Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25631224-20170608024339/@comment-4681758-20170608145726

As Ciarán was catching up with the truck, he caught a glimpse of a maroon blur on a rooftop, that seemed to run parallel with the truck.

''Could be a reserve or their fence or something... But I can handle one of them alone. Right now, I need to get them to stop.''

As he cut through an alley to get ahead of the truck, Ciarán left his motorcycle behind and grappled onto the side of the truck, digging in with his gauntlet's claws and began tearing the passenger-side door off its hinges as the thieves started firing at him.