*Quietly the rooster snuck around a glass building and peered inside. High Command had ordered him to get into the building and get ahold of secret documents regarding the city's security. With a smirk, he slipped his hand into his Armani suit's pocket and fished out a glass cutter. He began to cut away at the glass, keeping watch for crimefighters in the corner of his eye.*
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