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[color=4169E1]”Gotta call bullshit there, [i]Judgement-chan.[/i]”[/color]

The brunette that stepped in to block the end of the alley seemed to be pulling on a pair of oddly thick gloves. Brown eyes swept the scene, a frown beginning to form on her face. The big, heavy bag that had been held in her left hand sat carefully next to the wall alongside her messenger bag.

Notably she didn’t have a green band on her arm, either. 

[color=4169e1]”Not that I’ve have much sympathy if you [i]were[/i] Judgement, not too fussed with bugging them either. Because this is pretty far beyond Judgement.”[/color] Umeko pointed as she started to make her way closer, taking stock of everyone present. But Camera Girl especially. [color=4169e1]”Last I knew, Anti-Skill handled anything that needed a coroner. And this [i]definitely[/i] counts.”[/color]
The ‘this’ in question [i]did[/i] give her pause, as she got a little closer. To say that the poor woman had been brutalized would be an understatement; whatever went after her was [i]strong[/i], angry, and definitely abnormal. Didn’t take more than one forensics elective to see that this scene just wasn’t normal. She’d taken off running when she heard the noise (whatever the hell it was), something Griese’d probably needle her for later, but she wanted to be in time to help if something was wrong.

She wasn’t.

But it hadn’t been more than a couple of minutes, so as much as the gloves were for intimidation… It wasn’t the little group here that had her on edge. Whatever had done this, it wasn’t far gone. Her steps grew a little tenser, feet planted firmly on the ground as her muscles coiled from one step to the next, all five senses alert to any signs of danger. If something was still around, she damn well wasn’t going to let it get the drop on her.

She was pretty sure she’d seen the purple-haired kid [i]somewhere[/i], and he was definitely in the right here. The kid with the camera looked after as heavy as the box she’d been carrying, and no way in hell was she there on anything approaching Judgement business. The rest looked like they’d probably come for the same reason Umeko had herself. Wanting to help, got there too late. But no way was she letting anyone hit the ground running, not ‘til someone with [i]actua[/i] authority got there.

And she didn’t mean Judgement. She preferred her vigilantes to at least be [i]honest[/i] about what they were. This sort of thing was for actual police.

[color=4169e1][i]All I wanted to do was get home and work on that Perfect Grade....[/i]

“Let’s all stay put, don’t really feel like chasing anyone down. And [i]someone[/i] call the cops. The actual cops.”[/color]