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[Sanure]

((I think I had tourmaline go towards the banking area, but kinda regretting that if nothing is happening that way.))

[kj1225]

Kyle ditches the glass as he waits for  the others to do something.

[Adragis]

Sandra looks... baffled.
"...um?"

[kj1225]

Kyle tilts his head to her.

[Adragis]

"Is s-something going on...?"

[kj1225]

"Something about New... Jersey right?"

[Powder Miner]

((Evridiki's going left))
Alv looks at the Sloane brothers with some confusion, before glancing at Penelope, and following her easily thanks to his magic boots (though he does check to see if Nicole is keeping pace!). "Uh, right, Argent Gale! I'm following right along!"

[Sl4cker]

Idou looks at the Sloane brothers. "What the- Wh- Who in face are you?!" Man can't even speak right, he's so confused.

[Twi]

"Reward? We got paid to start beatin' the shit out of punks like you just in case you thought a little police brutality was in order. We're just 'onest reporters, tryin' to do our jobs."
The golem responds to being shoved [11 v 13] by grabbing Dackly out of the air and shoving her back. He grins.
"Oh, gettin' a little rowdy, are we? Fine! Boys, let's get 'em-"

~Sloane Brothers Theme [Robospore]~
"Trigger: Strength!"
"Trigger: Chariot!"
As if out of nowhere, a silver-coated fist and a bronze-coated foot slam into the golem, shoving them back a distance as they groan. As Yamal, Gozer and Dackly see who their new allies are, they find...

Armored Riders Sol and Luna.

The Sloane brothers, it seems, have arrived to help the heroes. They stand between Yamal and the wounded bruisers, who are now seemingly cowed by the arrival of reinforcements, who are currently taking their fighting stances.

"Well, 'ello 'ello 'ello, luv! Wot 'ave we 'ere? A bit o' a scrap? And ya didn' invite us? How scandalous!"
"Mind if we crash yer party? Looks like yer havin' a bit o' trouble, luv!"

Yamal blinks.

"This is bullshit."


There is a long, awkward pause.
 Then she blinks again.



"...Nope, still bullshit. Look, I know you're all raring to go, but can we just... not?"

[IamanElfCollaborator]

The bruisers and the Armored Riders look at Yamal like she just suggested they all play strip poker.
".....what, luv?"
"......"

[Sl4cker]

Idou waves his kendo stick around, it crackling with just a little bit of Ripple. "Hey! I thought you guys were enemies! Why are you helping us?"

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"We 'elp or fight who we please, bruv. My bruvva and I, we ain't simple like you wanna think."

[Sl4cker]

Idou glares at them. "Then how can we trust you to be our allies if you could turn on us at any second?! And why are you helping us with.... this, specifically? Asuka might not be here, but make one wrong move and you'll both be getting an encore of my and Chizuru's last performance!"

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"On account of us not bein' stupid enough to turn on you guys while we're surrounded, I think we'll be 'elpin' you for now."

Be careful with yer words, bruv. Yesterday's ally could be tomorrow's enemy and all dat."

[Twi]

The bruisers and the Armored Riders look at Yamal like she just suggested they all play strip poker.
".....what, luv?"
"......"

Yamal sighs pointedly. And loudly. Very loudly. And very pointedly, yes.

"Look, I like fighting as much as the next guy, but this is just ridiculous. You want to beat us up so you can get shitty tabloid news, da? And prevent us from beating you up? Never mind that if we actually were police, and it actually was police brutality, you'd just be getting yourself in more trouble and the correct action would be to sue someone into the ground, da?

This whole thing is really kind of pointless, now that I think about it. Seriously, the drastic measures aren't even worth it to keep off nosy reporters. What are they going to do, print the same nonsense they always do but throw in a few more pictures or something? Why don't we just form a perimeter, fifteen feet out from the heroes or so, and let you clamor and shout on the outside, da? I mean, that'd be the reasonable thing to do, I'm fairly certain."