- Kratos felt the suddenly weight on his back and he drifted down a little bit before he straightened out again. "It's fine- I'm okay, he answered quickly. He kept on going just a bit faster than the cops. But he knew he could go much faster. He would be able to lose the cops if he wanted to. And it seemed like that's what this guy wanted too. Despite that Kratos allowed this guy to continue his attack on the cops. One explosion of lighting after another. Was it getting rid of the cops? Kratos jerked his head back when he heard a bullet fly past his head. That was a little... close. He glanced back for a moment before deciding to start going up to his full speed. He put more power into his wing beats and moved them faster. He ducked his head down a bit and made himself more aerodynamic. Steadily he began picking up more and more speed. The space between them and the cops started gaining. Hopefully at this rate he would be able to pull far enough away that the cops would lose track of them.
Clint continued his walk toward his apartment. It had been rather silent with nothing much going on. That was until he heard the yells, of what seemed to be anger, coming from a group of unfriendly looking dudes. Suspicion ran through him but Clint shrugged it off and continued walking. But not long after that he was rounding a corner and heard something moving near some trashbags, along with the sound of breathing. That was weird. Slowly, Clint put his bag of equipment down and began approaching the noise. He was confused at first but then he suddenly saw a male sitting inbetween the trashbags. Was this kid alright? "Hey," he said, holding his hands out a bit to show he wouldn't hurt him, "Are you okay? You seem a little freaked out..."





