Octavain kept moving. Crawling across towards the location he planned to drop to street level. A small back alleyway. From there he could apply his second disguise, and move uncontested.
Until then, he had to stay far ahead.
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The other two thugs come to a stop at a street corner. "OK... Anyone following us?" The fox asks. "Not that I can see." The wolf replies. "Good... think its time to move more discretely." She pulls out a backpack, places the money inside, and then removes her mask. "OK... Now. Just act like nothing happened." She tells the wolf, and Geoff.
She starts to move off. Suddenly acting cheerful, she made some alterations to her clothes to. She looked like a young fox, no older than 18. She had the look of a student, possibly an engineer. It was hard to believe she was robbing a bank mere minutes ago. The wolf looked far older, and had a far harder time making themselves look respectable. It did not help that his arms seemed to be badly scarred.