It wasn't the alleys or streets that was the big worry about running over rooftops, but really it was shoddy maintenance. Loose bricks. Weak beams. Banzai skidding on some completely unfastened tar paper (health hazard!) and would have fallen if her agility wasn't cranked up to eleven. Instead she turned it into a forward somersault and sprang back up to her feet.
"Around here?" Banzai asked. "Probably a small store. Lot of mom and pop shops, bodegas, used book stores, stuff like that. Nothing high end, so we're probably looking at small-timers or local punks."
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Date: 2014-08-31 01:30 am (UTC)"Around here?" Banzai asked. "Probably a small store. Lot of mom and pop shops, bodegas, used book stores, stuff like that. Nothing high end, so we're probably looking at small-timers or local punks."