The air grew warm around them and Androit warped to them, the gun still aimed at them.
"The less you cooperate, the more force I am required to use." With his free hand, he retrieved another bizzare object that glowed a brilliant blue, matching the hue of his eyes. He was quick to approach the downed shifter, but paused when another shifter appeared. He turned towards her to analyze the situation, raising the gun. "Halt." But he was surprised not to see an individual there. He detected another supernatural nearby, but they must have shifted into something smaller. He searched about himself before finding an unfamiliar, tiny creature near them.
Although he could simply capture a mouse, he had to reconsider. Wasting energy and effort on one shifter instead of the two he'd already immobilized would be foolish. And if he stunned her with the plastic bullets, it could kill her, as she was much smaller than the other two. So Androit, making up his mind, disregarded the mouse shifter and started after the fox shifter, whom was attempting to get away.
"I do not wish to use additional force." He approached her collapsed form, stepping in front of her so she wouldn't crawl away. He was notified of her injury, and his unnaturally bright gaze lowered to her wrist. The muscles appeared sprained, and the flesh above it looked irritated. Pocketing his weapon, he took her wrist and examined it closely, attempting to determine what had happened to it. Then he unlocked the cuffs with the intention of binding her. But he needed to notify Mark so he could help relocate them safetly.
He made a strange, high-pitched beep as he contacted him, his pupils dilating.
"Sir, I have immobilized two supernaturals. Your presense is requested." He snapped a photo of the fox shifter, then turned his attention to the other he still needed to inspect to take her photograph as well.
