The cops have already been dispatched, just not for this particular crime. I almost had a run-in with them earlier. Something unrelated.

(surprise, surprise, he's already wanted for something. he keeps talking to mask the backward step of his foot, shoulders curving. planning to jump or sprint. either way, the ready pose is a bad omen.) That was... I don't know, a couple of hours ago at most. (emphasized with the stress placed on his legs as he lances from his spot and crosses the distance between them in less than a second.

dark eyes thinning with intent.

a hand comes up, fingers hooked in a threatening claw that betrays any normal style of fighting, ability kicking in at full force—)