grumpy-gillls:
Ziggy was set up in his makeshift station. He had been trailing a particular person all day, and he was just now in a position to finish the job. He had contemplated a few ways of how to take the man out, but he decided to go for a silent plasma shot to the back of his head. He just had to wait for the man to be in the right spot and-
Suddenly, and without warning, the man that Ziggy was watching, grabbed the purse of a woman and took off running. The mercenary cursed under his breath, and quickly put the gun away. He just had to get in one more crime before he died. Typical.
With a snarl, he began to follow the thief. Ziggy was about to start running after him when… Something else caught his eye.
The scene unfolded, like something straight out of a comic book. It was perfect, and in an instant the adrenaline rush of it all came back to him. Star Fighter immediately rushed from his perch, taking off at full speed after the thief. He may not have been as fast as Benji, but he could certainly out-maneuver anyone in a chase or flight.
Slowly he gained, cutting corners when he could and his long legs vaulting over small objects thrown behind the thief once he realized he was being chased. The masked hero got close, but with a quick turn the thief produced a gun. Fuck.
He shifted his weight, falling down into a slide in the attempt to maybe take out the man’s feet and dodge a bullet at the same time. It wizzed over him, and he prayed a civilian wasn’t hurt. His feet didn’t quite make contact with the criminal, but his hand shot up from below and grasped onto his arm, forcing him to drop the back and attempt to engage in a fist fight.
Originally posted by genuineprocrastinator
