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[color=f7d5a5]Setting:[/color] 10 AM+, Saniwa Family Estate > Parking Lot[/i][/sub][/right][hr]
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[indent][indent]Kittyan's tail flicked behind him as he turned to depart from the rest of the group, eager to get a move on. Deliberating was fun and all, but Kittyan was moreso a man of action than anything else. He was just about to take another draw from his carton of milk before he paused at the calling of his name. He half-turned around as he continued maneuvering through the estate's halls, raising a brow as he watched Alphard prance after him.

A grin quickly came to his lips as the blue-skinned demon-boy expressed his excitement at his chance to see the new ride. Kittyan let out a half-laugh, his own tail starting to lightly sway side-to-side with content. [color=f7d5a5]"Haha, I knew I liked you! You're gonna love it!"[/color] He assured as they made their way out of the estate - which was a very-much appreciated breath of fresh air for Kittyan. He took a deep breath as they stepped outside with business-to-attend strides, quickly leaving the yard with no hesitation. Kittyan thought back to where he parked the truck, about a block or two away, before he turned his gaze to Alphard as they walked, the demon excitedly trotting in front of him.

[color=f7d5a5]"It might possibly be the best thing I've ever seen.."[/color] He said, the already-snappy kick in his step only fed further by Alphard's contagious excitement. [color=f7d5a5]"You wouldn't believe how much cool stuff this thing is packin', like seriously! I've seen my fair share of police cars and let me tell you-"[/color] He continued as they treaded the sidewalk. [color=f7d5a5]"-they dunno how cool they could make those things look if they tried. This one, though, it's like, definitely the future of- pedestrian-"[/color] He interrupted himself as Alphard nearly backpedaled into an old lady. His right hand cast out and firmly grabbed Alphard by the shirt at his chest, moving him to the side smoothly before giving the lady a smile. [color=f7d5a5]"-definitely the future of police vehicles."[/color] He continued his monologue without skipping a beat, returning his hand to himself before glancing at Alphard shortly. He took a draw from his carton of milk as they continued on.

It wasn't too long before they got to the spot where Kittyan had parked - and it looked just as glorious as he'd left it. He darted ahead of his demonic companion and threw his arms to the side, presenting the vehicle to Alphard. And boy, was it [i]big[/i]. The Crime-mobile was a sleek, six-door truck with a powerful silhouette. The truck was painted in a black color with a slate-gray undertone, and had the emblem of the BPS planted in white on each of the front doors, as well as the tailgate. Atop the roof of the vehicle sat two rows of lights, as well as a few other miscellaneous fixtures. Kittyan basked in how impressed his fellow officer seemed. [color=f7d5a5]"I KNOW RIGHT?!"[/color] He exclaimed excitedly. [color=f7d5a5]"C'mon, c'mon, let's get in you [i]have[/i] to see it from the inside!"[/color]

Kittyan almost skipped up to the truck as he fished into the pocket of his cropped jacket. He produced the keys, which quickly elicited a [i]beepbeep[/i] from the vehicle as he unlocked it. He levered the handle and the door popped open as he stepped up onto the nerf-bar. For the size of the truck, it actually wasn't [i]too[/i] far from the ground - someone like Barbatos would fair just fine getting in, but those closer to Kittyan or Alphard's height definitely needed the help up. He popped up onto the step and hopped into the driver's seat quickly, as he assumed Alphard would make his way to the passenger side and do the same.

The seats were significantly more comfortable than your average vehicle- clearly luxury models. The cab itself was also rather spacious, with ample leg-room even for the likes of Barbatos or Armand. Looking into the back seat would reveal that the second row of seats comfortably sat three, and the furthest-back row, which also sat three, was separated from the front two by a impermeable barrier of bullet-proof glass that seemed even sturdier than a regular cop car. All-in-all, the vehicle was [i]certainly[/i] luxurious, and evidently very well-equipped to function as a law-enforcement vehicle. Whether all that was necessary? Well.. who asked??

While waiting for Alphard to hop in, Kittyan popped his own door shut and proceeded to almost melt into the seat, breathing in the new-car smell as he tossed the keys into a cupholder and started to run his hands over the wheel, almost affectionately. [color=f7d5a5]"[i]Hooo[/i], we are gonna catch so many bad guys.."[/color] He whispered to himself.
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