[spoiler]Yup, my Red Hood meets your Riding Hood Also, the red parts are black and grey tho :|[/spoiler] Nearby, shouts could be heard and the noise of shattering glass rang out. The figure of a man flew out into the street, rolling over into the shards of glass and debris. Another figure nonchalantly stepped through the broken window and stepped towards the struggling man. "You're either one of the bravest men I've ever met, or the stupidest. You do [b][i]not[/i][/b] try to pick [b][i]my[/i][/b] damn pockets." he said, towering over the cowering thief. He shot a grapple at the man's head and pulled it forward, violently connecting it to his knee. The thief slumped over, lying back in the glass and dirt. The other man sighed and looked around, matching the woman's gaze. He noticed the gaping wound underneath the bloodied rags, and immediately took interest. That, and she had a full bottle of rum. He pulled on his black leather jacket and approached her, pulling up a chair and sitting across from her. "You appear to be bleeding. You gonna need help with that?" he asked.