⋨♘⋩ The other student jumped up suddenly, dialing a number and speaking quickly to what sounded like the police. Kazu peered outside, watching the robbery carefully and spotting the van the other spoke of. He reached down and kicked off his indoor shoes, switching to the Flame Regalia. No one would care that he had Treks on inside; he was leaving anyway.
When he leaned back straight again, running out to the front, he was just in time to watch the soccer ball hit the display and the entire thing collapse pathetic. He lifted an eyebrow at the other student wondering what in the hell that was supposed to accomplish other than just alerting the driver to speed away.
Whatever it was that student was trying to do, it didn't matter. With the van speeding off and the teenager with a death wish sprinting towards the convenience store, Kazu decided his speed was better used to catch the van than against a machine gun. He kicked over to the display stand and picked up a wood stake that had been snapped into a sharp point by the soccer ball, then started after the van.
It wasn't hard to catch up. After all, Kazu had been racing jets with his Treks and other riders. The Treks speed limiter had been broken and there was almost no limit to how quickly one could ride. And, needless to say, Kazu was one of the fastest, being the Flame King and all. He tried not to brag about it much to himself. Even now, the title still seemed surreal but he was.
And there he was, caught up to the van in a matter of second, speeding beside the driver window. The driver turned and both Kazu and the robber met eye contact. The driver raised an eyebrow then his jaw dropped comically in pure shock to see the boy just seemingly sprinting outside his window. Kazu grinned and waved before stabbing the stake into the front wheel and promptly popping it.
The car spun out of control, nearly missing the blond as he jumped into the air to avoid being struck by the front end, spinning over the top of the car and landing on the otherside. The sedan slammed into a telephone pole and stopped abruptly. Kazu stood and skated over to the car, peering inside to spot the driver, dazed but alive. Good. He had avoided murdering people thus far, he didn't want to start now.
Returning to the driver's door, he forced it open with a good heave and pulled the driver out, laying him on the ground and watching him closely to make sure he made no sudden movements. Turning to a nearby man, he handed him the wood stake and motioned to the driver. "If he moves, just give him a good, uh, whack." He made the motion of cracking the stake over the robber's head but it was uneeded because the police showed up anyway to arrest the guy.
⋨♘⋩ Content with the outcome, he decided to return to the coffee shop, praying to make it there, grab his stuff and bugger off before the reporters arrived. They were generally pretty prompt but he didn't want to even bother looking for them. He made quick to gather his stuff, including his shoes, into his backpack and picked up his iced coffee, which wasn't so icy anymore, and tried to leave the scene before anyone could catch him.
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