Re: The streets
'Why do all the bad guys use skulls for effect?' Rival thought to himself as he watched from a building nearby the scene of the fighting. When he had first come to Weston City he had just wanted to get rid of some knock around level thugs and maybe a kingpin or two. He quickly realized this wasn't his old home town, the people weren't nearly as willing to fix things, and that being a one man army wasn't exactly easy with every other person getting into a silly get up. Of course he was one to talk; skull mask and body armor under a grey hoodie, but he felt like he could shed it quick enough to make it not that completely stupid.
Having watched the fight from the beginning, his brain was piecing together how these people did what they did, and how to fix it. A female and rather well off fighter were attempting to take out an idiot with a skull mask and a man who could probably make life hard for a street level hero. All the same, if allowed to continue much longer, they might have hurt someone other then themselves. As the skull man didn't look like he had a prayer in hell of beating the armored fighter, Rival decided to grab his side arms and point them squarely at Construct.
"Hey Bob the Builder! Can you stop bullets?" Rival said coming out of the buildings shadow with the guns drawn. It was only then that Rival really seemed to worry about the idea that all four of them might have been part of trap to kill like him.