Administring justice!

[Mirage]

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From the shadows a form stalked a man walking his dog. The shadow's purple cape rustled in the wind as his eyes peered through his black mask at his target. His hands, covered in rubber gloves rubbed his weapons, which were ready at his disposal. Tucked in his belt was a single bundle of wire, good for multiple purposes, such as strangling serious perpetrators. In various pockets on the inside of his cape five kunai, fifteen shuriken and two fragmentation grenades were hidden, ready to be deployed at any moment for offensive purposes. For a more peaceful approach he also carries goggles, two sting grenades, two smoke grenades and two stun grenades.

Moving behind a trashcan he would make sure not to dirty his grey spandex uniform, over which he donned his underwear. Don't ask, it's a superhero thing. Silently Mirage peaked his head around the corner of the object to observe his target, limiting the movement of his brown rubber boots to avoid unnecessary sounds. The glow in the dark question mark attached to his hood via a spring bobbled a bit as he moved his head sideways. His target was still walking his dog, but he indeed did look suspicious...

The man looked at the sudden appearance of the low light near the trashcan, causing Mirage to duck behind his cover again. Maybe having a glow in the dark question mark bobbing from your head and a similar big 'M' on your chest did not promote stealth. They did look soooooo good though. Glaring around the trashcan again he would observe how the man would scoop up his dogs waste with a brown paper bag and dispose of it in a nearby bin. Apparently this person was an upstanding citizen after all.

Looking at the moon Mirage estimated the time to be around ten in the evening. Still a lot of crime fighting ahead. It was time to take the fight for justice to the rooftops! Grabbing onto a nearby drainage pipe the defender in the dark started to climb up the side of one of these townhouses. After five meters however he heard an ominous squeak. "oh shit..." Slowly the pipe started to bend, there was no time for the nimble hero to go up or down as the highest part of the pipe detached itself from the roof and started to bend backwards. "Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit!" Five seconds later he was unceremoniously deposited in a dumpster. Climbing out he would pluck pieces of orange peels from his cloak. It was going to be a freaking long night for this dark knight.

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[Persephoneღ]

[Mirage]

Brushing the last pieces of filth from his cloak he would look quickly up and down the street as he readjusted the bobbing question mark on his head. Mirage froze as soon as his eyes met the woman. Not only has she seen him, she was also laughing at him! Crime fighting is anything but funny! Despite the fact that her appearance was beautiful and everything she donned perfectly accentuated that fact it was a bit lost on Mirage. Probably had to do with the fact that was about thirteen year old. Quickly he assessed the situation, she was clearly not a villain... She was not immediate need for help either.

However, there was room here for some superhero action. A woman, alone at night on the street, surely she needed protection from the dangers of the night! "Hello there..." Shit! Boy voice! He coughed and lowered his voice and made it a bit raspy. "Uhmm... Hello there citizen! Do you require assistance? The night is dangerous..." yes, that sounded very superhero-y and ominous. He was really getting the hang of this.

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[Persephoneღ]

[Mirage]

"Well uhm... I could escort you wherever it is you are going. Keep you safe and such. Or perhaps you need any specific hero stuff done. I have a lot of experience!" That was what superheroes did right? Mirage knew, he had been doing this for two years now. Tonight was however one of the quietest nights he had ever seen. Usually there was at least someone littering if there were no robberies to interrupt. Perhaps it was the early autumn cold that was keeping all the villains of the street.

Mirage stretched and yawned. He should really start considering this a full time job, start slumbering during the day. Staying up for this long was killing him. "Oh... Well... You don't happen to have any crimes to report? Anything suspicious. I'm starting to get a bit bored actually. It's quiet tonight." And in an even more ominous voice he added, whilst narrowing his his eyes: "Too quiet for my liking..." Pretending to look up at the almost full moon that peeked beyond the clouds Mirage actually studied the drainage pipe he had ruined. Unfortunately he had no way to repair it. Not that it really mattered, the rain would still be drained from the roof, it would just fall a bit further than before. Nothing he could do at this moment.

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[Persephoneღ]

[Mirage]

No crime, no heroics to be done. Just someone out for a stroll. This sure was one shitty evening for superheroes. One thing however caught his attention. "Escort? You mean like a bodyguard? Are you a mercenary?" Suspiciously he eyed her from behind his mask. She didn't really look like one, but it could be a ruse.

As for the shops... "You seem a bit lost in any case, this is more of a living area. The main street is over there." He spoke, pointing past the little patch of grass where he had seen the man with his dog earlier. Beyond it stood a few houses, but behind those was the main shopping street of this town. Not that there was much to do here anyway. Even though he never really looked at the shops here he could imagine that this town had not much to offer for a young woman in search of the latest fashion. The assumption was a bit stereotypical, but she was a woman, and women wanted clothes right? Oh and shoes, a woman can never have enough shoes.

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[Persephoneღ]

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[Mirage]

Confused Mirage scratched the back of his head as the lady explained what her line of work entailed. "Wow, that's... Weird... Why would anyone pay for that?" Despite the mask somewhat hiding his features it was clear that he was still more or less oblivious to the nature of this womans work. "So you are basically a friend for hire?" But why keep questioning her profession when she was in clearly need of some heroism? "Of course mylady! I shall guide you through these perilous streets!" The hero exclaimed enthusiastically, pumping his right fist into the air. He would offer her his arm and start to guide across a few streets towards the main street.

"I never caught your name miss." He stated as they entered the shopping street. Apart from a few restaurants and bars all the shops were closed, although the lit étalages still gave a nice view of the inventories of the various stores. He stopped in front of one of the shops. It displayed a wide variety of clothing, each having a logo that depicted a moose. "This is the newest store here. Apparently they have some of the best and newest fashion here, although I must admit it is a bit lost on me."

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