[center][h2][color=ff99cc]The Xtraordinary Lady X[/color] in:[/h2]
[h3]Intros and Gunfire[/h3][/center]

Kali felt the man's consciousness fade after her electrifying punch and gave herself a mental pat on the back. She watched as his body slunk to the ground and his body dysmorphed into its original state. They were dealing with juicers, but Seattle was a long ways from Gotham, Bludhaven, or even Santa Prisca so what was Bane's goons doing all the way out here? Unless they weren't his goons. He was the type who often liked to participate in the fun himself. But that didn't seem to be the case here.

Her train of thought was interrupted by the words Pink X. She took a second to recall what exactly she had said. Her thanks had unfortunately been drowned out by the question. Kali could understand why they'd think her name was Pink X, but she hated the idea of naming yourself after a color. She couldn't understand Black Lightning's name for the life of her. The guy rarely ever used his black lightning. At least Red's tornadoes were always red. Green Lanterns being named Green Lanterns was so on the nose it was nauseating. She knew they were a group of space cops, but there was already like 50 on Earth, where was the name variety? You don't see Martian Manhunter and Superman calling themselves the Green Martian and Big Red S Man.

Kali fixed the frown hidden underneath her mask and shook her head. Before she could answer more gunfire could be heard towards the back of the precinct. She crouched down next to the apparent leader of the group and finally answered her. [color=ff99cc]"You're welcome, but it's Lady X, student of Lady Shiva. I just really like the color pink. But who are you lot? The Spectacular Axe Princess, Space Elf the Grey, Red Fire, and is that a dinosaur?"[/color] She asked still not having seen the creator of the automaton.

While she waited for them to answer she reached into her utility belt and picked out a few shuriken colored and shaped like the X on her mask. [color=ff99cc]"Also, how's your aim?[/color] She figured that the axe wielder's aim would be pretty good and she had seen how well Red Fire had thrown the pen at the juicer junkie's mask. For the moment she would put trust in their skills so that together they could safely disarm the remaining gunmen and take them down without getting those stuck in the precinct caught in the crossfire.