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((To Vaakine and Toxic, you can't hear one another. Time is stopped and the sound can't get through because the air molecules that would transmit the vibration are stopped.))

If Unks hadn't made it known he was behind Tac or the whole yelling out his attack thing, Tac wouldn't have been quite as prepared. His defense was simple, he created a wall in front of Unks and spun away, kicking off small platforms along the way, happy as a clam. Holding his left arm out before him he dropped his hand and brough his right palm just in front of the barrel of the weapon. When he fired not only would the series of three bullets launch at the same speed the previous had, but a pulse of heat would pass outwards and begin to wash over the arena, the air waivering as if the whole world was aflame.

Mmm..

Mr. Crawley leaned against a wall next to a vending cart while loading the cartridges into his revolver.

While his identity couldn't be revealed unless someone made assumptions about his voice or the way he walked, he stood out among the people as the guy covered from head to toe. He wore some kind of uniform and under that he had a black body suit.

And a mask with no opening for the eyes.

Inifinitely interesting.

Done. Mr. Crawley holstered his gun on his right thigh and pushed off the wall to go walk elsewhere.