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Thread: A City to Save for One, A Giant Playground for the Other (Sierra 117 and Blissy)

Even with her limited time taking up a guise as the masked psychopath she had been quickly working a reputation of being, she had seen her fair share of neat tricks having been crafted by equally as uninteresting characters that generated them. Not everyone had the ability to do whatever he just did and despite not fully understanding what had really happened, she couldn't help but snicker in childish response to him making his first move. Apparently this mystery hero wasn't all ego and a mess of bad jokes after all. To her he was really just another problem and one she'd have to find a solution to as she did all of her others. Normally criminals had plans or morals when they went about doing the things they did, but when you signed up with her all of that seemed to totally go out the window. It had quite literally become just a game of doing what was told of you over fear of ending up as just another bad excuse for a poor example of someone who was clearly apart of the overall problem if they weren't on her side about it. Though despite that sort of persona she'd wear about her, there was more to her then met the eye which was something that had naturally gone overlooked when it came to making a first confrontation with this particular character. She'd only tilt her head in slow decline, after watching four of her front henchmen drop down to the floor like flies. Honestly the nature of how they fell without any fore-warning really did stir to bother her, but if there was one thing she truly was an expert at, it was covering up that sense of fear or discomfort with her deeply sickened colourfully violent imagination. After a moment she'd realize that the four that had fallen over wouldn't be getting up any time soon and she'd ponder out-loud in her normal exaggerated tone. Uh-oh.. did you kill them? I's hope nottt.. Because that would make you a murderrr right? And murders are bad people. Aren't you suppose to be some kind of hero? She'd giggle at the end of her sentence as if to show she was more amused then intimidated by the mystery man with fancy gadgetry in front of her. Sayy.. You wouldn't happen to have more toys on you would youu? Could I see emm? Or did you wanna see mine? She'd snark back in playful tone, as her body would step closer to him and she'd slowly turn on the heels of her dark platformed footwear. The two massive pom poms on her hands would press together tightly as she'd sort of press them towards her chest, as if she were reaching for the zipper of her sweater. It seemed as if she thought the two of them were playing a game and she was hiding something from him and didn't want him to peak at what it might be, based on the nature of her actions.
Thread: A City to Save for One, A Giant Playground for the Other (Sierra 117 and Blissy)

He watched her reaction to most of her men going down. He was surprised she didn't seem fazed by it. Instead she just seemed curious. That's weird, normally one thing like that and they give up he told himself, not taking his eyes off of her or the few remaining henchmen still left standing. He made a mental note to fix his sonic immobiliser, it needed more range and the ability to pass through bodies otherwise it would be useless if he faced a large group like that again. The people still continued to pillage some items, taking them out the door and into the waiting vans. He was surprised at how calm she was. He had just cut her options in several ways and yet she seemed almost...giddy at what he had done. That disturbed him a little but he didn't let it show at all as she began to talk. He laughed a little as she attempted to call him a bad guy if he murdered someone. He knew that wasn't true. Hell, even if the device had killed them it was self-defence. They were going to kill him. But he looked at her and grinned, the lights on his LED mouth twinkling as his real one's grin extended. I don't think so. A. They aren't even unconscious, they just can't move a muscle in their body. They are immobilised and B. they were pointing guns at me. Self-defence isn't defined as murder if my memory and knowledge of the law serves me correctly he smirked and it does, because, you know he stuck both of his thumbs in the air and pointed them at himself, not really caring about the four henchmen left standing and their guns genius he said, still looking at her. He felt his heart rate slow down a little, the adrenaline starting to leave his body as he wasn't afraid anymore. If anything he seemed wildly confident of coming out on top in this situation. Well, that was until she spoke again and stepped closer to him. He frowned again, his eyes narrowing Toys? What toys he thought, a little more concerned now than he had been just a few minutes ago. Sean stiffened a little as she raised her pom poms towards her chest and zipper. He couldn't see anything while she was hidden behind them. He assessed the situation immediately. There was her and her four men left. Better to take them out before she does anything. And with that he was off. He sprang right over her and the four men, his strong legs allowing him to jump that high. He landed on his feet behind them and raised his hand, shooting a net from a little tube, no bigger than the tip of a pen. The net expanded as it flew through the air, landing on the four men and shocking them, enough to knock them out. He looked at her and grinned Trust me lady, whatever you have is nothing compared to my arsenal. I've taken down entire gangs and look at you, pulling off a heist at a nothing facility he had to keep the bitterness out of his voice, he didn't like thrashing his own company but it had to be done, he had to make her see he was better to get her to surrender. So whatever you are planning to do I'd say don't, give up and come with me to the police station. I don't want to hurt you but I will if I have to
Thread: A City to Save for One, A Giant Playground for the Other (Sierra 117 and Blissy)

To her surprise, things had gone unexpectedly well as she'd watch the flame engulf the hero in a roar of inferno. She couldn't help but find herself grinning from the success of the attack, as she wondered if she achieved an easy victory over him with her first move. It was unlikely that he'd fall so easily but she was hopeful that might very well be the case. Her curiosity got the better of her as she'd release control of the flame only to try and give herself a better look at her foe, only to have smoke explode in her face. She hadn't expected him to be so witty with his own defence, despite noticing the window of opportunity she'd have against him and she'd cough aloud once or twice before quickly flipping backward herself. It was like when her body moved she barely made a sound, the agility of her built yet small skinny form sliding easily backward with the momentum of her retreat. She'd disappear in the cloud of smoke he had so foolishly provided to her and do her best and quickly go about snapping her own full face mask back on before the smoke would really get the better of her. After another moment of collecting her breath she'd snap her attention to the floor and notice a bright coloured bat lying down aside one of her fallen henchman. She'd grab the bat without hesitation and slip away somewhere else in the room to try and throw the benefit of the smoke in her favour, planning to throw a sneak attack against him once it cleared. Despite binding her time and waiting in a hidden location behind a cubicle in the room, she couldn't help but wonder if this little set back was starting to get the better of her. She could feel herself growing impatient with the whole matter as her hands would fumble and shake in bothered display at her grip of the bat. It was like she was so swamped in emotions, both angry and scared to continue doing what she was doing, but despite all that she seemed to maintain that awkward sense of forced perfect euphoria. The bottom line was she didn't like having her fun ruined and she didn't like it when people opposed her at all. The longer she'd remain there, simply counting the seconds the more cruel her thoughts would become as her mind swamped with the idea of simply doing more then just killing the man and doing so much more to him once she could get total control of the situation.. Once the smoke would finally clear she'd be careful in taking her next advance, only peaking around the corner of the cubicle to see just how close she really was to the super-hero. She was in luck, he wasn't much further then a few meters away and in realizing that she'd begin to make her second move. Instead of bothering to try and sneak up on him she'd huddle her body in a squat and leap over the side wall of the cubicle flipping through the air and aimming to bring the bat down directly on the back of his skull in a single hard swing with the momentum of her fall. Baseball's never been so funnn..! She'd exclaim in her her usual tone, though she seemed to let her excitement slip a little at the idea of causing him harm.
Thread: A City to Save for One, A Giant Playground for the Other (Sierra 117 and Blissy)

He knew full well the risks of throwing the smoke bombs. It would give her a chance to hide or sneak up on him in the smoke. But he had needed the time to recuperate. He had just been fried inside his suit and had he been in the flame any longer he would probably be unconscious from the lack of oxygen and heat exhaustion. He slowly got to his feet as the smoke began to clear, feeling the full effects now of his earlier excretions in taking out her henchmen who ha been searching his building. But he still had plenty of fight left in him. He wasn't going to make this easy for her. If she wanted to kill him she would be sacrificing a lot herself to do so. He wouldn't go down so easily. He was determined not to go down at all. He had heard a few coughs a few feet away and made his way there, having trained in environments full of smoke for this very reason. However, when he got there he found she wasn't there Damn, she must have slipped away quietly he thought, gritting his teeth as he did. She was talented, that was for sure. He looked all around, taking everything in as his eyes scanned the surroundings. Nothing. Just a pile of unconscious or unmoving henchmen. She must have gotten away but when he looked out he still saw two vans left, one of them loaded with gear the other empty. He did a quick calculation in his head and realised that all the men on the ground would fit in the empty van meaning that she would probably be making a get away in either the one laden with gear or as a part of the group of henchmen. He gritted his teeth and heard a rustling of wood and paper behind him. He turned to see her flying through the air, baseball bat in hand aiming for his skull. He immediately brought up his strapped elbow, blocking the blow as it came down, gritting in teeth as he still felt the impact throughout his entire arm. He lifted his leg, swinging it straight at her chest. He caught her perfectly, sending her sliding along the floor. He quickly raised his taser and fired it at her, it hitting her suit right in the middle Sorry about this he quipped smirking it might get a little bit hair raising he said hitting the switch on the electric output device he was holding that was strapped to the string connected to her and hit the switch. He looked at her and his smirk turned to a frown as he realised it didn't work Fuck the suit! he thought as he quickly tried to get something else from his arsenal to take her down.
Thread: A City to Save for One, A Giant Playground for the Other (Sierra 117 and Blissy)

As the claps had connected he had seen the fear in her eyes. Now it was his turn for the fear to show as he was pulled towards her. This wasn't how it was supposed to go. He had designed it so the only way to remove the clamps was for him to touch them after he had shocked the criminal in front of him. But it hadn't worked this time and it had given her an opportunity to take advantage of it. He had never had any of his gadgets fail on him so much. He dug his feet in and held on to the cable as best he could, trying his best not to be pulled in towards her. She had been smart though, using her flexibility to use her body as an anchor against the wall meaning that unless he was stronger than two walls which he wasn't she would win this tug of war. A calmness came over him as he resisted, thinking about everything he had done for the city. If today was going to be his last at least he made sure that when the police did get here they would have around half of her men arrested and a fair idea of what they were up against. He allowed his retinal camera to take a photo of her, being sent straight back to his laptop. If he didn't make it the cops would find his body, know what he was and be able to search his apartment. She was an enigma though. Clearly full of hatred and anger, yet so happy to cause violence and mayhem. It was almost like she was at peace while doing so, being very happy an excited when at her most vicious. That wasn't weird to him, how good she was against him was though. He had never faced someone as good as her before. He inched closer and decided to risk something he had never tried before, mainly because he had never been in this situation before. His expression changed from gritting his teeth due to exertion to a playful smile. He looked at her as it did and seemed to shrug Well, if you want me that bad he said, still struggling against her pull, making the calculation in his head then I have no choice but to oblige a ladies wish! he said before leaping forward, the momentum of his resitance and her pulling allowing him to fly through the air quicker. He was on her quickly, his fist balled up and he aimed for her head, the soft tissue behind the ear, trying to knock her out and finish this as quickly as possible.
Thread: A City to Save for One, A Giant Playground for the Other (Sierra 117 and Blissy)

This guy never seemed to run out of surprises to dull her with, never-mind when she thought she had in the worst of situations where he couldn't pull any more witty counters or recoveries of the spur of the situation. Despite knowing better then to really letting it get to her, she couldn't help but feel her mood taking a rather sour decline by the moment. It was like no matter what she did, he always managed to find some sort of exit or way of toppling the perfection of the situation right back over her head and frankly she couldn't stand things not going her way. Perhaps that were one of her blatant weaknesses, but she'd do her best not to advertise it, her devastated mood of psychotic delight seeming to do what it did best and down out any evidence of fragility at any obvious moment. Even when he'd use the coiling motion of her advance from the wire to his suit and spring himself through the air towards her, she'd still maintain tolerance over the abrupt disappointment of his heroic actions giving him yet again another swift advantage. It was true that the momentum of the way he launched himself at her did give him quite a sense of acceleration as he'd drive through the air, coming at her like a bat out of hell. However there was one very important factor he had over looked and that was the flexibility of her form, as she'd spontaneously raise her knee towards her face, swinging it in a sharp swift motion as she'd ram it across his jaw and deny his swift advance. It wasn't much of a victory at all, but more so a defence and that would be good enough for the time being since there was very little time to account for at all. The sound of the blaring sirens would remind her of the reality of the situation as she'd find herself grumbling in detest at the fact that she could hear police sirens wailing in the distance already. It hadn't even felt like they had been fighting for any longer then five minutes and already this heroes noble pet dogs were coming barking down the road to try and tear up a new piece of fresh meat. Cops.. She hated cops, but she could definitely say she dislike whatever this costumed gadget happy do-gooder was even more then cops. She'd only think about what to do next for a split second as she'd flip herself upward and disregard and really advantage at trying to really hurt her attack for the time being, as she'd only the strong base of her long plat-formed boot swinging blindly in his direction, hoping she could get a last kick in. Without even bothering to really care the impression she'd make on the so called hero, she'd rush over to fire escape and kick the door open and take off into the night.
Thread: A City to Save for One, A Giant Playground for the Other (Sierra 117 and Blissy)

She stood there, arrogant as she had been during the previous encounter, sighing as he moved through the air towards him. He grinned, her annoying tone about to be shut up by his metal rod about to hit her. He watched her raise her pom poms, thinking there was no way that they could stop him. Then he remembered they had burnt him last time. He knew his suit could live up to the flames, but it would still make him feel like shit. He was determined to hit her, nothing he could do to stop himself now anyway as he was in mid air, even if it meant taking a bit of pain himself. He then heard the click and prepared himself, gritting his teeth, telling his brain to get ready for the heat that was about to wash over him. Then he heard the pain and felt a sharp pain in his chest as the bullet hit him. It halted his momentum, the pain forcing him to gasp loudly a he was sent crashing back to the ground, feeling the cold tarmac against his skin, the bullet stopped by his kelvar mesh suit but the pain of the impact still searing his flesh. He coughed and rolled onto his back, groaning from the impact, trying to get the air that had been taken out of his chest from the shot back into his lungs. He got to his knees, trying to stand up but sinking back to a knee again, the other foot planted on the ground. He looked at her, a painful grin showing up on his mask, the lights twinkling as the grin switched between pain and amusement Akuf...Did you not...cugh...learn from last time? he said between coughs, looking up at her as he finally managed to get back to his feet, his back arched downards a little, slumping as he recovered unless you have...kuf kuf...seven guns firing at my h..cuf..ead at once you can't get through the suit he said, finally straightening up, still grimacing from the pain. He raised the metal stick again, in both hands this time, more of a defensive position as he tried to recover, the police scanner in his ear telling all units not to interfere in The Bridger's fight with the unknown assailant. He smiled at her now, focusing and pushing the anger of losing friends and cops out of his mind, focusing entirely on beating her now So, it's jut you and me. No cops this time, we are the only ones here. How about we settle this, man to fruitcake? he asked, taunting her as he kept the rod up Bullets won't work, fire didn't work. Unless you have something that can crush my body in those pom poms of yours, you're going to have fight me to win this he said grinning So let's get this over with so I can knock you out and drag your crazy ass to prison
Thread: A City to Save for One, A Giant Playground for the Other (Sierra 117 and Blissy)

He was annoyed now. The way she had just stood there after shooting him, like as if she had thrown a baseball to him and it had hit him in the face accidentally. He watched as she showed him the gun she had used to shot him, annoyed that she was just so nonchalant about the whole thing. His body was still recovering from the shot to his chest, the fact he hadn't been expecting it had made it even worse. However, that was nothing compared to the comment that she wished he had killed himself with the gun. She was just so casual about it, so easy with saying he should take his own life. This woman wasn't normal and not just because she was evil. She was clearly psychotic. But she underestimated him. He would never think of taking his own life in that. Sure, he knew what he was doing was suicidal in it's own way, he had long since known that one day someone would get the better of him and kill him. That's what being a hero was all about. He had no delusions of being the guy that always saved the day and never losing, of being the hero that would retire one day with the city under no more attacks, with crime being a long distant memory. But he knew that if he were to be killed at least the city would see the criminals for what they really were scared bullies who could be defeated if challenged. And so as she stood there, bending over slightly, taunting him he knew what he had to do. He would fight until the bitter end, he wouldn't give in to her. He gripped the stick better, feeling the coldness of it even more against his gloved hand. He laughed as she taunted him, looking up at her, his LED mouth in a defiant grin. You're just the same as the rest of them. You're deluded. You need support to do what you do whereas all I need is me. My body and my mind. That's all I need to take you down. And there won't be another date Sean's voice was filled with confidence now I'm not going to let you hurt anyone else or terrorise this city any longer, this ends here. He quickly rose, the metal rod swinging with rapid velocity, his arms bringing it around, aiming for her mid section so she couldn't duck or jump out of the way. He wanted, no he needed to connect with it. He hadn't much left in his tank.