Run! Hide! Run!

"Even a week later the whole city still feels it. Look, you can see how everybody walks like they're kids who just received a beating for no reason. Everyone's extra careful 'cos they're afraid their actions might accidentally reignite the riots." 
"Can't really blame them," she said, looked around and lit up a sig. "A right fucking mess, that was."

aftermath

The buildup was subtle, truly noticed only in retrospect while watching newstreams recount the events hours after the hostilities between the rioters and enforcers had subsided. 
Merely a repetition of similar events, he thought. Smoke and tear gas, fires and injuries, those who lived through it and those who will be remembered. 
"Mindless, yet entirely expected. As always."

counter flux

A sudden realisation struck him while cowering behind the column: there's probably nothing in the world that can consume your will to live faster than the knowledge of a dozen trained security guards mercilessly closing in on one's position. Which is why, the rational voice in his mind told him, it would be a good time to just give up and admit that this job was botched. 
"Yeah, fuck that mate."

intrusion

"Password," the bouncer barked, but scoffed as he spied a short and slim hooded figure through the small hatch. "Fuck off back home, kid, this ain't your place." 
Piercing eyes lifted up to gaze back at him and a steady voice replied with three words, "Sun sent me." 
While not the password he was looking for, the amount of time elapsed between bouncer closing the hatch and opening the door could not have been any shorter. Not that anyone had ever measured it. 
The figure clad in black sailed smoothly past the bouncer who could already feel trouble brewing.

sunsent

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