It was one of those times where the device wasn't giving Braxien 100% co-operation, more like 10%.
He had teleported just as a Judoon squad thundered past him.
"Geezus, Judoon roaming London…where are the police anyway?"
Without any further need to question the nature of the scene, he tagged along, chasing the Judoon. He had spotted the target of the Judoon.
He stopped, held his hands in the air. "Hey! Judoon! Over here! You're after me!"
They stopped and turned to face Braxien. On his face grew a cheeky grin before heading off into a run. This is way more fun than being a detective!
They chased him to a dead end. Braxien's smile faded as the advanced more upon him. "Now, I'm sure you don't want to hurt a civilian."
Judoon's nostrils flared. "You are no civilian. Our orders are to eliminate the Drifter."
Braxien's pupils dilated at the sound of his nickname and the threat of being incinerated.
"Look forwards into life, not backwards...otherwise you may find your face planted into the back of a lamp-post." -Flannagan