[center][h2][color=7bcdc8]On Patrol[/color][/h2][/center]

It was just as he had predicted. Boring. Patrols rarely saw any action because people tended to actively avoid committing crimes when they [i]knew[/i] there were Capes in the vicinity. Especially PRT Wards. If there were no bad guys to handle then how could Chroma make himself look good? He had already resigned himself to low expectations, but at least Scarlet was accompanying him so he wasn't completely bored. He had someone to talk to, though he probably would talk to himself if she wasn't there. He seemed to be less vigilant and more talkative, hardly looking anywhere but forward unlike his partner. [color=662d91]"So that's why the modern American doesn't appreciate the value of studio art as much as they did back in the-"[/color]

[color=f26522]"Alarm. I'll check."[/color]

The interruption worked, prompting Chroma to shut up and turn around. He didn't even hear the bank alarm until Scarlet brought it up. [color=662d91]"Ah, so we get to be first responders,"[/color] he remarked to himself, deliberately pausing a moment to let Scarlet get ahead of him and lead him properly to the source of the alarm. She was much more mobile than he was anyways, being able to leap and bound over the rooftops while he was forced to run along on the ground at the speed of a normal human. It wasn't until she contacted him over the radio earpiece he had that he had a good grasp of the situation. [color=662d91]"A bank, you say?"[/color] Chroma responded into the radio, chuckling to himself over the irony of his earlier gripes. [color=662d91]"I guess it's about time for me to [i]paint us a picture[/i], wouldn't you say?"[/color]

He wasn't as quick as Scarlet but Chroma was still able to make it at a decent speed, arriving in front of the bank with the alarms still blaring. There was already a small crowd starting to gather outside it, rubber-neckers trying to see what was going on. And with the arrival of the costumed heroes it became apparent that a robbery actually was taking place. [color=662d91]"Alright, Scarlet,"[/color] Chroma began to talk, running his hand through his hair again and taking a relaxed posture with his body. [color=662d91]"Let's get the civilians out of here so I can work my magic. I can't make any [i]art[/i] if there are innocent people who might get in the way."[/color] He made a spinning motion with his free hand before bringing both together in front of his chest. [color=662d91]"First thing's first, I need to prepare a [i]canvas[/i]."[/color]

The entire bank before them suddenly turned white. All the colors had been completely over-ridden by Chroma's power. The floors, the walls, the ceilings, the desks, the plants, the furnishings, everything had changed to pure white. The people inside, their clothes, and any glass remained unaltered. The [i]new[/i] building before them appeared almost surreal in this blank state, but this change actually made it much easier for Chroma and Scarlet. Any movements would be easy to see. There was no way to hide or blend in. This [i]blank canvas[/i] would make identifying and targeting enemies that much simpler. [color=662d91]"Alright. Now I can make a [i]masterpiece[/i] out of this crook."[/color] A cocky smirk took Chroma's face as he stepped towards the bank, holding open the front door for the rest of the civilians inside to flood out before he and Scarlet would enter. Surely his entrance wouldn't go unnoticed by the man in the vault, as even there all the colors had changed. There was no question about whether or not a Cape was in the area. [color=662d91]"We shall arrest this criminal,"[/color] Chroma declared to Scarlet, [color=662d91]"and we shall do it with [i]style[/i]."[/color]