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Shadowman nodded and closed his eyes for a second as he felt the shadows writhe to his will. A shadowy gag latched onto their mouths so they couldn't scream as the shadows seemed to crawl up their bodies, stopping them from moving, and then freezing them entirely in place leaving only holes enough for them to breath through their noses. Then he looked to Amp, nodded and gestured to the bathroom as if to say, "After you."

((hey, glad to see you guys back again.))

Amp bowed in play thanks when Shadowman gestured for him to move. They had easily taken down the men and it seemed almost like cakewalk. As he headed to the bathroom using the dim light as a reference, he jumped back ready to take on the one coming out but saw that it was Fort.

Guessing he had taken care of the individual he assumed it was safe enough to speak. "Not personally a gambling man, but I would say pretty good if we continue like this and no one becomes suspicious. How about you?" he asked Shadowman.

((out of curiosity, who is leading this part of the plot?))

"Heh, I hope so. Wouldn't want the ladies to be stuck in this stink hole with these jerks. Right?" he asked. He looked across the room at the fallen thugs. they were still alive and breathing, but otherwise out for the count. "Do you gentlemen happen to know how many floors we have to clear? I sort of missed that being unconscious and all." he said.

((interesting, I'll check it out if the library has a copy.))

"That's good to know. Wouldn't want to one of us to come into a room unprepared and find out we are not at full strength." he said as he began approaching the next room. Using his abilities, he informed the others that there were no people in the next room so it should be safe to enter.

Upon entering the room, it turned out to be another gathering/eating area. There were a number of chairs and tables around. All in all it was tidy for a hideout. In the corner was a small safe as well as a locked box on the table. Amp walked to the area where the two items were and looked at the others. "You wouldn't happen to have a set of lock picks would you?"

Amp watched as Fort worked. His eyes widened as the box moved leaving the contents on the floor. "Now that's pretty neat. I didn't you had selective teleporting. I thought when you touch something everything went." he said in amazement. His mind began to wonder of what else that power of his could do if he could specify what he wanted to teleport. Can't reach that last cookie? Boom. Jar gone and cookie on table. Keys lost inside sofa? Teleport sofa, keys on the floor. Brilliant!

Amp then began to examine the contents. It looked like a small stash of weapons ammo and drugs. "Anyone interested in some ammo?" he asked before moving to the small container. it seemed to be a cash box with a padlock. He shrugged and held the lock in his hand. Tapping it a few time and sending a strong vibration through the mechanism, the lock came loose. He then turned to the others. "Only works on spring locks. Can't do the same for a door unfortunately." he laughed. Opening the box was a stash of cash. "Drug money." he concluded.

"Be best if we flush the drugs." He looked at the contents, "You guys can split the money if you don't mind me taking the ammo." He threw it out there, it was an offer. Neither one looked like they were much for weapons of that variety anyway and Shadowman didn't really need the money, but ammo, that was always useful.

Shadowman slipped off the small backpack he wore, the shadows clinging to it as well. He unzipped it and shoveled the ammo into it with the sound of brass on metal, though nothing could be seen inside the bag. Then he closed it and slipped it back over his shoulders.
"Alright, shall we get on with the thrilling heroics then?"