Five Finger Discount....(open)

[marrow]

It was nighttime in the mall. Nevar chased after a petty theif who thought it would be so easy to steal from the mall. What he had stolen was something small, just a new CD. None the less, the theif ticked off Nebvar, or rather Richard, who changed into Nevar. "Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos!!" Nevar shouted, using telekinesis to pick up a trash can and drop it on the thief, and the thief trapped long enough for the police to arrive. Nevar then returned the merchandise. In return, the manager of the shop tried to repay Nevar with a CD player and a copy of the CD. He accepted the player, but not the CD. Nevar then promptly sat down on the trash can to wait for the police to come and pick up the crook, who was now pounding on the sides of his "prison."

[ferus]

"Nice," Ferus commented quietly. "Do you always stay for the cops to arrive?"

He was perched on a ledge on the second floor, balanced perfectly on the glass rail that kept curious mall-goers from falling onto the floor below. His tan eyes swept the strange person who was apparently trying to pick off the petty thieves running around the mall late at night. He had never seen this person before, but his powers seemed similar to those of the well-known Titan, Raven. It was interesting, to say the least, but at least he wasn't doing anything dangerous to innocent people. Those powers were dangerous in the wrong hands.

"Personally, I prefer to avoid direct contact with law enforcement," he continued. "Despite their intentions, their hands are bound by the law and they don't always act in the best interest of the general population."

[marrow]

"That depends, if it's something that can be really permanent until the internal hemorrhoids arrive." Nevar said, roughly kicking the garbage can as the thief kept beating on it. Nevar over all, found them a pain to have to deal with. He got sneered at if he caught them, he got sneered at if he let them. "I completely agree, they are a pain in the ass, and chastise you if you don't do everything by the book." Never said, pulling out his notebook and starting to write in it. "Or that's my experience, at least. That and they're never happy with whatever you do." Nevar paused his writing for a bit, thought for a few seconds then continued. "So, how may I refer to you?" Nevar asked. "My name is Nevar, known 'lovingly' as 'poey' to the police." Nevar stressed the sarcasm on the word lovingly. He seemed to have a general dislike of the police. In truth, it was more like a mutual hatred. Nevar might even go far enough to describe it as enmity.

[ferus]

"You can call me Ferus," he said. "That's what our dear friends in blue prefer to label me. I never interface with them directly, since I'm pretty sure that they would arrest me as soon as they figured out who I was."

An amused smile touched his face as he looked up at the ceiling, staring at nothing. His expression said good times, good times. He wasn't law enforcement's favorite person, despite the fact that he was trying to help keep the city safe. In their eyes, he was a wild card. They couldn't manipulate him, they couldn't influence him in anyway, they couldn't even predict what he would do. While it kept him free, it also didn't make him any friends. Plus, they had never seen his face. They didn't have leverage over him, and he liked it that way. They didn't. Besides, if the government found out who he really was, the lab would come looking to get him back.

"They don't much like people they can't control, no matter the allegience," he explained.

He could hear the police scanner in the police car that was coming for the pickup, but in a mall that size, there was no limit to the places he could hide if things went awry.

[marrow]

Nevar nodded in agreement. "What I hate even more is when you make the catch and they take the credit." Nevar said, adjusting his mask slightly. He wasn't the law enforcements favorite person either. They thought Nevar was dangerous due to horror stories about Raven. The incident where she traumatized Dr. Light specifically probably. Nevar didn't care though. He had all sorts of little tricks planned. Nevar's most recent, and possibly his favorite addition to his arsenal was some smoke bombs he had made, along with a set of lock picks hidden in his sleeves. "So, heard any good jokes recently while those who take forever get here?" Nevar asked. He gave off a rather bored sigh with his words.

[ferus]

"Oh, don't worry about passing the time," he said. "They'll be here in about a minute or so, depending on how fast they walk. And that depends entirely on whether they're academy jocks or donut fiends. Based by the sound, I'm leaning toward donut fiend."

His eyes were filled with laughter as he spoke. For anyone else, it would be astonishing that he could balance on the ledge as he was while laughing. For Ferus, balance was second nature. He very rarely had to think about it. Good thing, too, because his mind was occupied with things that were more important, such as what routes were open for his own concealment. His mind raced over the scenarios, but he looked as if he was doing nothing more than glancing around the spacious mall.

"His partner is...uh," he cleared his throat self-conciously, "relieving himself before they confront the situation."

A super sense of hearing wasn't always a good thing...

[marrow]

Nevar face-palmed. "Bloody morons...." he said, using his thumb and for finger to massage his temples. "They are really idiots...." Nevar kicked the trash can with his heel once again. "Shut up you!" he shouted, resting his chin on his hand. Nevar was losing patients both with the police and the criminal. "Why me, why is it always me that has to deal with the idiotic one?" Nevar asked, turning to Ferus. Never kicked the can once again, this time striking hard enough to make a puncture.

"FINALLY!!! I CAN BREATHE! THAT's WHAT I WANTED YOU ASSHOLE!" the criminal shouted at Nevar.

"Oh shut up, you wouldn't be in that thing if you hadn't tolen in the 1st place." Nevar said. He once again kicked the trash can as the Criminal let out several foul oaths.

[ferus]

"Besides, if you had enough air to scream the second he kicked a hole in it, I doubt your life was in any danger," Ferus observed calmly, not even bothering to look.

He kept out of the line of sight of the trash can. The last thing he needed was for some criminal to know what his face looked like. Even if he didn't want to use it against Ferus, there are those who would treasure such knowledge above the criminal's life, such as the scientists. And the criminals he'd caught without being seen. He hadn't made many friends in Jump, and he didn't want to have to worry about it.

His head turned toward the arriving officers who were only just out of sight. Their footsteps affirmed Ferus's assessment of their weight, and he smiled before standing, still somehow maintaining his balance on the rail.

"That's my cue," he announced. "See ya around."

With that, he walked off and out of sight. His footsteps were completely silent, as if he was floating rather than walking.

((Ferus out.))

[marrow]

"All yours." Nevar said, jumping off the trash can. He then tipped it and kicked it towards the police. "Have fun." Nevar said, before taking his leave also. He then walked out of the mall and seemed to disappear into the night. Nevar then went about with some general patrols. Afterwards, Nevar found a nice place and started writing. He then, rather than writing poetry or a short story, wrote a short record of the days events. Nevar then chaned into his Richard clothes and went home.