[Center][img]https://i.postimg.cc/28hFcDbZ/Rain-Header-2.png[/img][/center] [Color=silver][b]Location:[/b][/color] Outside of the Bank, South Side [Color=silver][b]Interactions:[/b][/color] The Team[hr] [color=Firebrick]"So you wanna play catch huh?"[/color] [Color=silver]“Sure.”[/color] Viktor shrugged at the three robbers just before Talos landed on the other side of the vehicle where Zach had been to assist. He was somewhat confident Zach could hold his own there but with Vincent, it spelled a sure victory. That left Viktor with three thugs; the driver and the three that had exited from the rear of the vehicle. They fired their weapons, and whether as a show of intimidation or incompetence, one of the robbers fired his weapon, releasing foam that hardened contact with the ground before him. One of them moved to the opened door for cover, while the other two remained at the rear. [Color=silver]“Catch!”[/color] With another sphere in hand, Viktor pressed down on it with his thumb and tossed it up high above the two robbers at the rear. The attention it grabbed was enough, enough to give Viktor the time he needed. Viktor sprinted forth too fast for the robber who was using the door as cover to react. The improvised barrier became the robber's undoing as the door swung closed, crushing his body painfully against the van's frame. His scream alerted the other two who took aim, but only one fired. The other fumbled backward as the sphere smacked down on the ground due to him anticipating something from it. Tracking the barrel of the fired weapon, Viktor sidestepped and circled around as a stream of foam followed him. [Color=green]“Step back! That thing he threw!”[/color] The one who was more worried about what the sphere might do warned. [Color=yellow]“Huh?”[/color] He stopped firing and glanced down at the sphere that suddenly protruded small spikes, bouncing once less than an inch off the ground. As underwhelming as it was, Viktor made up for it as he used the smallest windows of opportunity to strike. Viktor came in and delivered a crushing kick to the wary robber's knee. Then proceeded to the other by grabbing his weapon and elbowing him in the jaw, sending him flying back without it. With the weapon in hand, Viktor shot at the robber now reeling on the ground from his shattered kneecap. The foam was fired at his limbs to pin him to the ground. Viktor couldn't help but feel fortunate to have the opportunity to wrap his hands around another firearm. The dart rifle nor this hi-tech rifle were conventional, something he was more used to but they still struck him with a bittersweet nostalgia. There were no lives taken every time he squeezed the trigger, and somewhere deep inside, that made him feel grateful. [Color=silver]“I'm going to put this to use.”[/color] Viktor stated as he looked over to find Vincent had used the door to his advantage as well. The driver was now on the floor beneath the door he attempted to use as cover. [Color=silver][I]Good.[/I][/color] He then watched as that same robber's gun was hit by lightning from Zach, causing the weapon to spark and steam before the light it gave off died out. [Color=silver][I]And even better.[/I][/color] Viktor turned, firing at the robber, sticking him in the door frame of the van. He intended to do this to the rest to ensure they didn't become a problem later. [Color=silver]“Zatara. Talos. Good work, now check on the downed officers. I'm gonna send up a status report.”[/color] Vincent and Zach would find them all unconscious. If they check the inside of the back of the van they'll find more of the strange weapons, money, and valuable items taken from the hostages inside. [Color=silver]“Team. Zatara, Talos, and I have dealt with the robbers and the van on the south side. No casualties and we're ensuring these guys stick around. They're mediocre at best but they're using unique weapons. So far we've identified two types of rifles. One that fires highly electrified bolas and another that fires a hardening foam. The weapons utilize some type of power supply that's vulnerable to electrical currents. Fortunately no brass, but I can't infer that for the thugs inside. We're checking on the police casualties at the moment and plan to search the van after. Any further instructions, Metamorph? Over.”[/color]