Opal City needs a hero

[_bird_of_flame_]

And that hero is Flamebird

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And since it's Opal City, the guys robbing it are dressed as weirdly as she is. A man in full Cowboy Western gear, complete with red bandana over his mouth. The other one's a full-on Navajo chieftain.

Oh, and neither are costumes. Opal City's just weird.

[_bird_of_flame_]

That's... different.

Flamebird swings up onto the roof of the bank and watches them for a few moments before swining down to the street.

"Um. Don't you know that Cowboys and Indians are supposed to fight each other? You're totally doing it wrong."

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They were fleeing the scene. Were they...holding hands while running?

"Move on, cowgirl! This ain't no place for a lady like yerself!" the Indian says.

The cowboy speaks too, but his words are unintelligible. There's a reason the Navajo language was used as code, after all.

[_bird_of_flame_]

"Oh no. No, no. You two are not holding hands. You are so not getting off on robbing a bank." Bette shakes her head, making a face. "That's just so... No."

Her hand is making its way toward her belt, hoping that there are bolos there. She didnt' check the costume out entirely.