[b][h3][color=gold]La Bandita[/color][/h3]
Local: Toad Town
[sup]Operatives: [@Holy Soldier], [@Zardoric][/sup]
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A mix of emotions played on La Bandita's masked face as Mario ignored her pleas. She was mad he had ignored her, relieved he didn't take her up on the offer, and afraid of what was going to come next. For a decent time the both of them were silent. This attack probably took a lot of Mario's concentration, if she could hazard a guess as to why. She tried to ready herself as much as possible but there really wasn't much she could do. With bated breath she waited for him to say something, anything to break the tension.

[color=0054a6]“I… I can’t stop it!”[/color]

At this point, Bon almost began sweating. This technique was a town buster, clearly. The move was so powerful, it would cause collateral damage. Bon began frantically bashing at one of the blocks in an attempt to escape, even though deep down she knew this was it. A life a violence and crime, cut short by a misguided hero. Bonnie swung again and again at the yellow devil, more and more cracks beginning to form on it's surface. She was close. So close!

[color=0054a6]“Oh, if that’s the case. Try not to cook in there, Stickyfingers!”[/color]

And that was the death knell. Whatever the hell that meant, it was the signifier of her death at the hands of an italian. She got down on her knees, closed her eyes, and-

[color=004b80]“FIRE IN THE HOLE!”[/color]

Then a small, squeaky fart. It took a second for Bonbon to realize what had happened. Nothing. Nothing was what had happened. Bon laughed out loud at the realization that she had been afraid of absolutely nothing. Of course, the laugh was cut short when what sounded like a gas vein bursting outside caught her attention. Heat and a foul stench permeated through the cracked block, and even that small amount was enough to start making Bon sick. A tire fire in a sewer would be better than this. And Bonnie knew her sewer tire fires.

Bon wasted no time in starting her escape again, rapidly bashing against the brick she had previously cracked. Her sloppy, quick bashes were suddenly interrupted as something stabbed at her heart from the space inbetween one of the blocks. Her being distracted allowed the villain to get a slight gash at her, but it was nothing serious, just minor blood and a cut through the cloth at her chest region. She quickly broke the block, dropping the goblin and setting it up for an easy KO. She bonked it on the head, and viewed the chaos unfolding around her. There were so many monsters here. If she took them out, the town would probably forgive her. Hell, she could even steal their wallets!

Bonbon made her way to the plumber and gently nudged him with her bat, careful not to get too close to the bareassed man. [color=gold]"Hey, we got a problem here. Let's say you an' me clean up this joint, huh?"[/color] She propositioned. It was clear he didn't actually care that much about the people she stole from. If she made his job easier, and he got that date, she was sure he'd let her off the hook.