<b>NAME: DEHAGO PEREZ <br/>
LOCATION : GOODWILL, CALIFORNIA <br/>
TIME : LATE SUMMER <br/>
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</div><br/><br/>With the pair of boots in hand Dihago made his way over to the register, he had no intention of paying for it of course, but he needed money for a place to lay low. He had on his most charming smile, it had been some years since he committed such petty little thefts, but despite times. It would be child's play to distract the cashier and....<br/><br/>A gunshot suddenly rang through the shop, people screamed, some dived under the shelving, others ran, some fell to the ground. Somehow over all the commotion he heard the gruff voice loud and clear.<br/><br/><b>"Nobody move. Dihago Perez, put your hands over your head. My name is Leutenant Solomon Chamberlain, Interpol, division of Superpowered crimes. You are under arrest for multiple counts of larceny, grand theft, and one count of negligent homicide. Failure to comply or the activation of any powers will be met with excessive force." </b><br/><br/>Dihago froze. What the actual fuck?! Interpol, division of Superpowered crimes? What bullshit! He had spend his entire life evading cops, they don't shoot warning shots when entering a crowded store! This Solomon man was not here to arrest him! Grand theft and larceny sure, but there was new way he could know about Comet, nobody knew! Something was off.<br/><br/>His brain finally started again now that the surprise had passed,<i>move idiot. </i>He told himself. To his left was a door marked 'staff only' he tried slipping through, he would just slip out the back. The door was locked, it didn't faze him at all. He portaled through the door quickly.<br/><br/>He stepped into a room that was apparently used for storing and sorting the donations. It was a rather large room, and he didn't see any door leading outside. Not that that was an issue to him.<br/><br/>He didn't make it more than 3 steps before he suddenly slipped on something wet on the floor. With a surprised yelp and a string of curses he went down like a sack of potatoes. He hit the ground hard enough to get his breath knocked from him. What the fuck did he just slip in? That had NOT been there!<br/><br/><b>"What is going on out there?" </b>A soft young voice asked. Looking up he saw a young girl, looking bewildered.<br/><br/>He got up quickly, not going any closer to her, looking around.<b>"There is a crazy man out there trying to shoot me. He thinks I'm someone I'm not. And not really in the mood for talking. Is there another way out!?" </b>