R0 Hale seats

Chuuya hopped into the driver's seat and already had his foot on the pedal. The car lurched forward as cops dove out of its path. Some managed to wing the chassis with stray shots, but couldn't hit the tires, and the van swerved its way out of the station parking lot. Hale stumbled into the back and clumsily snapped a headrest off.

"Well. Job well done, that's what I say," Hale said. Chuuya adjusted the rearview mirror, smearing monster blood over it, and noticed Hale took up two god damn seats all by himself. Fourze made sure to buckle his seatbelt. After a moment to catch his breath, he de-transformed. The costume shed off, and Chuuya saw how young he was. Barely a man.