[color=f6989d][h1][center]Vicki Victory[/center][/h1][/color]

[color=ed1c24]"Now, now folks, hows about we all take a step back and talk out our differences like nice people hm?"[/color]

Vicki looked over to the entrance of the diner, spotting some punk kid twirling a switchblade and an older fellow...floating? Vicki immediately labeled the floating man as [color=f6989d][i]Weird[/i][/color], deciding to address that later. Still holding her fighting stance, Vicki shifted her eyes back to the kid. He looked young, either still in high school or just barely out of high school. What was he thinking, getting in the middle of something like this?

She turned her attention back to Garrett, now some demon ninja. Speaking to the bystanders, Vicki yelled out, [color=f6989d]”Kid, you don’t want to get in the middle of this.”[/color]

With her left hand, Vicki grabbed the table she knocked down from earlier and picked it up with ease. The power from her vice grip punched holes through the wood of the table, sending small shards of painted fragments flying out. She hefted the table back, then threw it full force at Garrett, hoping to hit him, or at least distract him.

Immediately after throwing the piece of the furniture, Vicki leapt forward, using her pack to jet boost her across the room, and primed her right-gauntlet for a rocket-powered hook. Envisioning where Garrett would be behind the table, she aimed for his torso.

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