Swoops!

Who: ?
Where: Promenade Side Corridor 4.
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  There was a small creaking noise and then a snap.  The door smashed on its hinges into two seperate
pieces and splinters fell everywhere.  A long figure, holding a large sack stepped over the mess and
ran along the corridor smirking to himself.
 
  "They never knew what hit them," he laughed to himself, his snickering echoing down the corridor
evily.  He glanced left and right, making sure that no one was following him, before clutching the
bag close to his chest and running deeper into the cavern like tendrils of the connecting corridors.
 
  Had he been paying attention, he would have heard the slight gust of breeze overhead on the airduct
tubes, but to be fair, unless he had concentrated the whole of his attention, and actually knew what he
was supposed to be looking for, he never had a chance.
 
  He ran a little quicker, clutching the bag tighter and imagining all the dollarpounds he would get for
such a haul.
 
  "Teach them to get a better security system," he said laughing.
 
  "And this'll teach you that crime doesn't pay," an ominous voice above his head called out, the low tones
reverberatin around the tight corridor, causing the crook to stop dead in his tracks.
 
  "What?  Who was that?" he called out.
 
  The only response was some laughter.
 
  There was a loud swish noise and something sped past the crook at high speed, snatching the bag from
his arms.   As he stared at the empty space, there was another swish and a fist connected squarely with
his jaw.  The crook dropped to the floor, unconscious.
 
  Gently, as if on a breeze, a small piece of paper floated downwards and landed on the chest of the body.
 
  Written on it in thick black letters were 'DWS', followed by a small symbol.
 
<to be continued...>
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OOC:  sorry for the slight hiatus, I've got new internet rules, which limits participation.