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“Ahaha! So you’re saying I can’t even take a peek inside? Just a tiiiiiny one?” It didn’t take long for crime to root itself deep in the city once it had taken its full form. Ruby had expected as much, but she hadn’t expected how much of a demand there’d end up being for people to put crime lords and the like in their place. Bounties. As a Huntress it was something she could and would do if it meant making the city a little safer, but she’d definitely never take a request where the target was wanted dead.
Casinos ran rampant in the Golden Ward, and since it was near the waterfront there also had a tendency to be a lot of warehouses. And in one of those warehouses existed her target. A man by the name of Cotton Eye Jack, a notorious gang leader that had been conning people out of their money in his shady casino.
But then these bodyguards had gotten in her way, and well…
She sighed loudly. “Okay then. When you wake up, don’t act like I didn’t try this this nice way.” They looked confused as the girl reached for a small, metallic pack on her back, and that confusion quickly turned to concern as a scythe blade erupted from one end, a spike from the other. They reached for their guns but were too late to react to being smacked in the heads by the dull outer edge of Crescent Rose, knocking them out almost immediately
Glancing over her shoulder and past the scythe she had resting there, she waved at an albino boy she’d noticed mid-conversation. He didn’t look like these guys at all, so she figured he had other business here. “You coming?”
As expected, trouble found its way through the cracks yet again. Normally, trouble found him due to his... troublesome reputation, but today was a little different. Accelerator was the one who deliberately sought it out this time, experience telling him that big cities like this always had something brewing right under people’s noses, hiding in plain sight. And it looks like he wasn’t the only one to sniff it out today. It was over before it even started. Those men probably weren’t in business long enough to realize that denying people, especially curious teenagers, would end in concussion up against the street’s curb. The weapon was something else, though Accelerator found it a bit odd; normally something would so many moving parts would be flimsy... unless it was really well cared for.
“Why didn’t you just kill them?” Rhetorical. Of course he knew, but he needed to be sure that this girl wasn’t just putting up a front. God knows he knew a lot of people who can smile just as sweetly and yet were all scornful underneath. His hand reached for his choker, turning it on just in case as he slowly approached her. “They know your face now and will likely retaliate later on. Crushing them here would do you better.” He would have done it in the past, but he no longer spilled blood. Not unnecessarily, at least. So was this girl the same?











