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New York City. The Big Apple also dubbed as the city that never sleeps. Lights and loud music could be heard from numerous establishments. People loitered the streets, some already drunk, others on their way to get hammered as they passed through streets. The moonlight barely assisted to illuminate the streets along with lamps that constantly flickered.
Beyond the party-goers and late-night employees that wandered, there was also a pair that was wide awake even at the dead of night. Known to the city as Noir and Dr. Telk. Both famous for vastly different reasons. The number of banks that Dr. Telk has robbed could rival the number of stars in the American flag. In Antithesis, the number of criminals that Noir has brought to justice under vigilantism great in number. After all, just like the city itself, crime never sleeps. Neither police abiding citizens and in fact, are equally wanted by the police yet the two were in different spectrums of the public view. One tagged a villain, and other tagged a hero. The two are always played the game of cat and mouse.
Even now, Noir hopped from roof to roof. Long black hair tied into a single ponytail flowed with the wind as she stepped on air to cross the gaps. True to her name, Noir was dressed in a black full body with a coat that fluttered with the wind. A pair of escrima sticks hung on her belt along with other useful items. Combat boots crunched against concrete roof as she ran through. Her mask covered half of her face, but her bright blue shined even through the night.
Another rooftop was passed as she continued the chase. The sound of a blearing alarm and police sirens could be heard in the background, audible but faded as the path of police cars on ground are easily blocked. It's why Noir preferred the high ground, it was easier to see her target as well as the route to take. Honestly, Dr. Telk wasn't difficult to see most of the time. White hair and an equally white attire stuck out like a sore thumb. Funnily enough, their respective outfits were ironic given their natures. Perhaps it was because there was no need to hide at all. Even by himself, the man was powerful enough to escape capture every single time.
There were times when Noir would be able to prevent the crime, and times where it would be a chase to recover the stolen goods instead. Well, either way, Noir would still chase Dr. Telk even if he didn't have any goods. They were evenly matched. Both experienced wins and losses to the point where it felt like a game. As long as people weren't hurt, of course. When she spotted an opening to intercept, she moved down as if she ran on stairs made of air.
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Beyond the party-goers and late-night employees that wandered, there was also a pair that was wide awake even at the dead of night. Known to the city as Noir and Dr. Telk. Both famous for vastly different reasons. The number of banks that Dr. Telk has robbed could rival the number of stars in the American flag. In Antithesis, the number of criminals that Noir has brought to justice under vigilantism great in number. After all, just like the city itself, crime never sleeps. Neither police abiding citizens and in fact, are equally wanted by the police yet the two were in different spectrums of the public view. One tagged a villain, and other tagged a hero. The two are always played the game of cat and mouse.
Even now, Noir hopped from roof to roof. Long black hair tied into a single ponytail flowed with the wind as she stepped on air to cross the gaps. True to her name, Noir was dressed in a black full body with a coat that fluttered with the wind. A pair of escrima sticks hung on her belt along with other useful items. Combat boots crunched against concrete roof as she ran through. Her mask covered half of her face, but her bright blue shined even through the night.
Another rooftop was passed as she continued the chase. The sound of a blearing alarm and police sirens could be heard in the background, audible but faded as the path of police cars on ground are easily blocked. It's why Noir preferred the high ground, it was easier to see her target as well as the route to take. Honestly, Dr. Telk wasn't difficult to see most of the time. White hair and an equally white attire stuck out like a sore thumb. Funnily enough, their respective outfits were ironic given their natures. Perhaps it was because there was no need to hide at all. Even by himself, the man was powerful enough to escape capture every single time.
There were times when Noir would be able to prevent the crime, and times where it would be a chase to recover the stolen goods instead. Well, either way, Noir would still chase Dr. Telk even if he didn't have any goods. They were evenly matched. Both experienced wins and losses to the point where it felt like a game. As long as people weren't hurt, of course. When she spotted an opening to intercept, she moved down as if she ran on stairs made of air.
@Parker_Here
