[Rui Matsui]

She had been scoping out this place for weeks now. Usually she wasn't the type to hang back and observe like this. Rui, or her villain persona which she went by more often, Mummy, was a far more reckless character. This was all part of her training to becoming a super scary big time villain one day! Something about learning how to be patient and not just run in armed with nothing but a knife. It went against her nature, especially since her healing quirk allowed her to heal back from absurd amounts of damage. It was both a blessing and a curse. A blessing because she could heal herself and those around her, but a curse because she never learned from her own misbehavior.

Maybe she could rope someone else into her robbery, someone else who had come to a shopping mall for more than just window shopping. Taking a quick scan of the people around her she didn't recognize anyone. Figured, she wasn't exactly in a crime hub or anything like that. Then, she noticed someone who looked like a lot of fun! Only a little taller than her, but with big ears that made her stand out to Rui's curious eyes. She immediately ran towards her. She had to exercise caution, she couldn't just run up and ask her to commit a crime with her, right? What if she was a undercover cop or something, wouldn't be the first time Rui had run up to someone and outed herself as a villain to the wrong person. ''Hey bestie!'' She called out with a big smile, waving at Toki like she had just bumped into an old friend. ''I love your ears, wanna smoke and hang out for a bit?'' She quickly fished a lighter and pack of cigarettes out of her dark red hoodie's pocket. ''I'm Rui! See my horns?'' She pointed up at her head. ''They're from my quirk.''

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[Toki Tomari]

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A shopping mall is one of those places in Tokyo that under normal circumstances Toki Tomari would avoid like the plague. A vast, commercial macro-plex of everything and everyone that remains as far out of her reach as can be, thanks to her unfortunate living situation, if you can even call it that. Where most might associate the shopping plazas with merriment and frivolous spending of hard-earned cash, Toki only sees a sea of potential victims of her itchy, greedy palms on a day that she hasn't quite had her nutritional or monetary fill and stern, watchful eyes of those baton and radio-toting corporate slaves that try to call themselves 'Security'. It's all enough to leave a roiling uneasiness deep within Toki's guts, one that keeps her just barely noticeably on edge to the watchful eye. [break][break]

So, of course, when this flashy figure begins to stride at a steadily increasing pace towards her, her breath hitches, icy-cold in her throat as she arches her back slightly. Her sullen, half-lidded eyes widening ever so slightly as the arms and hands burrowed deep within the heavy, tattered trench coat rested over her shoulders shift towards something unseen. But the words this horned woman opens up with, well, it rightfully catches her off-guard. Approaching someone as shady as her and the first thing they make to offer is to try and hang out together..? With free smokes none-the-less? It's awfully suspicious if anything..! But- Her lower lip trembles at the sight of the familiar, small colored carton the woman pulls from her front pocket.. She hasn't been able to have a smoke in days, and who cares if this lady gets to get some temporary good-feels over helping out someone she probably views as some unfortunate homeless chaff? Not like she could keep up if Toki really wanted to get away, much less hurt her, god-forbid..[break][break]

After a moment of silent judgement the rabbit-earred girl speaks up in a gruff, almost grumbled voice, "My.. ears..? That's a hell of way to open a conversation with someone.. Tch.." She shrugs her shoulders in a non-committal manner, "Fine, sure.. Why not.. You can call me Tomari, and yeh, horns.. They're- Nice I guess-?" She extends a weathered hand from the confines of her coat in a manner that quite obviously is in expectance of having one those cigarettes given to her. She knows what she wants, it seems.

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''Isn't it? They are really big like my horns, so we have that in common!'' She giggled, not at all bothered by Tomari's attitude. She looked down at the hand as it was extended towards her, turning the pack of cigarettes upside down and giving it a pat, making five cigarettes fall into Tomari's palm. It was all part of her master plan! When you want someone to commit robbery with you, butter them up and bribe them with goods first so that they are more willing to listen to your ridiculous plans.

''Hey, Tomari bestie...'' She stuck a cigarette between her own lips and lit it, then offered to light one for the taller woman. ''See that candy store over there?'' She pointed to a small corner store across the way. ''What do you think?'' She grinned at Tomari, as if she was making a lot of sense with such a vague question. ''I don't see any security guards.'' Then again, why would there be guards around a candy store? ''You look like you could use some money, and I really wanna steal some candy.'' She blew out a small cloud of smoke and looked her new bestie up and down. ''No offense, but you kinda look like the type who hangs around the same places as me.'' She tilted her head up at Tomari. ''Am I wrong? You're not some new hero they hired to go undercover are you?'' She narrowed her eyes at Tomari, trying to read her next response, although truth be told, she hadn't the slightest clue what to even look for. ''You can keep all the money, I just want sweets. You won't even get hurt. Ever heard of Mummy before?''

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With an amount of practiced ease, the girl stuffs four of the things into her coat and rests one of them gently between her lips, hanging slightly downwards from being close to the edge. She lazily rolls the cig from one side of her mouth to the other to more conveniently make itself lightable by the boisterous woman's offered tool. What follows though is far from what she expected, to so boldly and openly bring something like that up.. this lady must be either incredibly confident or absolutely nuts, she isn't sure which is worse. Toki doesn't seem apt to respond until after the end of her cigarette is lit and she takes a moment to drag a deep breath inwards, holding that much-appreciated smoke in her lungs longer than the average smoker might, not that it matters to much.[break][break]

She takes a couple seconds to gauge this woman further, narrowing her eyes downwards as she finishes her little blabbering streak about a supposedly out-of-the-blue plan for a robbery. She sighs softly, exhaling smoke through her nose before the rolls her shoulders to try and appear less suddenly tense before responding, "You just met me, you know. How are you that confident I got the skills to do something like steal..?" She glances over her shoulder towards the store that has caught the other woman's eye, her own flitting about the storefront and noticing, yes, the complete lack of any sort of security.. just some punk-looking kid who's probably about ready to get home at the end of his shift. Though, the name Mummy does ring something of a bell.. That person is, from what she's heard, an incredibly scary and very bad name to utter in polite company.. And this is supposed to be the very same person? Toki definitely seems skeptical to say the least.

Who knew mummies could be this short?

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She looked up at her with anticipation. Had she struck gold or was she trying to rope someone innocent into her scheme? She looked remarkably calm despite it all, maybe it was just because she was tired? Rui didn't get it, but it was kind of cool! One thing was for sure, she was very comfortable with smoking, pure luck on Rui's part! She usually tried to persuade people with alcohol, but it was much harder to lug around than a pack of cigs. ''Dunno! But it would be fun. I'm always out here looking for besties and you have bestie material written all over you!''

She was starting to realize she wasn't the best negotiator... What could she tell Tomari to convince her robbing a candy store in broad daylight was a good idea? ''Is it because someone could die?'' Rui put her hands on her own hips and furrowed her brow a bit. ''I don't just kill for no reason bestie, and that.'' She gestured wildly at the store. ''There's no reason to kill anyone over there.'' Not unless the punk-looking kid manning the counter somehow ripped his shirt open to reveal a secret professional hero identity, but even someone with an imagination as colorful as hers doubted that. ''If the rumors say anything bad about me it's not true. My quirk wasn't even made for killing.'' She shrugged, dragging in smoke before blowing it out, much less capable of holding it in for long like Tomari. Then she blinked her eyes and took another look at the other woman. ''What does your quirk do? Wait, lemme guess! You shoot fire?'' She pointed two thumbs up at her, grinning like she was expecting to get it right.

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Has she ever been spoken to like this before? It feels like she may have, but it's far from a recent memory. She inhales deeply and holds her breath in thought, trying to mentally prepare in some sort of strange, tired way.. This woman has an excitable energy that makes even Toki struggle to tell her no. With a sudden, slightly exasperated exhale, Toki nods her head and shrugs her shoulders as she begins to slowly walk in the direction of the shop. It isn't exactly close, so it should give them plenty of time to discuss the specifics on the way there.[break][break]

"If you don't want to kill anyone, then we'll have to do the tried-and-true method then, eh? A real western hold-up..?" It's evident in her tone that she is somewhat joking.. but the way that her hand slowly moves back into her coat to latch onto something behind her tells a different story. Though, she does glance back to Rui at the sudden questioning and then guess at her quirk.. Of course she would ask about that, huh? Gotta know that she isn't some useless loser who's only skill is running away..! Unfortunately, that's basically what she is. Toki nods slowly and explains, "Ech.. Well, it's basically.. I know when someone's gonna try an' put me in danger. And uh, it helps me avoid that pretty much always, so far." She huffs and flicks some hair from in front of her face, "What about you, Mummy-?"

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Her eyes lit up with excitement when Toki started walking towards the store, taking it as a sign that she was in she eagerly followed her. Could she rob a candy store alone? Well, maybe. Her track record wasn't exactly great with how many times she had gotten arrested, but usually she did very well when she worked alongside someone else, even if it was a person she didn't know. ''Something like that! I'm good at distracting people, so I can do that while you grab all the money you want!'' She nodded her head and looked up at Toki as she waited for her to answer her question about her powers. She had red eyes, so fire was a given, right?

Apparently not.

What her bunny bestie said instead sounded a lot more impressive! ''No way!! For real? Like every time? You've never been caught before?? I'm jealous, you must be a real pro then!'' She had totally misjudged her on her looks too! Shame on her for being so vain, but at least now she knew that her new bestie was a total badass. ''Me?'' She grinned wickedly, her sharp teeth on full display. ''I can heal. Myself or others, but it's not that impressive unless someone gets hurt.'' She didn't miss that Tomari was reaching for something, and chose to reach for her little knife in turn, showing her the blade discreetly as she lowered her voice. ''Best I got, but people don't like it when I get loud. Unless you wanna distract 'em, bestie? I can promise you if you get hurt I can take the pain away immediately. Hell, if you have sore joints or a headache I can take that away right now too.'' She offered, peeling at the skin on the back of her hand which seemed to come off like bandages, only Rui didn't start bleeding or hurting from unwrapping it. ''Only if you want! But my healing really is more impressive if you got shot or stabbed first.''

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Toki's bunny ears would give a twitch atop her head as the other woman admires her quirk.. Despite how good it sounds, Toki can't help but having always wished for her Quirk to have been something MORE, you know? Maybe something to assist in an offensive manner, something that could make her life easier, but no- All it does is help her embrace her inner cowardice and avoid danger. She gives a sigh after her introspection, shaking her head no at the woman calling her some sort of 'pro', "Ech.. I'm far from a pro or even full time.. I just do what I have to do to get by, you're just lucky i've been hurting for some cash recently.."[break][break]

Though, hearing about Mummy's own quirk, huh.. That seems like something that'd be incredibly useful for some goody-two-shoes hero type, less so a criminal like her. Curious, she'd definitely have to inquire about Mummy's past after this- But for now, it was time to focus on getting this done while the conditions are perfect. Toki glances backwards again before beginning to explain, "You're going to grab the goods, i'm going to keep the clerk.. ahem, occupied.. Got it? And if we gotta split up, we can meet on the roof." There is a sound of her snapping her fingers affirmingly underneath her cloak as she picks up the pace towards the candy-store.

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''Really? With a power like that you could easily go full-time. I'm full-time and I've been arrested more times than I can count!'' She smiled proudly, not realizing herself that it wasn't exactly a flex that she was bad at fleeing a crime scene. ''Let's get you lots of cash! I hate to see my besties out here suffering.'' Unless she was the source of their suffering of course. Not that she would do anything like that to Tomari. The bunny woman was amusing enough that Rui was content to support her, rather than try to hurt her or instigate something for her own entertainment. ''Grab the goods, meet on the roof, sounds easy!!'' She beamed up at her.

With that in mind, she knew to immediately head for the shopping bags so that she had somewhere to stash their winnings seeing as she didn't bring her own sack or bag. Spontaneous as she was, she didn't exactly plan for this. It was much more her style to act on a whim, like asking a complete stranger with a cool quirk to help her rob a candy store blind. Choosing to not draw her knife for now, she instead let Tomari handle the distraction, a bold move, but she expected nothing less from her bestie! Without a word she grabbed a couple of shopping bags off a nearby rack as soon as she entered the candy store and began filling them with candy as she steered towards the register, ready to grab as much cash as she could for her bestie too. Hopefully she wasn't going to get too distracted by her display, as she was morbidly curious how Tomari was going to keep the clerk busy.

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Toki gives a casual shake of her head in response to that. There has been a rare few instances where she considered if she wanted to go through with being a true 'villain' but.. every time she had decided that really, it seemed like a lot of work. A lot of those villain types had grand goals and lofty obligation with even loftier reasons for what they did.. Toki doesn't have anything close to that, she's really just been the drifter type up until this point, after all. Toki scoffs, "You should really work on your self-advertising, Mummy.." This girl definitely a screw or five lose, that's for sure.. but it definitely wouldn't hurt to have friends in high (or startlingly low) places.[break][break]

As soon as they get close enough and before the clerk manages to fully pay attention to either of them, Toki picks up the pace towards the front counter. The poor sap has barely managed to lock the phone he was tapping away at before Toki swiftly vaults over the counter and slams her knees directly into the scrawny male's midsection. In that one swift movement, Toki sends them both tumbling to the floor behind the counter with Toki's knees on either one of the male's shoulders. Of course, the clerk's first reaction would likely be to scream for help once he manages to regain the breath the black-haired youth knocked out of him, but by that time Toki has a wicked-looking knife poking directly into his throat, threatening to do more than the small puncture she has created in the movement. "If you treasure your windpipe, you'll keep your yap shut." She punctuates this by pushing it a few millimeters further to spur a small trickle of blood to well up. Of course, valuing his life, the skinny male decides to do as she says.[break][break]

Toki leans up slightly above the counter to nod to Rui, "Bag it, we shouldn't be here long." She states simply.

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[Rui Matsui]

''Really?'' She pouted, crossing her arms as she turned her head away from Tomari. ''And how would I do that, bestie? Can you tell me since you're such an expert?'' She wasn't really that offended and had probably just misconstrued what her new friend was saying, as evidenced by the fact that she was quickly back to her usual jovial self. By the time she started filling up bags her mind was so set on the task at hand that nothing else mattered. Well, except for seeing how her new bestie handled this robbery of course.

''Oooh nice.'' She couldn't help but muse as Tomari dived over the counter with what looked like practiced precision. ''It would be really funny if you didn't!'' She shouted at the clerk specifically, in reference to Tomari telling him to stay quiet. ''Anyways!! ~'' She giggled as she went back to filling the bags, this time with a lot more money than candy since she had already backed the sweets she had been eyeing, but unwilling to pay for. ''You got it, you got it.'' She hummed a little nonsensical tune, giving the clerk a little wink as their eyes met. ''Do you do this often, bestie? You seem so professional right now.'' Up there with the other villains she had done business with. Either Tomari was more experienced than she let on, or she was just naturally talented. Either way she was very good at hiding it! It made Rui want to get to know her all the more. How much was she hiding? Had she killed people? Held a gun before? Just the thought of watching Tomari beat up other people made her all giddy inside, there was nothing better than spectating a fight where someone put their life on the line. ''Aaaand that's it! All in a day's work.'' She wiped nonexistent sweat from her brow as she looked down at the bags, all filled up just enough so that they wouldn't spill over while they ran with the goods. She looked over her shoulder to see that a bit of a crowd had already gathered. The odds that someone had contacted the security or worse, the cops, were pretty high about now. ''Bestie, let's meet at that place?'' She grinned, ready to make her exit.

Toki Tomari

[Toki Tomari]

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Holding down a lanky teen against the surprisingly dirty floor of a candy store is not exactly how Toki Tomari assumed she'd spend today, but it is MUCH too late to back out now. She keeps the knife to the man's neck as she glances back to her contemporary ally.. Would the woman actually meet her on the roof like they planned? Or would she take advantage of Toki being occupied with this rube and make off with the cash AND the savory delights she lifted from the place. Time will tell, but this lady definitely seems crazy enough, at least. Toki sternly nods her head as she pins the guy harder against the tile, grumbling out, "Sure, don't get seen on the way there though. I'll be right behind you." [break][break]

It's only been a couple seconds at most about now, but surely a few people outside have noticed the lack of someone behind the counter.. Toki grumbles and keeps up her end of the bargain as Mummy gets on her way to flee. Once she is gone, if she decides to actually scoot, Toki will retrain the man by his neck with one hand before slamming the handle of the knife wickedly into the poor clerk's temple in an attempt to knock him out cold. Unfortunately, it takes yet another blow before he falls limp beneath her, allowing her to leap back over the counter and make a break for the back door of the candyshop to exit into the alley and scale the wall up to the roof in no time at all.

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[Rui Matsui]

''You got it, bestie!'' She smiled while hoisting one of the bags over her shoulder to make it a little easier to carry and then she took off running. Not getting seen wasn't going to be easy. Namely because she was carrying suspiciously big bags of goodies, but also because of her appearance. Horns, sharp teeth, red hands, her mutations unfortunately made her identity a dead giveaway, not that she ever tried to hide it. By now a lot of police were familiar with the fact that Rui Matsui was also the villain known as Mummy.

Taking cover behind a cart where balloon animals were being made for kids, Rui peeked around the corner as mall security came rushing down the way she had just come from, most likely running straight to the store to apprehend them. Hopefully Tomari Bestie was going to make it out. If there was a chance that she got caught on the way Rui wouldn't hesitate to toss her bags and pull out her knife. Cops were nothing to her anyway, so long as no pro heroes showed up her and Tomari could probably wreck house if they wanted. Much like Tomari though, she preferred not to fight at all if she could get away with simply running and getting away with the crime. No reason to expend more energy than necessary. Once the security guards had passed her she ran over to a nearby door, entering a stairwell that lead to the roof. No elevator? She was starting to think whoever designed this mall were the real villains all along.

After an arduous climb she finally made it to the roof gasping and panting. She had left before Tomari, but her bestie had probably arrived here faster than her. ''Got it all.'' She smiled, holding the bags up triumphantly. ''Didn't drop a single thing.'' She set them down on the ground, opening them to inspect and show the contents to Tomari. ''This is the money one, all yours bestie.''

Toki Tomari