[center][img]http://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/b3RmLjYwLjdjMGUwZS5TM2xzWlNCTVlXNW5jM1J2YmlCQ2NtRnVaSFEsLjA,/aerolite.regular.png[/img] [b]Gotham City - Police Station[/b][/center] [hr][hr] Honestly, tonight was like any night in Gotham City in which the police station was always busy with the coming and going of numerous officers going in and out as reports were being relayed to them. It again would be the same thing that was happening just a different day really. With the amount of work which has been stacking up had been due to the spike in crime once again as it rosed through the roof in the city, everyone was busy and Kyle was no exception to the work. However, one couldn't blame him for trying to set up a good game of cards when he was on his break but it was impossible when everyone whom you're trying to play with leaves. It was finally the last straw when the last person from his table had to apologize before they had to leave, he released a sigh as he gathered his cards from the table. Giving up on the futility of the situation, he gave up as he shuffled the deck several times before he tapped the deck onto the table, making a noticeable sound from the metal corners of the cards before they were put away into its clear plastic case. He guessed a game of cards could be saved for another time if there would be another one. [color=red][i][b]" Well... This sucks "[/b][/i][/color] He said to himself as he stood up from his chair with a sigh as played with a single card on the table, spinning it on its metal edge while looking around the station. He had already finished his reports from earlier today along with the two other cases he visited in the last few hours of overtime as one was delegated to him once there were no more hands on deck and another required another officer due to a sticky situation. It was a busy night, as he watched what seemed like several street thugs being escorted through the station to be put in the cells which were starting to reach the limit of maximum capacity. They would soon have to transfer those who they catch to the other stations which had room to hold these criminals. Being a police officer was honestly a stressful job, which oftentimes made him question why the hell did he want to become a cop in the first place but he wasn't granted the time to permit such useless thinking. As he finally planned to check himself out after a decent three hours of additional work at the station stacked on top of his normal schedule but for Kyle, work never seems to stop really at the most inconvenient of times. He was abruptly stopped by Vince and Jackie which he identified by their name tags as they explained the situation to him about a call they received about the situation. He nodded in confirmation on the details of the report as he left for Devil's Square where the complaint was issued along with some odd details, reviewing what he heard from the two officers earlier in his head as he drove to the scene... [hr][hr] [center][b]Gotham City - Devil's Square[/b][/center] Arriving on the scene, what it looked like was just a few members of a gang from the details given to him as the caller had reported noises coming from outside but were too afraid to check who or what was causing the ruckus. A reasonable reaction which would've only invited the attention of someone to check up on the place but the mentioning of graffiti being noticeably littered around the place. Along with him on route to the place, more complaints of graffiti at the same spot were being relayed to him as he wondered how severe it was going to be if those many people were calling. Stepping out of his vehicle he glanced around the place as it was hard not to notice the luminous green question marks all over the place, pulling out his gun just in case as one could never be too careful. His investigation of the place had not even started before the sound of gunfire echoed through the silence, with his full attention now being used if it wasn't before. He began his careful and cautious walk toward the general origin of the noise, with his ears entirely focused on hearing anything. Then there it was, a metallic 'clank' echoed which came from the front of Kyle as he approached the corner of an alleyway carefully as the grunt of someone could be heard shortly before something landed on the ground with another grunt to follow. Peering over the corner and into the dimly lit alleyway was an estimation of seven people, maybe eight? As it seems like everything was divided into three noticeable groups, those who wore green which he assumed did the tagging and those who didn't wear green which he suspected were vigilantes or whatever they were with their outfits and the two pedestrians who honestly looked scared at the whole thing. In technicality, he would have to take all the parties in for the report but it was starting to near four hours of overtime and perhaps another hour for the report so right now that thought wasn't fun. With Kyle contemplating on what he should do, backup would be nice but considering the situation they would arrive to late to the scene and by that time the conflict would be over... He shook his head as the stress of this job would kill him one day, digging through his free front pocket, he looked at the single card in pocket which he was playing with earlier, a few spare coins and a paperclip that was bent into two. Looking at the miscellaneous objects, whispered something under his breath for the coins in his hand and tossed it into the entrance of the alleyway where he would enter in just a moment. He didn't spend time watching the coins bounce once off the wall before dissolving before turning into a translucent bronze barrier, as he began mumbling a few more things for the things in his hand which he finished as his figure entered the alleyway. Stopping just in front of the bronze barrier with his gun aimed toward the group. [color=red][i]'This is so stupid you know that?'[/i][/color] He thought to himself before announced his presence. [color=red][i][b]" GCPD! Raise your hands up and don't make any sudden movements! "[/b][/i][/color] It was a bit awkward as he barged into the situation but the couple noticeably had a flash of relief on their face when they saw his police badge while attracting the attention of the goons at the same time, which were now directed to Kyle now. The green goons that were facing the vigilantes were now looking at Kyle, as one out of the two picked up his fallen partner's gun and looked amused at Kyle's attempt to stop the entire group. But they weren't foolish enough to open themselves up for their opponents behind them as they rushed him. As they were smart enough to understand the situation of them being outnumbered now as it seemed to be three against two, however, they only needed to get through one person to escape and that was Kyle. The goons started with a rush that was unexpected but the one with the gun began to fire with the intention of trying to scare him off and if one hit, lucky them. However, the bronze shield lit up for each bullet it took with the translucent color glowing in the area the bullets hit and continued to do so with each additional one breaking down the shield further more. By five bullets and not even done with the magazine in the pistol, they had almost reached Kyle in their sprint with a few more feet left between them but they wouldn't expect what would happen right in that moment. With Kyle opening his left hand, he tossed his two broken pieces of a paper clip and watched his magic work as they grew into a long silver ribbons and entangled themselves onto the goons' feet as they got within appropriate range before he watched them tumble forward in a nasty fall with both of their momentum slamming against the bronze shield with a nice concussion to knock them out. Watching them shattered his shield upon impact after all of the damage it previously took into shimmering shards of energy before fading before he quickly apprehended the two goons with a pair of cuffs and tied them to a light pole before he made his way down further into the alleyway. He looked at the other fallen green goons who were unconscious before he pointed his gun at the two people who were early for Halloween [i][b][color=red]"I take it you're going to let those two love birds free?"[/color][/b][/i] He 'asked' in what really was an obvious and expected order from the two as he glanced at the nervous couple watch the tension between their saviours. He in the meantime took note of the two vigilantes with the noticeable female vigilante's injuries which were not his problem but something just to be aware of. He could probably handle himself individual against both of them but together would be something difficult to handle and this wasn't including whatever else they had on them. As it would prove to be additionally challenging when all you have is a gun, baton, a deck of cards and some pocket lint as he didn't come prepared for something like this. So basically he had no more tricks up his sleeves as this was straight up, try to arrest the two and maybe get beat up or just go along your wake and deal with what work you already have to do. The choice was obvious as he lowered his gun towards the two but kept a careful eye on the two, planning to raise it back up if they approached aggressively.