[color=gray][b]Creep Bros[/b]
[b]Location:[/b] Kinko's [b]Tags:[/b] Little Lion Man[/color]

The moon had risen to settle into the middle of the black sky. Not many stars shone over this city. The air had cooled considerably. Each huff of breath plumed out of the two villains' masks as they ran. Once the Kinko's shop and the shooter were far behind them, they began to slow. They set into a comfortable walking pace, using their knowledge of the city's layout to take a maze-like course towards their next destination. The night wasn't over yet.

The blacked out shop windows and empty parking lots made it easy to get around without being noticed. Plenty of drunks and tweekers were out this time of night, and their hoodie uniforms blended right in. That was the point, wasn't it? 

Their path led them to Sanders street. They paused as the alley they had worked their way down came to an end, then darted across the street to the next. As they hustled, Black Mask happened to catch a stray glance at a bundled up man walking their way up the sidewalk. Probably homeless. It was common on this side of town. Mask ignored him and carried on after Raker. 

They soon came to a broadcasting station owned by one of the local news companies. The large window in the front showed that the lights were off, the blinds halfway drawn shut. Black Mask stopped beside Raker and leaned down to peer inside. He never teleported somewhere that he didn't know or couldn't see. It wasn't that he [i]couldn't [/i], he just knew better. Ending up spliced with a wall was a shitty way to die. He got a look of the layout, then ported them in. Their positions became clear once more: Black Mask stood guard, and Mindraker went about searching for what he wanted to steal.