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[desertdaggers]

Characters: Dave, Hawk
Location: The park
Time: A couple of days after the snow stops
Summary: Sundial investigation, and criminals ahoy.
Warnings: Violence, possibly blood/gore, possibly also swearing

Whatever changes the rest of Luministi had gone through, the park seemed reasonably unaffected. Maybe a little waterlogged, considering recent conditions, but he couldn't hope for the best conditions all of the time. And considering the message… it didn't quite seem clear, but Hawk suspected it would, and probably at the worst moment for it. Better to try to be prepared. Besides, maybe a show of what he did as practice would make some people think twice about starting something, if they were that way inclined, and this part of the park gave Hawk a good line of sight on anyone approaching.

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[moveslikestrider]

It turns out when you lose a few things, the instincts about those things stay with you. Dave had been minding his own business when some asshole threatened an old lady. Not something he could ignore. He made to flash step and found he couldn't but he could still wave his half sword. "Ok, how about you back off and I won't introduce you to my sharp friend right here. He's always in a bad moo-Hey!" The criminal took off before he could finish and Dave gave chase. They shot past other people and he wove around a couple that had stepped out into his path.

What Bro taught him did him a service right up until he got to the park. He cursed as the guy he was pursuing stopped long enough to angle himself and raced into the park. It gave him time to gain on the guy but, not enough time. Damn it.

[desertdaggers]

It was the sound of footsteps that caught Hawk's attention, and he turned that way, eyes flicking over the man running towards him. He made a split second decision, and moved to intercept, one arm going out to catch him across his chest, the other ready to try to catch him. Hopefully it would cancel out a little of his speed, at least. "Ah? What are you running from, in this town?"

My notifs need to stop being lost.

[moveslikestrider]

The thief hit the arm at full speed, and fall back into the arm waiting to catch him. He cursed but the breath had been knocked out him. His eyes slid shut in resigned finality as Dave came into view. The boy skidded and shifted so he slid sideways, canceling his momentum to stop right beside Hawk. For a kid, he wasn't even winded.

"Sweet catch man, I've been chasing this dick since he tried to rob an old lady. You don't mug old people. That's like kicking at tree. It can't kick back...most of the time." He hadn't forgotten what Jade said about her old man. And Bro even though he was middle aged or so, kicked more ass than a young kid any damn day.

They need a lesson in map-reading.

[desertdaggers]

He had some good stamina, then. And good judgement, if he was always that precise about stopping.

Hawk nodded, gave the thief a look over, considering, and tsked. "I can't imagine what you thought you'd get out of that exchange." Some old people did hang onto artifacts, items from their youth or heirlooms from family, but he considered that rather unlikely here. He took firm hold of the thief's elbow, and looked at Dave. "I suppose we should take him to the sherrif's office- assuming it's not too crowded, at least."

Man no lie.

[moveslikestrider]

The thief didn't answer as Dave took hold of his other elbow. "Yeah, time to toss this guy in the slammer." He shook his head as he glanced at him. "When this is over I'm just going to speed everywhere. This is crap." He missed his time skills and traditional speed. Being normal wasn't as perfect as he thought it would be. "At least we didn't lose how to fight."

[desertdaggers]

"That would make things rather more difficult," Hawk agreed, looking up to pick out the direction of the sheriff's office, and tugged the elbow he was holding on to. "This way."

As they started off, he looked over at Dave again. "So how fast are you, usually?"

[moveslikestrider]

Dave followed Hawke's direction with a sigh. "I blur in and out of sight, that's how fast I am." It wasn't a boast. Bro only left his shadow for an instance and Dave while not up to that level of mastery over flash-step arts, was close to it. With the addition of his time powers, he could warp from one point to another. "How about you?"

[desertdaggers]

Hawk whistled, and grinned sheepishly. "I'm good, but I'm not that good. That's pretty amazing." If he looked like a shadow, he was usually standing still, or matching someone else's pace- a piece of shade moving about called attention, if they weren't careful. "I suppose that means a race would be rather pointless."