Mark frowned at the sword girl before noticing some movement behind her. And she fell face-first into the sand. And there was security. "Hey, glad you're-" He was told to leave. He didn't.
He stayed and watched, listening as the little girl told her story, but also keeping an eye on the girl who had run away from him calling him Jensen Ackles. When it got to the point that the security man was asking for names and epithets, Mark gladly gave his up. "Mark O'Dess. Stride is a movement-based epithet. Since sword-girl is innocent, I'm gonna go talk to the other girl and get her deal." With that, he used his stride, not giving anyone a chance to respond in any way, to get on the rock behind the teenager.
"How did I not realize you were the bad guy?" he asked, ready to stride in front of her if she tried to run. "Let's make this easy. Tell me who you are and what you can do and I won't drag you to security. Got it?"
He hoped she ran.
He stayed and watched, listening as the little girl told her story, but also keeping an eye on the girl who had run away from him calling him Jensen Ackles. When it got to the point that the security man was asking for names and epithets, Mark gladly gave his up. "Mark O'Dess. Stride is a movement-based epithet. Since sword-girl is innocent, I'm gonna go talk to the other girl and get her deal." With that, he used his stride, not giving anyone a chance to respond in any way, to get on the rock behind the teenager.
"I'm actually here... yeah, to scout the place out! Because... uh... for a BIG HEIST. See... you need to CASE THE JOINT before you do any damage. A genius captain like me knows how important preparation is. Which is why I don't have my Blasters with me. FOUR OF THEM. And, uh, they're called the FOUR HEAVENLY KINGS. It's PRETTY BADASS. The beach is perfect because, uh, there's a LOT OF STALLS lined up in a row and not much security. So I figure... yeah, if we blitzkrieg it, we can get away with a LOT OF STUFF scot-free!
...Out of curiosity, did you and your buddies pack your uniforms?"
"How did I not realize you were the bad guy?" he asked, ready to stride in front of her if she tried to run. "Let's make this easy. Tell me who you are and what you can do and I won't drag you to security. Got it?"
He hoped she ran.