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[@Mr Allen J][@wxps350]

Margot easily kept up with Brooke as the former led them away from the scene. She looked at the parka wearing man as they passed and considered helping him. The ice wall made it clear that he was a fellow Nomad, and he certainly seemed to be in over his head.

However, she couldn't deny the fact he made a very convenient distraction. Not to mention all the guns that were already drawn. Nor  could she be sure that all the cops were hopelessly corrupt like Lt. Mendoza. The idea of indiscriminately attacking the cops just wasn't her style.

Maybe the guy deserved it. Maybe he was some sort of psycho that kicked baby seals or something. He did certainly got a bunch of guns pointed at her. So many that she blanched at the thought of doing anything else but instantly surrender. Thankfully Brooke had grabbed her and snapped her out of it.

Still, at the same time, he did almost instinctively summon the ice wall when the cops had found them. It had already taken a few bullets, and was crumbling under the onslaught. Still being led by Brooke, she did the quickest thing she could do in the situation. As they passed, she shouted [color=cyan]"Don't stand there, move!"[/color]

Not looking back, she ran with Brooke for a block before taking the lead. [color=cyan]"Well that could've gone better. Follow me, I got a cache already set up at the bus station. A change of clothes, disguises, and enough money to rent a room for the night.[/color] Turning down an alleyway, she jumped up to one of the few fire escapes in the city. Turning around, she reached down and offered her hand to Brooke. [color=cyan] "Com'on, the cop's will be hard pressed to track us if we stick to the rooftops."[/color]