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"Hello," A voice spouted from behind Emily. She jumped. A quick pivot put her face-to-face with the origin of the cold, metallic greeting. A man had snuck up behind her in the alley at some point, and the now alert young heroine took in as much as she could about the apparent ninja. He was taller than her, not surprising, around 6 foot if she had to guess. He was thin, and clad in dark colors from head to toe. He had clothing covering most of his body, including a biker helmet on his head and gloves on his hands, but from the slivers of skin she could make out, the man was caucasian. He was armored, the black jacket padded with some kind of reinforcement. "Are you looking for something?" And he was suspicious. 

Following through with her startled jump, she gave an exaggerated sigh of relief, it was better if she didn't look like she suspected anything. "Sheesh, you scared me. Don't you know not to sneak up on people like that?" She straightened out her posture and stood upright. "As a matter of fact I am, maybe you can help me. But would you mind losing the helmet first, it is kind of creeping me out?"