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Jinx & Mark in Runeterra
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Running running running dodging running -

- what happens if she surrounds a robot in total darkness?

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The leader of the group coming down the side hall makes a distressed beep, and goes down in a tangle of limbs. Its followers trip over it almost immediately.

Jinx grins, pulling her Zapper from her hoodie pocket as she runs. "Nice!"

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Cool. She darkens more robots, particularly any that are trying to shoot at them. The darkness takes a little concentration to maintain, but not a ton.

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Great, robots on the landing in front of the door to the roof. Zapper bolt to the chest of the closest one, kick it into the second, shit the third one's got a bead on her -

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Not anymore it doesn't!

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And now it has a boot in its face as well. Door's still unlocked good out out out - 

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Out they go! Back to the other roof or what?

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Back to the other roof and back down the stairs! 

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Whee!

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Back to the apartment they came in through! Annnnd stop?

Jinx closes the door behind them and sits down. 

"Okay, we've got a few minutes, they'd have to check every door and there's no sign of forced entry here, they probably know we're in this building but I don't think any of them got a good look at us, if we quickly break down the bigger items so we can stash them then we can probably walk right through them before they form a proper cordon."

She pulls the rifle on her shoulder into her lap, and starts disassembling it. 

"Enjoying my life so far?"

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"Your life is great."

Everything Ruava picked up is already in her pockets. This makes for some suspiciously bulgy pockets, but she redistributes a few things and then it's not so bad.

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"You're not half bad either. Light magic there, blinding them?"

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"Yep! It seemed helpful."

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"It definitely was!" 

Jinx grins, and absently stands up to wander around the room as she sets to work disassembling the bulkier of her pistols. Yep, this sure is someone's apartment. Much tidier than Jinx's, though. Neat pile of paperwork on the central table, long leather coat thrown over a chair... She absently opens a door and looks into the bedroom. Deep blue dress laid out on the bed, along with a purple top hat. Jeez, who has a sense of fashion like that? I mean, there are lenses attached to that hat, what a weird fashion statement.

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Wait.

Jinx points at the hat. 

"Hat." 

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...Ruava last saw that hat on a game piece.

"...hat," she agrees. "Um. Do we need to be out of here."

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"Uh fuck let me think. Good news, the person who lives here is almost certainly out on business. Bad news, when she hears that this building has us in it she's going to be coming straight here in case somebody's targeting her. Really bad news is that this is gonna look a thousand percent like we just deliberately broke into the chief of police's home. Uuuuuuuuuhhhhh should I leave a note and say 'sorry accident'? That would be dumb she wouldn't believe us so yeah we'd better runAt least I don't look like me?" 

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"I bet I could make the note believable but running immediately seems safer."

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"Yeah I'm gonna leave this chunky pistol as a gift for Cait and just go."

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"Sounds good!"

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Out onto the balcony! Any bots inconveniently looking this way? No? Okay, down down down down - 

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Down down down this part is kinda fun really.

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And casually out of the alley, we are just two everyday citizens, good morning officerbot, what is all the shouting and beeping about?

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Ruava does a remarkably good impression of someone who is actually completely innocent.

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Officerbot seems rather preoccupied. Perhaps his police chief is breathing down his neck about something? He hardly even looks away from the doors of the building, just waving this pair of fine upstanding citizens on through. 

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