Oh hey! Now they had a map! Neat. Elke ignored the fact that there was no glass littering the floor, and that most of the people in the general vicinity had turned right around and speed walked in the other direction. The fourteen year old used her clones hair like reins, and steered her struggling mount to follow the Roach.

At least until they got stopped by some stupid mall cop. Did those things even have any power at all? Like... seriously. A mall cop. She watched the short exchange in relative silence, only broken by the grunts of her over encumbered twin.

Even though the guard made no outward sign that he planned on ruining their evening, Elke was well acquainted to people who wore badges. Badges were bad, any kind. Didn't matter if it was shiny and made of metal, or if it lamely announced to the world that your name was John.

The Native shared a glance with the twin on Roaches shoulders, nodded, and then shared a glance with the twin under her. One final nod, and the three of them knew exactly what to do. "Twenty-three, nine, thirteen, HIKE!" The leaning tower of Elke lurked forward, executing a punch to the crotch on the security guard from the lowest clone, a punch to the sternum from Elke herself, and a foot to the face from the clone sitting on Roaches shoulders.

The sternum punch and foot-to-face barely fazed him, but the fist to his sensitive man parts dropped him like a sack of puppies.

"Cheese it! Elke tugged her clone via the hair to run off to the left, fully expecting Roach to follow.

Roach watched as Elke beat the security guard down for next to no reason.

He stood there staring at the man as Elke ran off, yelling something about a cheesy snack item.


The next thing they knew they wee both standing outside of the mall's entrance.

"Well... We didn't need to take pictures in there anyways. I suppose it's slightly detrimental that we are both banned from the mall for all eternity, but I also suppose I was never much of a mall person."

He looked about for a moment, and then tossed the clone on his shoulders into the nearest garbage can.

"Where to now, my boy?! We could always take the pictures we do have to your contact, to see if he has any requests? Perhaps I could bet reimbursed for these cameras?"

Well... Malls were for losers, anyway.

...

Didn't stop her from being sore about getting caught, though. If a certain clone would have just kept running instead of tripping over her own feet, she probably would have made it. The twin in question received a glare, as she dusted herself off.

"I'm tired of doin' this the nice way. How about he head over to his place and just mug people for their shoes on the way?" The clone who'd ended up in the garbage clambered back out, now sporting a rather fashionable banana peel hat, and joined her sisters. Elke slapped a half eaten muffin out of her hands before she had the change to stuff it in her face.

"You've got the muscle, so you could hold em down while we wrestle their shoes off and take some pictures. yeah?"