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Being in danger while getting away with something was her definition of fun. She had an idea that secretly this was Tetradore's cup of tea too. He was just too broody to admit it. Maybe it wasn't as smooth and problem free as he would like but she liked a challenge. She wasn't about to see either of them shot over a painting, though. When the man came around the corner with the gun, she already knew she'd have to take drastic measures to get them both out of here, rules be damned. She wasn't about to be nursing a gunshot wound on herself or Tetradore. She used her powers to make the shotgun explode first before grabbing for Tetradore's sleeve. She felt that familiar pull of her teleportation powers until they appeared between two warehouses. At Tetradore's teasing question, she rolled her eyes. "There were extenuating circumstances. Would you rather I let you get shot?" She raised a brow at him teasingly. Then he wrinkled his nose, saying that wasn't fun to him and she snorted. "Sure it was. You just don't know what fun is." She smirked. Then he took the painting and her eyes lit up, glad that she could at least say she helped him get what he'd been wanting. She shrugged. "No problem. What are friends for?" She gave a wink. "You owe me though. Saved your life and got you a pretty painting." |