Where Breakdown meets Anri by coincidence
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He could feel it. That strut-chilling sensation of being watched. Like liquid nitrogen dribbled down his bare spinal column, seeping into his protoform; as something, or someone, observed his every move in the dark. Behind his back. Slowly, he forced himself to turn around. The glimpse of a pair of glowing red orbs was more than enough to freak him out. The absence of a spark signature hasten his episode. Without bothering to identify his visual readings, Breakdown transformed with a shriek, tires screeching as he made 0 to 60 mph in less than an astroclick.
As soon as she felt another's presence, she had instantly sheathed Saika. Just when the roar of a powerful engine erupted from the night silence. A set of rapidly fading taillights and the echoing screeching tires confirmed that a car had just sped by. Had the driver seen her? Sonohara Anri hoped that perhaps the driver had only glimpsed the ghostly profile of the red-eyed, sword-wielding demon of Ikebukuro's urban legends.
This all started as a random though, after a few episodes of Durarara!. In an unpredictable city of crazies, the Stunticons will sure fit it. Maybe Breakdown may take a longer time...