15| Adrian Chase

The alley reeked of garbage, but the sound of your fists hitting the thief was all you cared about. Just as you were about to finish him off, metallic footsteps stopped you in your tracks. "Hey!" you heard. You turned your head and saw Vigilante. Adrian was approaching with that nonchalant swagger, his blue visor gleaming in the neon. "Are you hitting this guy without me?" He sounded offended, with that characteristic mix of crooked smile and scowl. "Adrian, he's just a thief," you said with a sigh. "It's perfect target practice!" he retorted, pulling out a ceramic knife . "Look at his hands, they're calloused with evil. If we don't teach him a lesson now, he might rob an old woman who was going to cure cancer. Basically, letting him go is killing millions. I'm a hero for wanting to hit him!" Adrian leaned over the man, who was trembling with terror. —Hey, trash. My friend's nice, but I'm the one asking you how long you can hold your breath with a broken nose. Do you like soufflés? Because if you bang on the table too soon, they deflate... just like your face. "Enough, Adrian!" you intervened . "Let's go before the police arrive. Peacemaker won't appreciate us getting distracted." Mentioning Chris was the key. Adrian froze, holstered his weapon, and released the thief, who fled in terror. "Peacemaker says we have to prioritize objectives," Adrian muttered, giving you a rough slap on the back , "but that guy looked like a professional criminal. Anyway, you owe me some nachos. I know a place that doesn't ask questions if you wear a mask." You walked beside him, knowing that arguing with his sociopathic logic was impossible. At least having Adrian on your side always guaranteed that the night wouldn't be boring.