Luckily the man outside with the police scanner heard the units being despatched and managed to alert his comrades in time to escape with maybe half the loot they had been expecting. When the alarm at the bank was triggered by one of the robbers rooting around behind the desk a little too enthusiastically, okay, that was just bad luck. Theoretically speaking, it could all have been a coincidence. Micah: "Waiter, if you could call me a Taxi please." *The racoon waddles up to Micah, jumping from the ground to his shoulder.* Micah: "So if you'll excuse me there's something else I need to do now. *Suddenly, with senses honed by years of adventures and dangers, the creased face of the adventurer sees a brief flash out the window.* Micah: "Well you're right, in truth, they mistranslated a word on the ancient scrolls, you see the Horrors weren't from the vasty deep, but the Briny Deep and couldn't survive on the surface so." The racoon screeches and flees into the drapes while other guests converge to recover their belongings.* Then he leans forward, grabs a fork, and hurls it at a passing grey blur, knocking several pounds of assorted jewelry out of a frying pan Bandit was using to transport his loot. Thorn, surely your book is exaggerating, you didn't really manage to take down all 9 blood-cultists before they could speak a single word and summon the Horrors of the Vasty Deep?" *Across town, at an embassy dinner, Micah Thorn is chatting up the guests.*īeautiful Female Guest: "But really Mr. He lifts both into the air, then dissappears into the night swiftly. These two can't be older than 10 year olds. Quickly diving, he restrains the criminals. Inadvertently, an enormous cloud has formed over him. Yes, you could see the stars were not this a city so clouded by buildings and lights. There are less conspicuous ways to deliver messages. for this stranger can fly! And away he goes, looking annoyed. He falls, apparently dead.īut no! It was merely a dive. then the lightning comes down, hitting the mysterious figure. I wonder why I keep doing this, it's not like I have heard anything in months. Dressed in strangely colourful yellow and black. A thin, slender figure lay on top of a tall building, across the New Covenant Home for the Mentally Ill.
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