Night 2
"Oi!" The detective said towards the dude on the terrace, "Who are you?"
"I am the mystic of the night, the gale of darkness, the-" The dude was cut off as the Detective walked up to him, ate his clothes, and took his ID. "Hey!" The dude, now naked on the terrace, muttered, "What are you doing?"
"Just checking," the detective said before floating back down and leaving.
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"I am a sneaky sneaky boy...." the Mafian said as he approached Axilus from behind. Silently, he took out his knife, and from the Medic's perspective it was obvious that the Mafian wanted to penetrate Axilus from behind as well.
With his knife.
And for the Medic, that was problematic. First off, from behind? Yeah, no. Second, penetrating people with sharp objects isn't exactly a good thing for your health anyway.
"Stop right there!" The medic shouter, walking up to the Mafia, who froze, crouched, while Axilus turned around to the source of the sound. "Huh?" He mumbled, stunned, before noticing the guy with his knife. "Hey! YOU'RE the mafian?"
"Yeah."
"Get out of here!" Axilus and the Medic said in unison, and both of them walked over to slap him on the face.
"Ooooo!" The Mafian cried.
Axilus turned to the Medic. The Medic turned to Axilus. "I wonder who you are," Axilus began, and the Medic nodded. "Me too. I'm not really sure; all I know is I need to stay quiet and not get killed."
"Well, good job on picking who to protect, because now I live! We dun got no suspect list though. But who cares. Now, off I go to look for the next person to tickle until they fall over. Toodleoo!~" And with that, Axilus skipped off into the dark of the night.
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