Michael hated keeping secrets from Ally, he really did, but he wasn’t sure how to explain the situation he’d gotten himself into. He and the others were keeping it between themselves, too, and he didn’t want to be the one to break the pact they’d all made to keep their vigilante alter egos a secret. Things weren’t even supposed to be like this, but, when people were getting in more and more trouble, neither he nor his friends could just stand back and do nothing. But, above all of that, he wasn’t even sure how to tell the woman who meant everything to him that he was moonlighting as a vigilante in the first place. He trusted her, of course he did, but he worried that the knowledge would just bring trouble to her, put her in danger, and that was the last thing he wanted to do. When he stepped into the house, he ran a hand through his hair, though he paused when he heard Ally and he looked over, surprised that she was still awake, but he also felt a surge of guilt with her words. “Sorry, things, uh… Got busy at the studio,” he told her carefully before he made a face, looking down at his clothes for a moment. “There was… A, um… There was a fire.” It wasn’t a lie. “At the studio, I mean.” That was the lie.
Velia hadn’t been able to sleep without Luke home; it wasn’t anything new or surprising, she rarely slept well when Luke wasn’t home. What was new, though, was the fact that Luke was coming home so late recently, and it wasn’t normal. In the past, he’d always warned her that recording was running late, but he usually came home earlier than he had been recently either way. She’d been waiting downstairs, lost in her computer, searching through any technology she could in hopes of distracting herself, but she blinked herself out of the digital world when she heard Petunia bark. Closing her laptop quickly, she shifted to flick the light on in the living room, where she’d been curled up on the sofa with a blanket, pillow, and her laptop, before she headed to the entrance, frowning at the sight of Luke. “You’re home late. Again,” she said carefully, worried, but she blinked at the state he was in, her brows furrowing at his slightly burnt clothes. “What happened to you?”
Anelie breathed out quietly, nodding to Cat’s words as they walked, careful to keep her face hidden with the silly Halloween masks they’d brought with them. “Right,” she murmured quietly, “I’ll freeze the security circuits, then you should be able to open the vault with that cool little mind trick you do. It’ll be smooth sailing from there.” She grinned teasingly as they drew closer to the vault, peering over her shoulder, though she fell silent with seeing the flashlights and she stuck close to Cat. When the flashlights didn’t come any closer, though, she proceeded to walk until reaching the vault and, to be safe, she used her powers to make walls of ice on either side of them to protect them from the guards who’d surely noticed their presence by now. “Alright, I think we have about two minutes to get this done.” Moving to the keypad and fingerprint scanner of the vault, she ripped the top off before using her powers to freeze the circuits quickly, soon looking back to Cat. “We’re good to go.”
Calum had been eager to get home to relax after everything they’d done that day, having fought crime and gotten a few songs written, a demo for one having been prepared. Stretching his arms out above him, he sighed out in content. “This is the life, man,” he mentioned, though he blinked when he heard his friend’s words and, peering over, he looked to the police cars before closing his eyes to focus on what he could of the conversations inside the cars, hearing somebody mention the code for a robbery. “There’s a robbery in progress, at the Commonwealth Bank.” He looked to Ashton, blinking several times. “We should head there now, but should we tell Mikey and Luke about it?” Turning, he began the walk quickly to the bank, not wanting to attract attention to them, but also not wanting to really waste any time. The sooner they got there, the sooner they could deal with whatever was going on at the bank. And, really, he was surprised that somebody was robbing a bank so late, anyways - most people would do so during the day, for the advantage of hostages.
December 5th, 2018 at 12:02pm