When she left her small town of Middleton to come to a fancy college in San Francisco, Kim Possible thought she’d be going up against more high profile bad guys than your average petty thief. That turned out to be very wrong, so she guessed that more people equalled more small time crime and more opportunities for the bigger threats to hide. Whenever she fought Shego and Drakken back home it was pretty easy to spot them out, but here it was just robber after robber.
Kim chased the man across the rooftops of the dark city, the street only barely visible under the foggy haze that covered them with only the streetlights and storefronts to illuminate it. He was much faster than her but also big which made it hard for him to make quick jumps here and there, not to mention the large bag of jewelry he’s hauling. Her background as a cheerleader made it so she could duck and swerve on a whim but her shorter legs meant it was hard to catch up to him. Tradeoffs can be a bitch, she thought.