[b]Charlotte Dyer[/b]

It turned out that Charlotte wasn't going to have to worry about this. No sooner then she had reached into her pocked did a somewhat familiar blonde figure erupt onto the scene, and grasp the league of the largest thug and proceed to slam him into one of the others, knocking the man over with a cry of shock. Well, that was quite plainly hilarious. Charlotte couldn't help but giggle after seeing [i]that[/i]. Needless to say, after seeing something like that, the thugs were not nearly as confident as they were before. They staggered back, pulling out baseball bats, knives, and in one notable case a pistol. Ah, the stupidity of the kind of people who have so much muscle it has overtaken the space inside their skull.

"Wh-what the hell?!" cried one of the men, the one with the gun, bringing it up to point at the newly-arrived blonde.

Charlotte withdrew her hand from her pocket. A smile came to her lips, as she placed her other hand firmly on her hip. "Now, now, I don't think you want to do that."

There was a small 'woosh' as a purple and black ball of flame ignited in the palm of the tiny witch's hand. It pulsed and flickered, offering a clear insight into just what the men were dealing with. "You might get burned~ Or... actually, I'm not sure what this would do to a person..."

Oh, that wasn't true. Charlotte knew exactly what it would do to a human, and it certainly wasn't killing them. These thugs weren't exactly going to push her until she had no choice now were they. But it was always entertaining to see how they reacted if they thought it would do something terrible. And indeed, the thugs were backing up, terrified, until the one with a gun leveled his shaking pistol at her.

"Th-they're those freaks!" One of the men shouted. Charlotte sighed. Oh, how rude. Before the thug with the gun could pull the trigger, she was already throwing the ball of dark magic. It struck the thug in the chest and he let out a garbled cry of pain, toppling backwards and sending the gun careening into the air.

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[b]Blast Girl[/b]

There was only a brief moment when Blast Girl was surprised by the appearance of the other superheroine... but she swiftly shrugged it off. There were all kinds of superheroes, right?! It didn't matter if you had a bunch of stitches or something as long as you were a good person! The bankrobbers, who had been even more stunned by the arrival of a second superheroine, were only just beginning to gather their wits and bring their weapons up to fire as the zombie girl took a spot behind BlastGirl. "Heh, I'm up for either one! They've gotta go down somehow, right?!"

And then... they opened fire around them? Huh? Blast Girl had been plenty prepared to dodge gunfire, but what was... was... Turning around, she realized just what had happened. A third hero had shown up?! It only took a moment for Blast Girl to figure out who it was. The first robot member of the IFJ, Zeta! Wow, that was awesome! The armed thugs had been pretty freaked out by how their bullets had just bounced off the newcomer. "Burnout might be tough, but I can take him! He's in for one hell of a blast!"

She flashed one gauntlet up, giving the robotic hero the thumbs up. "And can I just say it's really awesome getting to meet you?! 'Cause this is just too cool! I'd ask for your autograph but we've got some bigger issues to deal with right now!"

Blast Girl turned back to the bank. The thugs who were still on their feet were retreating, starting to take cover inside the bank. They were probably going to tell Burnout, too... They had to act fast!