Thread: Empire-City of Sin (Black_Out and Sardonyx)

This city is just too damn big, Major Power thought to herself as she leapt from rooftop to rooftop with the velvety cloak of night to shroud her movements from sight. She ran with the stealthy grace of a panthress on the hunt, hunting for what this god forsaken city had too much of wicked, hard hearted criminals who preyed upon the weak mostly to deny the fact that they themselves were mostly powerless in their lives. She sprang from the roof of a tall tenement building, falling through the crisp night air that toyed with her fluttering blond hair like a lovers idle hand. She landed lightly atop a defunct firehouse, a frown curling her lips down at the corners. Empire Citys Bravest the fire departments semi-official motto sprang to mind out of habit. She tossed the thought out of her head as the street version of that motto played through her mind, Empire Citys Corrupt-ess. So many crimes had been covered up with am accidental fire folks joked that a Fire Insurance policy was a better get rich quick scheme then the lotto. It saddened her to have such thoughts running through her head, so she lost herself in the pulse and rhythm of the city as she patrolled it looking for something to stop, fight and end. In a dark, forgotten alley, Major Power found what she was looking for. A couple and a gunman squared off against each other. From her perch atop a roof, the scene seemed clear villainy was afoot. She unzipped her costume so that she almost, but not quite, had her overly ample bosom spilling out of it and felt a rush wash through her as she dropped out of the sky, wind wafting over overheated flesh. It gave her goosepimples and made her nipples harden as she readied herself for battle. As planned, her foot caught the gunmans wrist as she fell to earth, breaking it and making the gun fall from their hand. The woman in the couple screamed and hid behind her man, as the fellow tucked a gun back into his belt. Thank yoose, that stupid bitch was crazy! I told her I was leavin her fer Lola... I nevah tought shed follow uz? The Street tough goombah explained to the heroine greatfully. She looked to the gunman, and found it was a woman, now, weeping piteously as she clutched her broken wrist. Major Power replayed things in her head and realized shed jumped to conclusions in her distracted state and while she did save lives, she didnt feel like it was a win. Deflated, feeling defeated, she looked at the love birds and said, beat it, in a way that implied, before I go and beat you. The couple said no more and ran off while she scooped the hurt woman up in her arms and said, I know it doesnt feel like it, but youre better off without that jerk. The woman just blubbered and looked up at Major Power dejectedly which made her say, Im taking you to the hospital , not the cops. True to her word she sped through the night and moments later they were at the emergency room. She gave the woman over to the orderlies explaining she was the victim of domestic abuse and needed both physical and psychiatric care. The woman startednto object, but relented when she realized that Major Power somehow had figured out the truth and her relief overwhelmed her shame. About then Justicar was wheeled in with great commotion and circumstance. Major Powers was desperate to find out what happened to him, but neither of her alter egos were a good choice for getting involved in things so she was stumped for a moment. Why couldnt I have gotten psychic powers? She lamented for the umpteenth time today, but spying a nurse coming out of a door marked staff only an idea formed in her head. She acted without hesitation and quickly changed in the room into a spare nurses uniform that fit her a little snugly about the bust and ass, but she figured that would only help keep folks from paying to much attention to her face. Then, joining a crowd of medical professionals racing after Justicars gurney, she found her way to his room and listened in to all that was said. As the doctors started leaving the room to order various tests, she lingered behind making a show of checking monitors and bedpans and such. When they were finally alone Daphne went to Sampsons bedside and quipped, you could have just ASKED for a sponge bath and I would have said yes, Jay-bear. Though her tone was light and playful she actually feared for the worst. She knew from personal experience very little on this earth could crack Justicars Power Armor, so for him to be in such a state he must have run into something Big and Badtm. She leaned over to check and see if he was conscious, her face a mask of tender concern and hardly contained rage.