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[nightwild]

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[rockedsnowball]

[... that's a really good point, actually. She does seem to have the wind taken out of her sails momentarily, but.]

... I watched you come out of the store. After that big crowd left. You were alone, and you came out with a bag that was definitely not that full when you went in- And there was no one inside to pay.

[sweetaspie]

...And you went after me instead of the big crowd? That's a little rude, isn't it?

[ Not that the crowd had really done anything besides be obnoxious, and unwittingly run a distraction. ]

[rockedsnowball]

Oh, don't worry. Junker has the crowd handled.

[you know, the guy in giant power armor. great for crowd control.]

[sweetaspie]

Figures. Have to travel in a pack, don't you.

[ Well. She'll swing her bag off of her shoulder, grumbling a bit. ]

You just want the money back, right?

[rockedsnowball]

Yes, that's right. Stealing is wrong...

You should apologize to the clerk, too.

[sweetaspie]

Yeah, you're right. Let's see... it should be... ah, shoot!

[ An exclamation as the woman bumps something, rolling a capsule out of her bag... hitting the ground, it's a smoke bomb! If she's successful, she's going to use that to try and start the chase in the other direction, running right past Snowflake. ]

[rockedsnowball]

Ah-!

[Crap. Still, it's not going to stop her- As soon as she realizes what's going on, she gives chase, a rail of ice forming in front of her as she grinds along it, swiftly catching up...]

You won't escape!

[sweetaspie]

Damn it-- get lost already!

[ There's no way she can shake her, so she resorts to plan B: which is to Use Gun. She fires back at Snowflake, not particularly precise... and if by coincidence one hits her, she'll notice that they're just pellets.

Yeah, she's not actually packing this time around. ]

[rockedsnowball]

[Bullets? Shit. Snowflake raises a wall of ice in front of her to absorb the bullets- They're obviously bullets, the idea that they aren't hasn't even crossed her mind, because that's obviously a gun. But this also kills her forward momentum.

.... Until she jumps out from behind the ice, now wielding two guns of her own- Guns made of ice, of course. She fires bullets of ice into the ground in front of her, trying to stop the escape... And hoping this doesn't escalate into an actual firefight.]

Don't make your crimes worse!

[sweetaspie]

[ Fuck. Fuckfuckfuckfuck--

She comes to a stop, glancing between the ice bullets and the superhero coming at her. All this trouble for her... if she knew it would have been this serious, she would've actually packed heat. Which means, she'll have to use her last resort then: ]

Hold it! Wait a second, time out!

[rockedsnowball]

[well

the good news is, that worked

She skids to a halt-]

Huh? Are you surrendering?

[sweetaspie]

I wanna make a deal! Can't you just let me off this once? Just today!

[rockedsnowball]

Of course I can't let you off!

[sweetaspie]

The hell you can't! Think about it, who the hell did I even just steal from?

[rockedsnowball]

A convenience store!

[sweetaspie]

Right. I didn't steal from the clerk, or the guys fucking with the clerk, I stole from the store itself. The store's got no feelings.

[rockedsnowball]

The store's money still pays the people who work there. And the store needs money to keep itself in business.

[sweetaspie]

The store can afford to take a loss. If the guy gets it pinned on him, it'll be a lesson for him to keep his eyes on the customers.

[rockedsnowball]

So your logic is "it's his fault for being stolen from"?

[sweetaspie]

No. It's wrong place, wrong time.

I feel for the guy, I do, but I've got my own problems. I need this stuff.

[rockedsnowball]

If you feel for him, then give it back. It's not yours to take.

[sweetaspie]

And it's not his to defend with his life either. It's mine now.

[ She's holding onto the bag fairly tightly, conviction clear in her eyes. Quite a lot for a petty criminal, but she's standing her ground, as bad of an idea as it is. ]

Besides. I know you're not going to let me go after I give it back. I can't afford to spend any time anywhere else.

[rockedsnowball]

What are you so desperate for?!

[She's getting frustrated- She is way more comfortable with villains who just attack, or run away, instead of trying to argue it.]

[sweetaspie]

Because--

[ A brief amount of hesitation. Trying to come up with some kind of out. Instead, she just narrows her eyes. ]

Because sometimes, life doesn't leave you with that many options left.

[rockedsnowball]

[...

Snowflake's guns melt and evaporate. But she isn't letting her guard down- She's approaching.]

It's never right to take that away from others.