Okay, Doll knew she was faster now, but she didn't quite realize she was THAT fast! Stronger too, but again, THAT strong? For all the agony and pain it involved getting these, she was sure as hell thankful for them now as she slammed back-first into the hard cover, not bothering to cover her ears after her little gambit with the flash-bang had worked out so spectacularly. The explosion - well, plural, there were a couple - was... familiar, in a way. Doll wasn't sure whether it was because the last time she was this close to one, she died, or if there was something specific to the style of explosion that was familiar... she would not be surprised if it was Red-dick that wanted to kill her, but it was never a guarantee...<br/><br/>BUT the sirens in the distance were; cops tended to respond rapidly to explosions, and right about now the SWAT unit - her unit - were getting called in, gearing up, and would be en-route rapidly.<br/><br/>She needed to not be here when that happened, for a good many reasons.<br/><br/><strong>"Don't need to tell me twice,"</strong>she grumbled back, standing quickly and hoisting her up, this time over her shoulder.<strong>"Thankfully those teens are more concerned with the explosion to remember us."</strong><br/><br/>Then she was off again, Nei over her shoulder, as she made it to the nearest building and with a powerful leap was on top of the building (OOC: she can do a 28.5ft vertical leap without even trying; she can get onto a 3-story building easily XD). Once they were away from one of the beaten paths the police would travel to get to the site, she finally let Nei down, and quickly double checked her to make sure the only wound was on her chest, a safe spot of the chest at that.<br/><br/><strong>"Okay, now, we're heading to my place,"</strong>she announced, before pulling out her cigar and lighting it up to help her relax a little.<strong>"Now since you're dead now, what we're going to do is go the back way, and stay away from people. Follow me; I know where the cops won't go, even during an emergency response. We'll look at that bullet-wound I gave you when we get there...<br/><br/>"Oh, and the name is Illaamnomniss Dol,"</strong>she finally said, realizing she hadn't introduced herself.<strong>"Just call me Doll, unless you're great with elven - don't want to assume."</strong><br/><br/>Now, off to her apartment, the long way around, of course...