It was getting close to the holiday season and with the economy in the tank, people were getting desperate. Really desperate. Desperate to the point where they had begun to attack people perceived as rich for money and valuables. Car jackings, muggings, robberies, for the season of giving it was a bit a** backwards. In any event, Pollux was out on patrol and with one his comrades. Avalon was pretty swanky in terms of patrolling company. She tended to make sure they were not over exerting themselves and had a way with making sure Pollux didn’t end up looking like he was going to stab the very person he was saving.

Dry cold, frost cracked in the night air. The two members of order were making their usual rounds when the sounds of what was a possible mugging or robbery echoed up from an alley. A simple nod and they were off, arriving at the scene to find a group of older adults probably coming from the nearby theater. Dressed ‘fancy’ and probably looked like easy picking for the thugs that had corralled them into a dead end alley. Pollux smirked, leaning over the edge of the roof the senshi of the duo was motioning towards the fact they didn’t even have guns or knives. Just fists and one guy had a crowbar. They could take them. “Shall we do a cliché introduction or go right into beating on them?”