[center][h2]Colton 'Colt' Rumby, AKA [i][color=skyblue]Blademaster[/color][/i][/h2][/center]
[color=skyblue]"I'm just some random guy... with a duffel bag.  Yeah, that's right, look the other way."[/color]  Colt was talking to himself, mocking a cop standing on the corner across the road.  His hat, navy blue in color, concealed his face only a little, and his clothes were pretty rough.  These disguises didn't matter though, because as soon as the officers of the San Francisco Police Department saw his duffel bag they'd know he was a likely suspect of a robbery that occurred just five minutes ago.  By now, all lawmen in the city were aware of the robbery.

The cop on the corner scanned the area once again and his eyes stopped dead on Colton's duffel bag.  [color=skyblue]"Damn it,"[/color] Colt cursed to himself.  The cop raised his radio up to his mouth and spoke some words before walking across the street towards Colt.  He was on to him now, no doubt about it.

Wasting no time, Colton darted down an alley way and the cop took off in full pursuit, attracting other nearby patrols.  "Stop right there!"  The young con rounded the alley's corner and was faced with fence standing seven feet high causing him to come to a sliding halt.  "I said stop," the cop yelled again, now reinforced with three backup officers; all of them drew their pistols and aimed at Colton.  They had him cornered and surrounded, nowhere to run.

He turned around to face the lawmen and thrust his right hand forward, open-palmed.  A vibratory sound filled the air as sonic waves knocked the cops to the ground.  Rumby tossed his duffel bag filled with stolen money and a short sword over the brick wall.  He approached the stone structure and put both of his palms on it, sending powerful vibrations through it.  After a few seconds the wall was weakened enough for Colton to knock a hole in it and climb through it.  By now, the cops were back on their feet - but they were momentarily dazed and needed a moment to recuperate.

An overhead bridge that passed over the alley was up ahead.  Colton could manage to climb it, no doubt, and probably lose his pursuers.  Slinging the duffel bag back over his shoulder, he started climbing up one of the bridge's concrete supports and finally heaved himself over onto the road.

Unfortunately for him, Shiver had teleported right in front of him.  He stopped dead in his tracks, looking at her confused.  [color=skyblue]"Who the hell are you?"[/color]

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