Cassie was going to get it when they got home, oooohhh he wasn't a lecture type of guy, especially to his cousins, but he was her supervision while she was in New york. And Robert is going to give her the biggest "I'm so disappointed in you" speech of all time. He was still in his uniform, he heard the sirens of the police cars, but when he got to the store that she robbed, he cussed silently as to see that she wasn't there, but a lot of police officers. Before they could spot him, he booked it down the street, glancing back and forth on the sidewalk to see where she ran off to. He finally found her. on a street corner, hands out with officers pointing guns at her... It was too late for him to change, it was too late for him to leave the area, and it was too late for him to talk his way out of this... Shit. Marian was also there. Robin Hood blared a horn though to cut through the police cars surrounding the two women, stopping right in front of them for their protection. He stopped and glanced at Cassie and Marian to make sure they were alright, then at the four police officers, who were a bit shocked to see this. "Is that...?" "Brad Pitt? No, but don't worry, I get confused with him alot." Robin replied bowing his head a bit towards the police officers. Of course they were so shocked that they didn't know what to say. Its not every day THE Robin Hood purposely gets surrounded by police officers. But they didn't have enough time. They would soon remember that he is the most wanted man in New York, and he would most likely be asked to surrender. He had no intentions of doing that. He climbed off the bike, and held out his hand towards Cassie, who stared at it for a moment before realizing what he was asking, and she handed him the items she stole just recently. Not bad for her first robbery. An expensive watch, two necklaces, and a pair of shoes. Robin took the items and held it out to the police officers. "I was hoping we could get off with a warning tonight?" He asked, the officers still held their weapons out. Robin sighed. "Alright, then..." When becoming a wanted man, and a master thief, fighting had to come natural to you. Robin was a very talented archer, but when you're close range, that weapon doesn't do so well.. so another skill he had to pick up was hand to hand fighting. Knowing how to disarm someone up close, and not killing them (That wasn't Robert's style). He threw the items towards the police officers, and then stepped forward towards the closest officer. He grabbed the officer's wrist, twisting it slightly so she could let go of the firearm, and then he dismantled it in a sweep swoop. He had light fingers. He then rolled off her back and kicked a man in the stomach, making him lose his balance and hitting the cop car. He hit the ground and rolled when the other two officers started shooting, but he kicked in one of their legs, taking the gun, and then slamming the butt of it in the other officer's wrist. They would all get bruises here, of course, but nothing serious. He wasn't here for that, and it would make him look like the bad guy. out from his belt he pulled out a police baton, and looked at the officers. "We're going to leave peacefully now, alright?" He asked, then turned his attention to the girls. "Get to the safe house, I'll meet up with yo--" Another gun went off, and Robin fell to his knees with the largest amount of pain he has ever felt. His side was on fire, and he cussed himself out in his mind, forgetting that he didn't dismantle one of the guns. "Go! Now!" He couldn't go with them. If he did, they would tag Marian's license plates, they would open fire on the car, and they would be wanted criminals for helping Robin Hood. Right now, they were people Robin was helping. They won't get penalized for that (well, Cassie would be charged with robbery... but he was sure they would forget about her since he was here). He leapt over on to the opposite side of his motor cycle for cover, and he pulled out a very classic a cliche item: a smoke bomb. He quickly climbed on his his bike, and drove hard and fast, making as many turns as he could, going in to alley ways, and when he absolutely made sure he wasn't being followed, he made it to the small church Friar Tuck owned. He parked the bike a couple of blocks away in an alley, and he soon remembered that he had a bullet in his side. He made the trek to the entrance of the church, and as he stepped in, all he could mutter was "Father..." but he trailed off, falling to the ground. Although his clothing soaked up all the blood he was losing, he still had lost a lot.