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Blaze was strolling through the street towards the Oldline Bar. She had been tipped off that a woman dressed like some sort of brawler was hanging around the parking lot. Blaze had come to expect that pretty much anyone trained for combat who wasn't already part of her Streets Of Rage collective was probably some paid bruiser. But the fact that this woman was alone meant that she was probably Boss-level and not just some average thug. Not that it mattered to Blaze though, she was determined to keep the town clean.

The thump of the music from the bar was heavy as Blaze entered the parking lot through side entrance. and immediately she spotted her. She was wearing gloves and elbow pads and a battle skirt and vest. You don't dress like that unless you can fight. Blaze called her out from across the asphalt, gripping a baseball bat tightly as she shouted.

[i][color=ed1c24]I'm not sure who you work for but I'll give you one chance to get out of town right now. I may not be a cop anymore but I can still act like one.[/color][/i]

In addition to the bat she was holding she also had a knife in her belt and a set of handcuffs on the other side. She would never carry a gun, but it helps to have some insurance.