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[sub][@Izurich][@Crusader Lord][/sub]

While Lilliah eyed up the safe, Silmeria explored the rest of the building. depending on how thorough her search was, she might find plastic explosives rigged up  near the station's supporting walls. but her sweep of the fourth and third walls would reveal that what remained of the Cobra Gang had departed. If not from the fire escape, then from the rappels. 

Going much lower than that was dangerous, as the second floor was turning into a mixture of tear and mustard gas. So searching that floor would have to wait. Though later when they investigated, they would find no trace of Sofron. The only hint that they had was that there was a charred ring on the floor, as if someone had burned a circle into it. Otherwise, no one saw him escape the police station.

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[sub][@OwO][@FamishedPants][@mantou][@ERode][/sub]

After Klava snubbed Apollo, and the proper exchanges were made between Samuel and the rest of the espers, the freelancers moved outside to see what the food trucks had. Only Aria had been a little premature with her observation, as the trucks were all contained specialized personnel like medics and a bomb disposal crew. Among them was Binky, who looked exhausted, but alright. 

[color=baddab]”Another successful operation? Fritzi should have your funds transferred over to your account already."[/color] Though Binky could see by Klava's determined stare that she wanted something else. [color=baddab]”Oh, the coffee and snacks?"[/color] Binky pointed at the fourth floor. [color=baddab]”Didn't she say that in reference to the commissioner's office being right next to a kitchen?"[/color]

All eyes turned back to the building. All the gasses were starting to spill out of the second story windows. Just how bad did they want their snacks?

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Fritzi poured herself a hot cup of coffee before walking towards the fridge. Just as she had anticipated, there were tons of snacks up here. Crackers, candy, donuts, even someone's birthday cake. The police wouldn't miss a few items. It could be written off as vandalism by the Cobra Gang, if the paper pushers were worried about it. Driving off mundane criminals wasn't really what they were set up for. Who was going to miss a donut?

She took a seat by the window and looked out at the espers standing outside. Hmm, maybe she should bring something down for them? Eh, they were all paid. If they were that hungry they could come up to her, or order out.