<em>”Good. I’ll be right now. We aren’t going to just leave them here for the SWAT, though. I want them to know that we are on their side.”</em>[/color] Rakutsu said as he went into the manager’s office to see what Kaitlyn needed.<br/><br/>His gaze went to the portrait of the Chinese man, taking a mental picture for future reference. Did the founder have ties to the triad? This gaze soon found the safe and his face turned into a nasty scowl. Rather pointless since no one can see under his mask. Maybe they can sense the irritation coming off him. Any incriminating contents were burnt and was most likely the target of this attack.<br/><br/>Now what?<br/><br/>He wanted to break the safe open and go through its remains. Maybe something survived and can be a clue to triad activity? But Kaitlyn was still there and a group of frightened officer workers were still in shock of a attack on their quiet office building. Can’t just make decisions for himself anymore....<br/><br/>”Lets go.” They took down the attackers, minimized the damage, and there were no casualties. That can be a big enough win for their first outing as a team.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>”Should have seen this one coming....” Rakutsu rolled his eyes underneath his helmet, unfazed by the many guns pointed at him. Having little interaction with officers in the past made him forget to foresee this outcome. But unlike his teammates, he didn’t seem worried. Just annoyed.<br/><br/>He wasn’t worried about the outcome because he already knew it. The officer workers were all witnesses to their fight and so was the owner. Hell, there should be a few street camera that caught the fight or saw the van run into the building. It’s why he lazily held his hands up until the little stand off ended.<br/><br/>”The Menagerie.” A simple and short answer. No big and pointless speeches. Just their team name and nothing else. Saving their lives were enough.<br/><br/>”Your in charge?” Despite being surrounded by SWAT, he walked up to the man with the mustache. ”Those three are the only attackers. The one with metal skin is obviously a meta. Super strength and durability. If the skin wasn’t a dead giveaway. The other two aren’t, but they have gauntlets on their wrists. I tried to pull one off, but it was bonded to their skin. They were after the office manager.” The vigilante explained to the man while pointing out the three.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The sudden stop onto a roof top left him confused. But it all made sense once he got a look at the girls. They were starting to feel it. Really feel it. The realization of recent events now that all the adrenaline and excitement is out of their systems. A little something called reality.<br/><br/>When was the last time he saw or felt something like that? None of them were trained to be effective assassins or fought in underground arenas. Places where no one hesitated to take a life. Hell, none of them have killed before. Not like him. Each and everyone one of his team members, minus Scarab, was a normal teenager. Something he only pretended to be.<br/><br/>”This is how it is.” His voice like steel as they all dealt with it in their own way. ”Being a vigilante is like a battlefield. None of this shit is a game.” That last bit aimed at Leslie, who kept pushing the idea of being superheroes to the girls. As if it was a hip trend.<br/><br/>”Amy.” Assuming his position as current leader, he placed himself between her and Amrita. The helmet pulled off so she can see the seriousness in his face. Not just hear it in his voice.<br/><br/>”Amrita did what was necessary to make sure you listened. You froze and she acted to keep you moving. If it wasn’t for her they would have assumed you were resisting. Maybe even panicked and shot you. You need to stop acting as if she’s planning on revealing your deepest and darkest secrets and trust how she uses her abilities. That means you need to deal with hearing her and all of our voices in your head.”