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>>"A jailbreak?""Sounds fun can i join."

The little girl's face lit up. She nodded quickly. "Mhm!" Her fists were clenched in excitement. This lady got her. She was COOL!

Drake glanced at them skeptically, then sighed to himself. The blond girl was only encouraging her. He hoped Shinbo hurried up. The kid needed to rescue him from what appeared to be two children. One in body and age, one in mind.

As if in response to his thoughts, the Asian mutant with the triangular pupils in his eyes came running towards the gate waving his arm. "Heeeeey!"

"Hi..." Ashton's voice was dull.

Why was he so cheery?

Shin reached the gates and hastily entered the code. After the gates had opened, he popped through them, dropping into a crouch so he was at eye-level with the green girl.

"Hey Kambra. Up to trouble again, I see?"

The green girl only grinned mischievously.

"Good." Ashton said decidedly. "That's everything. I'm leaving you with Shinbo, then. Bye twerp." Ashton turned away, ready to leave.

In a blur of green, the little girl kicked him in the back of the shin. Ashton stumbled to the ground. He whipped his head back towards the twerp. "Hey!"

Kambra giggled to herself. "Teehee."

The Asian sighed, resting a hand on his forehead with a laugh. Kids would be kids.

"Wow." Gold guy models? He was impressed.

And could he make up some of the stuff she'd dealt with? Ashton laughed and let her think that. "Probably not."

Now, down to business. He took a step away, thinking she'd stay put. She didn't. Ashton shook his head with a smile.

"You're staying put." He said, then stepped forward to put his hands on her shoulders and shift her back a step to where she'd just been standing. "Right. Here." There. Much better. He let go and moved back a few feet. "Now I can test to see if there's some maximum distance away from you I'd need to reach before my power would work. Ready?"

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Gupta wasn't much of a threat. He was more worried and nervous than defensive and secretive. Ashton asked, and he told. He shared a lot of useful information. 'No,' Perette hadn't been in any failing relationships, and 'no,' he had not been on anyone's bad sides. Well, aside from the people at the copy place and the tech guys who'd fixed the printer he'd had a fit about, that was. He'd had the usual amount of people who disliked him. Perette had not been a saint, a ladies man, or the kind of guy who loved committed relationships. He had not needed mental help, either... though Gupta hadn't liked him. When all was said and done, though the guy had put on a nice face for the outside world, he hadn't had much positive to say about the victim.

Ashton had started small. Basic appetizer questions. Enemies, bad blood, anyone who gave off the vibe of an MO. By the time Noel had disturbed them, he'd nearly finished.

Ashton cracked the door and looked at her, hint of annoyance in his eye. "Just in time. We were just getting to the meat and potatoes of the questioning. Come on in."

He stepped back and allowed her the space to bother Gupta all she wanted. When she was good and happy with her chair, he continued, leaning his back against the closed door, arms crossed across his chest. "About the job he was working on. You know who he was working with? There anything unusual about anything?" He fished.

Gupta took the bait.

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The kick connected. Ashton winced. "Why you little... what're you saying?!" He growled. Ashton couldn't understand whatever language she was speaking. Ugh. Not a fun situation to be in. The pickpocket had rights he couldn't tell her of. All he could do was speak the one language everyone understood. Ashton forced her arms behind her back, using his strength against hers, and locked the handcuffs securely in place. He was much stronger than her, and far larger. He had an advantage.

"There." He stood behind her, holding her wrists so she couldn't struggle away. "You're going down to the station... and we're going to find a translator... because I don't speak whatever language you've got." He said, and started wheeling her away.

"Alright, you. Keep your nose clean. We're here."

A young mutant with blond hair rushed forward, up to the gates. The girl was young, around 6 years of age, with dazzling blue eyes, webbed fingers, and gills on her green neck. She turned, back towards the middle-aged man in shades and suit, stuck a tongue out, then turned back towards the control panel. She didn't even spare a glance at the weird lady off in her own world standin' around. Because she was too short to reach it by normal means, she hopped and hit the button. "Hey!" She called as the intercom lines lit up for a second, then closed on her end. Feet touched ground again. She turned and frowned at the man in the shades and suit again when she didn't get an answer after 1 second. "Not here!~" She grinned a prankster's grin.

Behind black shades, Ashton watched her impassively. He didn't respond to the attempt of a trick. The little girl was trouble. You wouldn't believe it from how she looked, but she was. Her mutant power wasn't the most destructive, but hey. One didn't need a mutation to cause mayhem. This one had broken into the dolphin tank at the aquarium to swim with the fishies. It had taken a crew to get her out. Not because of any difficulties with the dolphins, mind you. Because she didn't wanna go. She'd gotten away from them, after they'd dragged her out, too. She'd dove back in. They'd had to haul her out twice. Biggest waste of an hour in his life. And now, here he was wasting more time babysitting and dropping her off at the mansion where hopefully, some caring soul could take over his job and babysit some more.

The little girl shivered, clutching her arms around her shoulders. She was still a little damp from swimming in her yellow jumper. Peevishly, she looked around.

Finally, it seemed she'd noticed the lady. Her eyes lit up. Oh boy! Someone else to cause trouble with! Ashton could tell she was already plotting.

"Hey lady! Nobody here!" She grinned, thrusting a thumb towards the mansion. "We go elsewhere. Have fun. I hear dolphins swim good!"

"Don't listen to her," Ashton stated gruffly. "She's already planned one jail break. I'm not letting her manage two." He stepped forward, up to the intercom, nudging the little girl out of the way. He pressed the button. "Anyone? Detective Drake. MRC. I need to drop off a twerp."

The little girl's cheeks puffed out as she rested her hands defiantly on her hips. "Not a twerp!" She grumbled. She didn't like being called a twerp.

Ashton really didn't care, so long as she got out of his hair post haste.

On the other end of the line, an Asian voice responded. "Oh, Drake. Hey! It's Shinbo. Be there in a second."

Oh great, Ashton thought. Pawning her off on someone I know. Hopefully, Shinbo'd have a daycare teacher to handle the girl. Ashton didn't really want to have to apologize. He never apologized... much.

"Okay," Ashton shrugged. He got up, away from the table, turned to look at the other table, and tested her theory. It didn't work. "Nope." He said, efforts handily defeated. "Your theory got disproved."

Why had she thought it would work at all? Strange? "Do you suppose it has to do with proximity, rather than just your presence? Maybe if I tried it elsewhere in the room... but it looks like the lady behind the counter is giving us odd looks. Maybe we should finish up here, and try it somewhere else?"