Instead of the standard human design and shape, it had six arms, while the rest of the body, like the legs and head, remained normal.
Her hair was blonde with parted bangs and a double hair bun, and she was dressed in a similar style of costume that hid her identity, which features long golden gloves that went up to her upper arms, and a black leotard that went over her clothing set.
The bottoms looked similar to tight leggings or pantyhose underneath the leotard, while the top clothing underneath had a collared white shirt with golden buttons and very short sleeves, along with a golden tie to complete her overall look.
Both appearances stood out quite a lot in many ways, so they moved to grab some extra layers of clothing from the nearby cupboard.
They were soon dressed in different styles of hats, sports jackets and tear-away tracksuit pants that had buttons easy to remove, zippers or buttons on the sides of the legs to allow fast removal when needed.
Upon getting dressed up enough to cover certain parts up more and to conceal themselves better, the puppet under Tiffany's control walked out, followed by the other that had more arms.
The location outside seemed like a rundown urban area.
Lots of trash littered the streets, and there were some areas that still had blood stains left splattered.
There was no lighting as the street lights were broken, with some of the shattered glass or plastic still littering the ground beneath them.
It showed how there had not been many visiting that area to maintain it, like anyone who would clean up the streets or fix anything that was broken.
It just seemed like an abandoned neighbourhood that most seemed to avoid.
The two figures slipped through the maze-like back streets under the cover of the shade and darkness that it provided.
As they walked through, they kept their guard up, looking out for anyone coming out of one of the buildings or anyone loitering around.
They continued to avoid any troubles along the way until they walked into another back alley.
Partway in, a subtle rustling noise suddenly emerged from nearby.
Someone scruffy in appearance jumped out from under the cover of some bins and trash bags, as they had desperation in their eyes.
A piece of a broken bottle was clutched in their hands as they aimed the sharp end toward the closest figure.
It was just about to stab into their body before the other figure, which was larger, moved to intercept it.
One arm came out first as it swept outward toward the glass bottle, causing it to be knocked from the hands of the assailant.
Another arm came out moments later, grabbing onto them, followed by more until they were completely restrained and within their grasp.
The threat had been subdued in an instant, causing the assailant to be at their mercy.
All they could do was cry out. "Let me go. Let me go! I promise I won't do it anymore. Okay? Just let it slide this once."
Seeing that they were unable to escape or overpower the other party, they quickly became more subdued while trying to get out of the situation in another way, as if nothing had ever happened.
It was like they had recognised that they had messed up with who they had targeted and were trying to seek out a way to live.
The only thing they could think of doing was to plead for to be forgiven and spared.
The puppet that was attacked stepped forward and looked over them for a moment before speaking. "Another one... such a pain."
The puppet stood on the spot, thinking before speaking again. "Hey. You must see a lot of things happening, right?"
The strength of the arms caused him pain, causing him to answer quickly. "Yes! I see a lot. What do you want to know?"
The voice of the puppet that was speaking could not clearly define the gender of the other party.
If it were not for what had been revealed by how they were dressed, then it would have been difficult to know that they were both females. "You work for me now. If you can get some good intel, then I might pay you.
Attack me again like this, and I will not be so willing to go easy on you like today. You owe me right now, so you'd best find something good to pay off your debt."
He was tossed into the trash moments later, and the footsteps got further away, leaving him there.
It was a type of encounter that was quite common in that area.
Many were in difficult enough situations that they had to fend for themselves on the streets.
They were only out for themselves, and those pushed to desperation would be willing to attack anyone passing by just to take whatever that person was carrying.
Heroes and the police rarely visited such a place, while it had been left in poor shape by all of the gang and villain activities that were left to cause problems in that area without being dealt with.
It was not surprising that the crime rate in that area was high, especially when the population of the homeless on the streets was higher, and many people were tied to a gang in some way.
Most people did not live there by choice.
It was just that they had no other option but to live there.