[center][img]http://txt-dynamic.cdn.1001fonts.net/txt/dHRmLjQ0LmZmZmZmZi5WR0ZzYjNNLC4wAA,,/corruptor.ldr-regular.png[/img][/center] [center][b]LOCATION(s):[/b] [i]Kinko's -> Street[/i][/center] [center][b]INTERACTING WITH:[/b] [@GingerBoi123][/center] Talos looked back hard at the masked man as his stare attempted to bore into him. Whatever the masked assailant was looking for, he clearly couldn't find it in Talos and the android noticed the man's body language change and step back. As the larger man in the black mask stepped forward, Talos clenched his metal fingers down on the knife, before the black mask was held back firmly by the smaller individual. Talos watched as the two headed for the door, taking glances back at him as they walked. These two clearly weren't ordinary humans, and Talos's memory took a clear picture of the two as they began to leave. Suddenly, gunshots, confusion. The bullet whipped into the shop, but not before the two men had disappeared in a cloud of smoke. Talos's suspicions about the two men were confirmed then - they were certainly metahumans. Talos walked up to the spot where the two men had been, lifting out the bullet which was lodged in the floor and examining it. This was quality weaponry. Nothing cheap or haphazard. His neck suddenly whipped around to the dark humanoid shape on the building opposite the shop, which his advanced sight could clearly make out. Talos used an arm to break away the shards of glass that the bullet had broken in the window before stepping out. His destination was the man on the roof, who hopefully would still be in a state of confusion after the disappearance of the two men. He picked the lock to the door and opened it firmly, heading immediately to the stairs. To save time, he climbed up the space in the middle of the spiral staircase, determined and focus. He reached the top floor in little time. He walked up to the door, and deciding that picking the lock might give the man time to escape, simply raised back his leg and kicked open the thin metal door. There the man was, crouched over the side of the building. Talos stepped forward, his cold eyes locked on the dark figure. [b]"You there. Shooter. Who are you?"[/b]