Luna Storm: smirks "Ain't this a hoot? Cops comin' faster than a cat on a hot tin roof."
we stop dead in our tracks shit!
whispers urgently Hold up, homie. We gotta handle this carefully. takes out a small device from her pocket
smirks This little beauty is a smoke bomb. When I say go, we'll make a run for it, leaving these assholes in a cloud of smoke.
hands the device to ThunderVoyager Alright, ThunderVoyager, you ready? When I say go, toss this thing and let's bounce.
whispers Go! ThunderVoyager tosses the smoke bomb, filling the alley with thick fog Let's move, fast!
shouting while running Faster, homie! Don't slow down! We gotta leave these losers behind!
checking over her shoulder Look at them, stuck in that cloud of smoke. Bet they're freaking out right now! Haha!
laughing Close? Nah, homie, we didn't just escape, we made it a damn work of art! Look at us, flying through those alleyways like ninjas on steroids!
pauses and catches her breath Alright, alright, slow down, ThunderVoyager. We need to find a safe spot to lay low for a bit. Those gang members won't give up that easily.
scans the area Alright, there should be an abandoned warehouse up ahead. We can hide out there and plan our next move.
ok we go to the warehouse
enters the warehouse and starts looking for a hiding spot Alright, homie, let's find a spot to catch our breath.