While she didn't mind the exercise and the opportunity to bask in the sunlight Rachael found it hard to believe that people would walk everywhere, it was a big city after all. In Perth everything had been so spread out, walking somewhere like work or school would take far to long, New York though was likely different in that regard.

"Isn't that inconvenient though?" Rachael asked, "I mean if an emergency crops up you would have to rush to work to pick up your car." Seemed rather silly to her, though it didn't appear as if apartments had an awful lot of room to park a car so it may not been by choice. His comment regarding the frequency of gang attacks didn't exactly inspire confidence in Rachael and she found herself unconsciously stepping closer to the Detective.

Her intuition proved right as a group of four men approached Rachael and the Detective, their eyes uncomfortably lingered on her for a tad to long. However it was the man words that made her go cold, Rachael's eyes darted quickly between Detective Linely and the Precinct just down the road. She didn't want to leave and have the detective fight one against four but at the same time she wanted to be as far from the men as she could.

With the men seemingly squaring each other up Rachael made the first move and dashed from the Detectives side, if she could make it to the precinct they could send some officers to help out. Not that she didn't trust the detective but it was better to be safe. However it seemed she wasn't quick enough and a meaty hand quickly shot out and gripped her arm, pulling her to a halt in a rather painful fashion. 

While the man that held her wasn't large he still stood a good few inches over Rachael, the pressure his fat hand put on her arm seeking to demonstrate his superior physical strength. "Don't worry Girly we weren't gonna hurt ya. How bout you just wait right here with me." The man stated with a grin. Despite her efforts Rachael could not rip her arm free, his grip was strong despite his attention being on the other three of his friends and the Detective.

While not much of a fighter Rachael had read somewhere that if violence was inevitable then it was better to strike first and strike hard. As such with the man distracted she stepped forward and drove her knee between his legs, the man let out a howl of pain and Rachael used this as a chance to pull away. Except she didn't get very far, the pain caused the man's grip on her arm to tighten and his face to scrunch in both pain and anger. "You little bitch!" He roared as his other hand balled into a fist and he prepared to bring it down on Rachael's face

((OOC , Category 7 pain attack-Allowance used 3.5/20, ))

Linely pulled the pain to the surface. The guy with the knife went down, his muscles writhing and twitching, like he'd just been hit by a taser. The other two focusing on him were big. He could use that.

One of them lumbered towards him arms outstretched and was greeted with a baton to the jaw. A sickening crack later and he was sent reeling. With Linely's attention divided, it was only expected that he would take a hit from behind. The punch hurt. Linely vision swam for a moment, and then he was back on track. He turned to face the man who hit him.

"You like to punch from behind do you?" he shouted angrily from the pain. "Let's see how you like it!" his nerves lashed out at the man. The man seemed to take a phantom blow to to the back of his head, Linely showed no mercy, and while his victim was off balance, struck his left leg , causing the flabby man to keel over, and slam to the floor with a loud, dull thud.

Linely turned to Rachel to see how she was doing. She'd been grappled. The man was trying to hit her, though she'd managed to dodge the first blow. This would be a learning curve for her "Sir, I suggest you look at how your friends are doing" the man was momentarily distracted. "Rachel, pull down HARD on his arm NOW!"-it was simple physics, a tight grip could be used both ways, and following it with another blow to the groin would be the ideal knockout blow. Still , Linely closed in on them, just in case Rachel needed some more...practical help.

With clenched jaw Rachael prepared herself for a heavy blow that surprisingly never came, the large man having been distracted by the approaching detective. Rachael counted her lucky stars that the large oaf in front of her wasn't all that bright, else she may have already suffered his wrath. Confident in the detectives's instruction she stopped her attempts to escape her attacker's grasp and instead tightened her hold and pulled him sharply towards her.

The man let out another loud howl as he staggered forward, his grip on Rachael's arm weakened. Seeing her opportunity the green mutant ripped her arm free of the assailants grasp and instinctively flailed it into the large man's face. If this affected him in any way he didn't show it as he collapsed to a knee, his breath heavy and pain evident all over his face.

Rachael however had taken this as a chance to put some distance between her and the man. Her face rather pale and a quickness to her breath, "I don't envy you," She told the detective shakily. "If this is what you have to deal with regularly." 

It was impressive to watch her follow his instructions , as she loosened the grip of her attacker and struck him on the face. As the man bent over, Linely tried to cuff him. He resisted. "Bad move friend" , he struck the man on the back hard with his baton, causing his face to impact with the floor. Cuffing him behind his back was easier then. Linely then turned his attention to the rather pale (even for a green mutant) and shaken girl.

"You did brilliantly, and nah, these guys don't look like they were part of any specific people out to get me, just some random low-lifes that thought they'd try it on because there were more of them and one of us was a 15 year old girl. Are you hurt?" She seemed pretty shaken up, doubtless this had been the first time she had been attacked in a real life situation. "And here we have an important first lesson, grips can be used either way, like a crocodile, if they grab hold of you, don't struggle, grip them tighter and use it against them."

Now there was just the matter of picking up the first guy's Bowie knife, he was lucky he didn't fall on it actually...but Linely managed to pick it up from underneath the guy's arm. The man hadn't been cut...good , that would reduce the paperwork. "Now what's say you and I call for some back up and get these idiots in a cell" he smiled at Rachel as he said this. "We can get on with our actual jobs then."

Rachael let out a sigh of relief as she witnessed her assailant finally end up in cuffs, while not usually one to enjoy violence the additional strike into his back caused her to smile slightly. Though that may have been the adrenaline. When the detective approached she offered him a quick smile and shook her head, "I'm fine." She told him."My arm hurts from where he grabbed me but aside from that I'm fine. Thank you by the way. If you hadn't of distracted him I likely wouldn't have gotten free, that punch of his would have definitely hurt."

The sight of the weapon detective Linely retrieved from one of the fallen men caused her to feel somewhat uncomfortable, if her assailant was equally armed how bad could the situation have gotten? Snapped back to reality by the detective Rachael took a moment to process what he had just said, "Yeah sure, sooner we get out of here the better."

"I agree with you there, but really, well done, it takes a lot to fight in a situation like that. To the precinct then." His fellow officers were already coming to pick up the low life, none of them were in a fit shape to resist arrest.

The precinct was busy, unsurprising given the time of day, a few members gave a hat tip, the occasional obvious mutant gave a hat tip with a "Morning Linely". The receptionist didn't look too overworked. Thank goodness. He walked up to the lady, she was younger than him (not by much), with Auburn hair.
"Morning Helen."

Helen Day, the receptionist, was quickly moving through her papers, a mutant blessed with fantastic observational abilities, she could process information quickly, also handled a rifle well as he recalled...they needed people like her helping the MRC, and without her, he knew that the force would be even more overwhelmed than it already was. Her hazel eyes quickly looked up at him. Then at his companion.

"Morning Linely, who's your young friend?"
"She's a new intern for the MRC, thought you could use a bit more help with the paperwork"
The look of relief on Helen's face was visible, she was overworked, even for someone with her capabilities. 
"Great, I'll be happy to show her the ropes, what's your name dear?"
Linely smiled back at Rachel. "Are you happy to be left with Helen?"

Rachael was still somewhat shaken up by the prior ordeal and managed only a meek nod as the detective led her into the precinct. She couldn't help but look back as the thugs were individually lifted and practically carried off to what she hoped would be their cells. The looks of pain and agony on their faces gave her a small shred of contentment, at least they got what they deserved.

Rachael had never been inside a Police Precinct before and as such must have appear like a lost little lamb hurriedly following behind the detective. Despite what detective Linely had stated earlier the sheer number of mutants that Rachael saw freely walking the precinct surprised her, some of them even more visually apparent than her. It seemed that Linely knew everyone and everyone knew him, they must be a close workplace.

Eventually they came to a stop in front of the desk of a woman, the stacks of paperwork that she had previously and had yet to sort insanely high. Through introduction she came to know this woman's name was Helen, she seemed friendly enough. "Umm." Not the best introduction, "My name is Rachael." She told the woman as she pulled up a chair nearby, "I was hoping to help out around here." The other woman seemed kind and all too eager for someone to share the workload with, "I'll be fine, thank you." She told the detective.