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[hr][center][color=yellow][b]Race:[/b][/color] Human
[color=yellow][b]Power Level:[/b][/color] 960
[color=yellow][b]Location:[/b][/color] Third Floor inside a Coyote family's apartment.
[color=yellow][b]Tagging:[/b][/color] [@Renny][@Obito Kashi][/center][hr]

     Bolt winced when he watched Taeto go smashing through the window. The country boy took a few steps back and then charged the window. He leapt onto the fire escape rail before springing off of it onto the window sill. He peered through the window, seeing Taeto slowly recovering from the throw (and painfully too). 

     [b]Hey you! Stop right there! You ain’t going anywhere![/b]

     It was a different voice. A non-Budd Bot voice. Bolt glanced down at the cop, watching her acrobatically take to the fire escape on the first floor. [i]That’s no ordinary cop[/i], Bolt mused.

     [color=red][i]Buddabuddabudda![/i][/color]

     Jets erupted underneath the Budd Bots booted feet, carrying them toward the window Bolt was perched on. The ginger panicked and dove inside the room. He landed in a crouch next to Taeto and snagged his arm. The three bots converged on the window before Kail had a chance to. Comically, the three became wedged in it. The walls surrounding the apartment window cracked. Their feet kicked and flailed as they tried to squeeze passed each other, spouting over and over:

     [color=red][i]Immobile! Immobile! Buddabuddabudda! Evading arrest! Evading arrest![/i][/color]

     Bolt would pull Taeto’s arm across his shoulders if he allowed him and narrow his eyes at the bots behind him. “I thought them bots were supposed to be smart.”

     Bolt then blinked, glancing over at the stunned Coyote family whose dinner they had interrupted. He blushed and raised a hand, “Sorry ‘bout that!”

     He then raced out of the dining room, heading for the apartment’s living room. As he came before the window, he released Taeto as he started unlocking it. Out of frustration, he asked him, “Geez, can’t you walk yet!? All that hoopin’ and hollarin’ and you nothin’ but a punk!” He raised the window and glanced across at the consecutive building. It was much shorter than the apartment. Below him was the roof of a one story shop.