[b][right]BANK OF THE WEST // SEATTLE[/right][/b]

As soon as they arrived in the bank Conor ran to the doors, pulling a piece of chalk out of his satchel he wrote a couple of runes across the front doors, once he finished them he placed his hand over them and closed his eyes as he transferred his energies to them. They glowed as a sheen covered the door. It would be able to withstand a little more punishment now, he couldn't do anything about the hole in the wall but at least the police wouldn't be able to run in as easily and get in the way. He turned as Julian was confessing his disappointment that he couldn't just use his money to get rid of the problem. "You realize that [i]paying off bank robbers[/i] wouldn't really count as heroic anyway, right?"

He clenched his left fist, his fingers rubbing against runes as an energy shield formed. As he opened his fist the shield disappeared again. Confident that it was still working he took the lead as he started to walk deeper into the bank, carefully stepping over the debris as to not make too much noise. He stayed alert the whole time, doing his best to be aware of where everyone else was, but how uncoordinated they were was easily apparent.