As she stepped forward, off of the wall and and into the center of the smoking, unconscious thugs. She paused for a moment when she heard a very familiar whooshing sound, and swiftly turned towards the source of the sound as the new arrival greeted her.

"Oh, Kuroko," she said, in a rather simple greeting to her roommate and friend. It was quite casual in spite of the circumstances, but this was hardly the first time such a thing had happened. Kuroko was a member of Judgement, after all, but usually when she showed up to this kind of scene it was after Mikoto had already handled the thugs. Things just seemed to always turn out that way when it came to this. Oh well. It's not as if her friend wasn't responsive, that was for sure, Mikoto knew from experience that Kuroko was a dedicated member of Judgement. But she could deal with these guys pretty quickly.

As it was, the Railgun was standing surrounded by the smoking, unconscious forms of a bunch of thugs. Needless to say, even a totally uninformed bystander could very likely figure out what had happened.