[color=fff200]Lake Boulevard- Los Angeles- California[/color]

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[i]While the bank was becoming a melting pot of danger and a cornucopia of character, the last few minutes had shown a noticeable shift in the day of Albert and Nello, or perhaps more accurately now, Faultline and Midnight.[/i]


Faultline was sent rolling across the asphalt, bright yellow arched around him creating a protective barrier. The road cracked and fractured under him, he didn't feel much of what someone could call pain from it, but he definitely felt that one. He pushed himself up from the ground, astounded once again by the crowd that was sitting there, watching, and recording on their phones.  In the comics people always ran screaming and it made the heroes job so much simpler... why couldn't they do that at least once in a blue moon.

He stood fully rolling his shoulders and rotating his neck a few times, turning to see his opponent. He couldn't wait to see what the media would call these two.  In front of him was a tower 10'2" Alligator man that looked like he had been preparing for the World Weightlifting Championship.  

[color=1a7b30]"Now now, this is so much easia then I was thinkin' it 'ould be."[/color]

The hero had to roll his eyes, this happened EVERY TIME a new villain showed up.  He had to see just how tough they were, if he hit them to hard he'd leave much more of a mess than he wanted to. So most of the time until he figured out how hard he could punch the first few came up soft and he normally was sent flying, then the speech at how much weaker he was than they thought.

He really hoped Nello was doing better than him...

[i][color=fff200]A few streets over[/color][/i]

The aforementioned side kick was locked in combat against a similar foe, smaller, this one only standing at about 5'6", and was far leaner built, but the Alligator man was inhumanely agile.  He barely spent time on the ground, ever time a foot landed he lept again, moving around the young hero before diving in for a quick strike, their fight had drug on from its initial spot till it was here now, in front of Cafe Belle Vie.  

[color=39b54a]"He he, little bitty Knight ain' got da snuff ta fight, swingin' round ya little stick."[/color]