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There where some days that Nick really wished he got paid more for his work as a reporter. But having to take public transportation wasn't that bad.

He was looking over a few notes on his current assignment he was looking into while he rode on the subway. It was going to be sometime before he got to his stop and it was a way to spend a little time.

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GK was up far too early. His apartment had been too quiet. It wasn't time to call Zoe about their trip plans this weekend, or go to his actual job. So he decided to put in some time alone at the other job. Sliver was in the Triangle, catching sight of a young lady in a dark corner whose brightest want at the moment was for what seemed about to happen to Not Happen.

And if GK thought about it too much, he'd get sick. Right over his sleek grey work clothes. So instead, he draws on a family story that had often managed to seem lighthearted against all odds.
"Gentlemen!" he calls to the two muggers -- Vipers, it looked like. Weird to see them preying at first light with just two of them -- as he hurries forward, the sword sliding out. "It would seem the lady desires to retain both her purse and her honor. You'll excuse me if I intrude?" Hey. He had the swordstick, the name, he should be able to pull off the line Mom told him about.

Trip.
Whack.
Parry

Unfortunately, the backup a couple of guys like this might be expected to be travelling with arrived while he was taking them down. The girl screamed as the guns were raised. He barely got her down as the shots started to ring out.

Zoe was at home, several blocks away. The police took forever to get to the Triangle even when they came.

He may have misjudged this one.