[b]Finch[/b]

While the Epic cats were away, the birds would play. 

That was what Finch wanted to think anyways. Crime waited for no man, and even if he was not on the clock with the Epics who ran the place Finch was not going to put a stop to his endeavors. After all, not every crime could be stopped, and it made him look a bit more threatening when he was actually successful. Otherwise the impact would be lost because there would be no reason to care about him. At least in his own mind. 

That was why he was at his current location, positioned near the First City Bank, one of the largest banks in the city (hence the name). Knocking over some branch location wouldn't do for his criminal reputation at all, which was why he was going directly for the head. He might not get everything, but he was going to grab as much as he could and then make his escape.All in a hard days work for the Finch.

"Alright boys, just like we rehearsed. Let's go get them," he said to the guys he had brought in for this operation, most of whom were geared up with the best that he could manage from the resources that he still had. They were confident at least, and probably loyal. It'd be enough to knock over a bank if no Epics showed up to stop him.

So they went to work. Some guys would go around back to move in that way while Finch himself walked in through the front door, brazen as could be. "Hello there folks," he said with a bow as he tossed a glass blade at a guard with a snap of the wrist. "This is what we'd call a heist. So if you'd all kindly hand over any electronic devices, weapons, and the like, no one else will have to get hurt." His men moved quickly to do what he had said, as the heist began in earnest.

Meanwhile he went to go find the bank manager. From there it would be a quick trip to the bank vault. Now it was just a race against time, a race he intended to win.