[color=green]Girard Babcock/Tank Uptown[/color] Girard sighed contentedly as he was well into packing away dinner for an after job treat. He and his current crew had got on the good side of the restaurant owner for some work on the building done over the past week or so, turns out they had done a better job than they thought so this was a bit of a reward on top of the pay. The big guy had taken his time while the rest decided to move on to bars closer to home so it was just him in his own corner for the time being. Sometimes it just felt good to enjoy the little things that came from helping out people plus it seemed like a quiet night so far right up until his phone started vibrating. He had an alarm set for any interesting news that happened to pop up and it seemed like his relaxation time was have to get cut short tonight. The big man took a minute to shovel up what was left of his food while the report played giving him and idea of the situation not to mention what he could do from his position. He figured the only chance he really had to assist in a pinch was trying to run down the Variants coming his direction, they had a heavy hitter in the pair so it could be kinda fun too. [color=green]"Heavy work day or not a little community service is definitely in order."[/color] He mumbled while getting up from his table giving a quick wave on his way out to the owner. Given that it was a foot chase he was expecting some alley running to try and throw off the police so it was a good thing he had gotten practiced in it too. Dufflebag in hand the nearest unoccupied alleyway gave him the couple moments he needed to throw on his costume sliding the helmet into place last with a smile. Tank took off running in the general direction of the chase picking up some speed as he went looking to cut the pair off as best he could or disrupt them, little bit of shock and awe never hurt anyone too much. He'd just find a spot to toss his bag on the way somewhat out of sight quick because business had just picked up as he booked it using the wonders of momentum to his advantage. The big guy wasn't entirely sure he'd make it but hell it was better than just letting some assholes get away unscathed for making a mess of people's night. --- [color=darkgreen]Donovan Macmillian/Abomination Bywater[/color] The distant sound of sirens stirred a prone figure looming in one of the currently abandoned buildings nearby the Shanty. It was a decent place to hideout when vacant, living close to the slums wasn't a big attraction after all so it had openings once in awhile. Learning the cycle of the city is what had kept Donovan alive through the years though he very much wished it would be a silent one when he was trying to catch some winks in a relatively dry place. Of course this is city life after all and nothing can just be simple or easy. [color=darkgreen]"You have got to be kidding me...I swear these people can't keep trouble to themselves on decent night."[/color] The host grumbled as he got himself up scanning about the dark room counting the small squirming lines of light around him somewhat pleased none had gotten any adventuring ideas while left to their own devices. A damn miracle in and of itself right there from his reckoning since the little ones were often quite curious but he usually managed to curb the worst of it so they stayed safe. He took a moment to focus his mind looking for one worm in particular who was probably already keeping tabs on what disturbed his sleep. [color=darkgreen][i]Well look who's got the perfect view up there Mr. Fly on the wall.[/i][/color] Don felt a wave of sarcasm followed by a note of urgency return as Anthrax panned around so his Host could get a better view of the flashing lights coming into Bywater from his perch on a roof a couple streets down. [color=darkgreen][i]Any idea who it is the blue brigade is chasing? Hope its just some normie punks who'll get caught soon.[/i][/color] Anthrax returned a mix of confirmation and negatory as well as a feeling of seriousness given the Variants running around lighting shit on fire which he transferred the newscast to Donovan to get him up to speed. Abomination grunted in displeasure calling the rest of his nearby worms to him waiting for them to squeeze back in through he pores in his back, one feeling he doubted he would ever get used to, before getting his newest dark gray hoodie on to go have a look outside for himself. Who knows what with all the distraction he might be able to scrounge up an easy meal for himself depending on the situation. Could be Variants he knew or not which if they were and wanted help they knew the deal by now or if he didn't that was a new potential food source if he thought it would work out. Of course that was less likely but if anything it would make for a good show to make up for all the ruckus grating on his nerves. [color=darkgreen][i]On my way over, lets have us a look see at how this plays out.[/i][/color]