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[center][b]LOCATION(s):[/b] [i]Rooftop -> Next floor down[/i][/center]

[center][b]INTERACTING WITH:[/b] [@Little Italy][/center]

Talos raised both his hands as he got ready to wrap them around Hijack's throat and squeeze. This conflict would end here tonight. Perhaps he could use some of the man's bones to rebuild parts of his face. That would be a fitting punishment for the annoyance the gunman had causes him. But before he could carry out the deed, he heard quick, light footsteps running along the roof. He quickly turned to see a girl running straight towards him, looking determined but nervous. Before he could react, her golden gloves were off and fingers were running down him his mind worked to understand what she was doing. Talos was confused... and then his shirt and pants, and the thin layer of silicon that it was attached to, began to change. Transmute. Yellow washed across the materials as he touched them. It was... Gold? He whipped his head back around to the girl, who was now heading back nervously. 

He tore off his silicone gloves and dug his hands into the metal, which had now fully become its target areas. He tore firmly with his hands, ripping off all of the silicone suit on his arms and torso. This revealed more of his true, twisted metallic form. The legs were next, until the only skinsuit left was on the side of his face. Then he set his metallic eyes on the shape quickly escaping out of the door. He glanced at Hijack one more time, before he left the man. He'd probably see him again. Then, he would certainly finish the gunman off. And he would enjoy it. 

But now he focused back onto gold girl. He took fast heavy steps after the nimble girl as she dashed away through the door again, trying to catch up as quickly as he could.