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May 11, 2024 6:06:44 GMT -6
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Well placed because Quin had felt it with her powers and seen it out of the corner of her eye. Thank goodness for empty 2-liters of soda...not that the kid would have hit her if he'd shot anyway. It was the one saving grace of violent movies, most of them did a terrible job of teaching shooting form. Besides, most guns couldn't fire with all their plastic parts melted.
As he fell, as ungracefully as possible, Officer Archer followed him to the ground, skidding slightly on gravel as she came up beside him. A moment later her zip ties zipped, rights were read, and the kid cursed some more as he was hauled to his feet. It wasn't the whole gang, but they'd managed to nab a few.
"Watch your mouth." Quin said, lips pursed together as she surveyed the scene. A few gang members were down, but no police. Help would arrive soon, and hopefully they could get things cleaned up.
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