[color=#8B4513][h2]Arsenal - Denver Alleyway[/h2][/color]
Arsenal wasn't going to lose his first battle against this parahuman, it would be outright embarrassing to be losing to some skeleton freak and his disgusting undead minions. He knew at this rate of constant fire, he had little amount of ammo to combat the amount of enemies coming this way as the sirens of the police and PRT sounded closer and closer. It was funny, his plan had worked to an extent, but sadly he didn't expect Necro to survive a two on one assault between two parahumans! It didn't matter at this point, he just needed to end this fight as soon as possible before ditching the two to escape from the encroaching enemy. Though, the stubborn guy just wouldn't budge against his sheer brute force, it seemed that his dream of taking down the entire PRT around the world alone was seeming impossible as he battled in the two versus one skirmish. Arsenal cursed himself, would his crusade end so early as on the first enemy!? Was his superior strength not good enough to defeat one person? He screamed over the hail of bullets, the standing police officer barely getting one shot off before being pelted with bullets from his superior rate of fire, though Arsenal didn't seem to notice the liquid bones slithering beneath his feet.

As suddenly as the liquid bones appeared, a living cage of bones erupted from the ground swallowing up someone else in the alleyway. Oh! The mystery kid, wait, how isn't he dead yet? He was sure that the position of the kid would have meant he was taking the full force of the bullet rain, how did he survive? For that second of lost thought, Necro had gotten away from the two as he dashed away using the bone cage as a distraction for the two. He was too late to notice this fact as he had left the two standing around like idiots, Arsenal cursed himself again for losing his target, though at least by technically he won by as the loser had run away from his soon to be death. Giving a sharp exhale of air, Arsenal tore off his shredded poncho revealing his true body to no one as Zach couldn't see through the bone cage, quickly hitting against one of his many metal arms, a brand new poncho was spat out by the machine through the some random opening within the machine. It was in this scenarios that Arsenal carried six extra costumes due to the fact of their constant use of being destroyed by his own weapon. Before donning the fresh clothing, he opened his palm on one of his arms, and a cleansing fire soon burst out burning the torn poncho and soon aimed at the destroyed bodies of the two thugs and the police man, destroying evidence was good enough when slowing down the police, but he needed to hurry and escape this burning alleyway. 

[color=#00b200][b]”Do you mind-uh-helping out a bit?”[/b][/color]

Sighing, Arsenal was hoping to just ditch the kid in the beginning, but he could prove to be a liability if the police catches him. Quickly pacing through the burning alleyway towards the bone cage, he knocked on the cage of bones. [color=#8B4513][b]"Stand clear, I'm about to punch this thing open."[/b][/color] Arsenal announced, pulling back his arm before punching a straight hole through the bone. Gripping the sides of the jagged hole, he tore away a good chunk of the cage allowing someone to pass through with ease such as the person trapped in said cage. [color=#8B4513][b]"Kid, I don't want to be bogged down with the exuberant amount of paperwork and trouble in this alley here. So I'd rather keep it between the two of us as if we were never here in this alleyway. You got that? So you exit out one way, and I'll go the other as if the both of us were never involved in this little incident against the villain."[/b][/color] Arsenal said, quickly discussing the matter with Zach. Suddenly, he grabbed his wrist before letting go a tiny bone shard into his hand revealing a scrapped on email address. [color=#8B4513][b]"Keep it safe, contact me when you feel ready to do this little tango again, though I hope you will be more prepared for a fight next time,"[/b][/color] Arsenal soon calmly sped out of the alleyway, briskly walking away from the scene of the crime as if nothing had happen. Though, he wondered, it seemed that boy was immune to damage in some way or the other as he seemed to survive the fight against those thugs unharmed and with the parahuman fight as well. Arsenal could use that power of immunity to his advantage easily on that gullible boy, but that would have to wait as he was currently escaping from the torched scene of blood and violence.

[color=#696969][h2]Macavity - Random Alleyway[/h2][/color]

Well... He didn't seem to be dead for the moment. Macavity continued to calmly smile at the dangerous, defensive, and confused little girl, a powerful combination of emotions that could easily get out of hand if he makes the wrong move. He wondered why he had such a fascination over this brand new target, it seemed that even Macavity himself sometimes couldn't decipher his actions. Maybe he was feeling bad for the little girl. Her terrible appearance did remind him of someone else in the past, but maybe he was just being too sentimental at that fact. Though at the moment, he was feeling a bit of excitement and fun coming from this situation as well. 

[b][color=orangered]"Who are you?"[/color][/b]

Yep, she was definitely being on the defensive side at the moment, but he couldn't really blame her as she had just escaped from one of the most powerful crime syndicates in the world. He would have to stay still with a calming and reassuring aura for her to stay her hand upon that power of hers, though it did seem that bringing out the snacks was a good idea as she lightly coughed exposing her desperation for only just that moment. He continued to smile, holding onto the snacks as he tried to be as unalarming as possible, it was almost as if he was holding his hand out in front of a deer hoping it would eat from his palm. [color=#696969][b]"Who am I? Why, like I said, I'm Macavity! A master thief extraordinaire! Though, at the moment, it seems that I'm a benevolent figure who is wondering the same question that you have so bequeathed upon me,"[/b][/color] Macavity's smile soon turned into a playful grin, trying to sound overly eloquent in his words to soften the mood of the situation. However, as he was speaking, Macavity was doing something mischievous while speaking to the little girl. She started to fade from existence, her body completely disappearing to anybody that would look upon the situation. She wouldn't notice this abrupt change at all, the effect working behind the scene as Macavity and the food similarly started to disappear as well, though she wouldn't be able to see the difference between the two as the conversation continued beyond anyone's senses. The Bratva thugs would no longer danger or ruin the fun little event happening between the two.  

[b][color=orangered]"Don't try anything funny..."[/color][/b]

He nodded with the same goofy grin, Cassidy reaching for the snacks as she would try to knack the food from his hands. This food was actually supposed to be his quick snacks while riding along the transportation vehicle to the drop off zone, but it was serving a different, but equally important service for the thief. She seemed to be reaching for the drink first, it was quite easy to predict after her little coughing fit from before, but it seemed that she wasn't too keen on the stranger just yet. [color=#696969][b]"Don't hurt me now,"[/b][/color] Macavity said in a over exaggerated voice, unfurling his hand from the bottle allowing Cassidy to pull the drink away from his hand. He was pleased with himself, he managed to successfully feed a stray like in one of those inspirational videos on the internet that show people feeding mangy stray dogs and cats. [color=#696969][b]"Now! I hope this token of goodwill will reach into your heart and bring out some sore needed faith that I'm not in cahoots with some nasty people. Now would you mind answering how you got in this doozy of a situation that you have found yourself in?"[/b][/color]