Fall of MoJ

Orion emerged out with short black hair and a wound on his head now covered with an antiseptic ointment. He ran out from the shop, his mind still fatigued, and the thought that the police would be on his trail for breaking into the shop was the last thing on his mind. At least there was the benefit of being homeless and also the ink would help in interfering with the camera footage.

Orion was out on the streets again but it wasn't long before he collapsed in some dark alleyway and passed out. The concussion and toll on his body were much more than he was anticipating. Fortunately, there wasn't any occurrence of someone taking over as he feared. But it looked like that wasn't all, as before long a person could be seen standing beside watching him.

"Is he dead?.... " he crouched to check him closely, only then sighed in relief  "Nah, just knocked out. That's good at least. I think he needs to calm down before he is ready to talk with me."