Yataragasu peered around the column, watching as the second gunman made a break for it with total disregard to his partner's life. Cowardly, but a smart decision in this case. Monica strolled casually across the bank floor, in no obvious hurry. She could catch up to the runner in a heartbeat. She moved between panicked citizens and over to the downed man. Monica knelt by him and turned him onto his stomach then tied his hands behind his back with plastic zip cuffs. Reaching into her belt, she withdrew a little business card with her symbol on it and tucked it into the man's pocket.<br/><br/>"When you get to prison, tell them Yatagarasu sent you." After her parting words, she turned and shot her grapple out the window. As fast as she came, she was gone. It didn't take Monica long to track down the second thug as he ran panicked through the back alleys. Using her grapple gun and acrobatic skills, she quickly built up speed, then released and let herself go. She flipped through the air and stuck her legs out, her boot heels crashing into the man's back and sending him into the dirty pavement. It was more than likely the fall would knock him out, but just to be safe, she zip-tied him to a metal pipe, gave him one of her 'business cards' and left him.<br/><br/>The whole bank robbery had been over almost as fast as it started, all told. The bank would get it's money back, the criminals arrested, and all present would have seen quite a display of ability from the relatively new heroine. The only trace she'd left were the cards she'd deposited on her captives and the throwing stars, still embedded in one assault rifle.