Wandering about West City, Nexon continued to soar overhead before coming to a halt in the skies. Looking down, he caught the sight of what appeared to be an elderly man being held up at gun point. Blinking at the sight, the crimson haired half-breed would allow a grin to move across his lips as he dropped down from the sky. "Give up the wallet old man or you'll end up making the obituaries tomorrow." The gun man was cloaked in a dark black hoodie and had a horizontal scar going across his underside of his right eye. In his hand was a 9mm handgun, though it seemed a bit worn out.
Landing behind him, Nexon would give a slight whistle, causing the gun man to turn his head. Standing over him was the red headed martial artist with a body that looked like it was sculpted from marble and a stern expression. "Well, I'll give you one chance to apologize but I'm going to have to take that away form you." Nexon would state as he extended his arm out to grab at the gun. Without hesitation, the robber would turn and fire, the explosive sound of gunpowder ringing out for bystanders to hear.
However, standing in place as if nothing had happened, Nexon shook his head. Giving a slight chop to the robber's shoulder, Nexon would cause his arm to fall asleep and in turn, drop his gun. "Well...I tried giving you a chance."
"Alright now let's-" Nexon's speech would pause as another voice made its presence known. Turning his head slightly to catch a glimpse at a blonde haired woman who appeared to be in her early twenties. Blinking curiously, Nexon was a bit surprised that she had managed to sneak up on him, he was a little impressed and wondered why he was unable to sense her. Glancing at his would be captor, the robber would suddenly take off, aiming to leave the alleyway that the group had been standing in. Grasping at his left arm with his right hand, the robber was completely on edge.
With a sudden thud, the man fell back onto his backside where Nexon was standing over top. Edgy might have picked up on the fact that the red head she was speaking with a moment ago was an afterimage left behind from the sudden burst in speed. "That was a good try but I have to make sure you're here for when the police arrive. Now let's just set you here." Nexon would grasp the man by the back of his shirt and lift him up into the air, floating off of the ground. Pinning him by the back of his shirt, the red head would keep him in place by driving a spare piece of wood through it.
"Ta-da! Now then..." Floating back down to the ground and landing with a small "tap" of his boots, the Saiyan hybrid would look over the woman. She was dressed a little out of place though he wasn't one to make any judgement calls really. "You need help with something?"