Re: Ark City, South District - Residential
Captain Extreme stepped out of the dark alleyway and dusted off his shoulder. Nonchalantly he pulled a cigarette out of one of his costume's many pockets and lit it, extinguishing his lighter with a practiced flick of his wrist. "Go home, Freddie," he grumbled towards the alley. "Put some ice on it. And if I ever catch you doing stupid shit like this again, you're doing the 'go home' bit in your underpants." He received nothing but a half-unconscious groan as an answer, but that was good enough for Cap. He rammed his gloved hands into his pockets and started walking down the streets. As his way led him past a clearly shaken, wide-eyed young woman, the leather-clad superhero tossed her a wallet without slowing down. "This is yours, I figure. Five percent finder's reward already taken. Captain Extreme appreciates your business. You're welcome." The woman sighed and rifled through her wallet. Upon finding that the masked man had indeed only taken a couple of dollars reward, she called out after him. "Hey, what the FUCK, man? Castellan never takes five percent!" "Yeah well, Castellan doesn't have to get Freddie's face cleaned out of his gauntlets. Next time, don't get your fucking wallet stolen," Cap replied in kind and gave her the middle finger over his shoulder. "Ungrateful bitch," he grumbled and headed into another alleyway. Sizing up a fire escape ladder, he decided to get a better viewpoint for the rest of the patrol.
