[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/SJS4Ur5.png?1[/img][/center] [sub][hr][/sub][COLOR=#81CFFF][indent][sub][B]Location:[/B] [COLOR=#BFD7D7][I]Stagg Industries Research Station #12 [/I] - [I]Present[/I][/COLOR][/sub][sup][right][b]Issue #1.04:[/b] [COLOR=#BFD7D7][I]Don't Flinch[/I][/COLOR][/right][/sup][/indent][/color][sub][hr][/sub] [color=silver][indent][indent][COLOR=#81CFFF][b]“So, who exactly are you and why are you here?”[/b][/color] Kara winced, as she removed herself from the wall halfway across the room that she and her “friend” had ended up in after only a few, very electric, very [i]painful[/i] moments. [b][COLOR=cyan]“You can call me Livewire.”[/COLOR][/b] [indent][COLOR=#81CFFF][i][b]Livewire?[/b] Like the Mountain Dew brand? Seriously?[/i][/color][/indent] The lights in the room continued to filter with every single step from the metahuman, who apparently was a [i]talker[/i]. At the very least Kara knew that meant this fight she was currently caught up with someone who, if the comic book movies were right, was going to monologue just enough information before she overwhelmed them to save the day. But Kara doubted it would be so very easy since this ‘Livewire’ was very much a [i]real[/i] terrorist, and real terrorists tended to know babbling about the plan was a dumb idea. [b][COLOR=cyan]“As for the ‘why’ part, I’m here as the muscle. It’s my job to make sure people like you don’t fuck up the plan.”[/COLOR][/b] Kara narrowed her eyes as she readied herself, [COLOR=#81CFFF][b]“I’m guessing you’re not going to tell me what the plan is.”[/b][/COLOR] Livewire let out a chuckle, slowly eyeing up Kara as more electrical energy seemed to come out of the overheads lights and electrical panels. Was she draining the energy like some kind of battery? [b][COLOR=cyan]“I’d be pretty bad at my job if I did. You know, kind of like how bad you are at being a hero.”[/COLOR][/b] The body language was obvious. There was another attack coming. All of the goading and posturing that Livewire was doing couldn't stop Kara from seeing the clues. If she was going to have an edge of this fight she would have to be quick. She was fast and strong. Livewire had the power of electrical currents and being in a place that lacked the ultraviolet radiation that supported Kara’s powers. At the moment, the only reason Livewire had an advantage was because she surprised her with the amount of power she had at her fingertips. Well, that, and she picked the right area and time to pick the fight. Kara wondered how much research these terrorists, whoever they were, had done on her. What extent of her powers did they know about? She shelved the thought, as she shifted her personal gravitational field. If she could dodge this attack, she could pivot the fight in her favor. [COLOR=#81CFFF][b]“So, are you going to cast lightning bolt or what? I’m getting kinda bored over here.”[/b][/color] Kara quipped, smirking widely as Livewire moved her hands as if on instinct; as if the kryptonian was asking for it. And in a way, she was. [center][i][h1][color=cyan]KRAK![/color][/h1][/i] [img]https://i.imgur.com/D8t8irb.png[/img] [i][h1][color=cyan]BOOM![/color][/h1][/i][/center] Livewire smirked, perhaps wider than a kid on Christmas morning. A large cloud of smoke and electrical energy began to stutter from panel to panel. A sense of confidence exuded from Livewire. For about one second. [COLOR=#81CFFF][b]“I think you missed.”[/b][/color] A familiar voice uttered from behind her. Her smile dropped. [/indent][/indent][/color]