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[center][i]Location: Financial District, Paragon City
Skills: Adaptative Claws[/i][/center][hr][hr]
[indent][color=C40234]"I'm Santa Claus."[/color] Nancy sarcastically replied. She could only assume that the newbie must've been the thugs' boss, or at least one of them. Keeping track of the 70th wasn't much of importance to Nancy, after all. [color=c40234]"I'm here to bring coal to bad [i]children[/i], obviously."[/color]

The exosuit crossed its arms, while glowing eyes tracked the woman as she moved. First, she checked on the crook that Nancy had just pummeled, and then put herself between Nancy and the other thugs. Someone had a death wish, it seemed, as she tried to reason with Nancy to leave before there was "trouble". 

[color=C40234]"Cutting into the wrong business?"[/color] Nancy responded. [color=C40234]"Oh, I don't care that you're robbing a bank. I've got bigger fish to fry than you all. But people are at risk, so I can't exactly ignore that. You should know how it goes."[/color]

As usual, pleas and promises fell upon deaf ears when it came to crime. Still ready to fight, the exosuit was sent charging towards the woman. Shiny red, mechanical claws moved outwards, attempting to grapple and throw the woman into the crooks behind her. Best to take out three birds with one stone, Nancy figured.[/indent]