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(There’s a saying. Maybe. Or maybe not. But if there was, it would be:

…Hey, are you listening? Hey! HEY!!!)

It’s like a game, sometimes; he sees you, you don’t see him. Ballistics don’t mean anything when you’re traveling at superspeed. Maybe, if you stay very, very still, and concentrate very, very hard, you might even see him waving as he passes by. Just don’t blink.

So the day is saved and no one knows what happened, police baffled but grateful. Three would-be criminals, staring at the space just inhabited a moment ago by three guns, just a second before they’re tied up with ropes from the store they were just about to rob.. Abracadabra!

It’s magic.

It happens here.

And here.

And sometimes over here.

And sometimes people find themselves a little short on cash, but that’s okay, because it’s better than being terminally short on life, right? Or maybe their dinner goes missing at a restaurant. Garcon? Another big honkin’ steak for table 12? Cause a guy’s gotta eat, right, and the door to Milliways doesn’t always open.

He’s not a superhero. He knows that. He’s a criminal, too. He can be both at once. He has to be both at once, because right now? Options aren’t presenting themselves out here. Not ones that would actually work.

Except.

(There’s a saying: )

Well, sometimes you wind up picking up a few things unintended.

(Aw, figure it out yourself.)