Mistress Dizzy

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Entering the Underground · Afternoon · |@Exit] & |@Mistress Dizzy] CollaborationEntering the Underground · Afternoon · @Mistress Dizzy & @Exit Collaboration ____________________________________________________________________________. Mistress Dizzy    Jin approached the meeting coordinates, eyes sweeping left to right as they strolled through the city. It was an overcast, smoggy day. On any other day, they’d probably feel pretty low. But for a stealth mission, it couldn’t be better. That was good. They were going to need all the extra help they could get. There had been a sense of unease they couldn’t shake since they’d learned what this mission was about. Hunang. Any Roach worth their yuans knew that name, and to fear it. Someone who had been operating for years, who ran certain parts of the Underground. Word was, he could get you anything for a price. Drugs, guns, illegal supplies, people… nothing was out of his reach. And yet – no one knew who he was. That was the scariest part of all. To be an unknown factor in this city was impressive beyond reasoning. Even the Flying Frog had only managed to stay anonymous for half a year. Either his pockets were deep enough to make the RSF blind, or his people were so loyal, or so terrified that they obeyed him without fault. They exhaled a shuddering breath, before shutting their eyes as long as they dared. Every ounce of their focus would be needed to get the two of them down to the Underground, and up again in one shot. As the man in the black coat waited, various people strolled by on the street below and paid him no mind. A haggard looking mother corralled a trio of energetic, skinny children. A slim woman in black strolled by and headed down the stairs before vanishing into the dark. A young couple held hands as they walked down the street, having no eyes for anything but each other. The smog, the dirt, and the crowds didn’t seem to exist to them at all. The meeting time approached, and passed. Evidently, there was no sign of Jin. Then the man’s phone buzzed once, with a new message. Exit    ”Hm…?” Nelu reached into the fold of his jacket and pulled out his device, quickly unlocking the screen and seeing the notification for a new message… from Jin. Light from his phone danced along the edges of his face, highlighting the slightest hint of concern as his eyes drifted from the still closed message to the time read out in the corner. Then, for the briefest of moments, his eyes shifted over the crowd before they returned to the phone and he tapped the notification. ”Where are yo-” Mistress Dizzy    The message simply read: “Coulda shot ya by now.” From the near pitch darkness of the stairs, the woman in black that had passed by not ten minutes ago approached. At that distance, she was another stranger. But she got closer, and peculiar details slowly appeared. The dress that was black suddenly glittered with brilliant blue light. Sharp angles and circles marked the pattern of a motherboard. The dress was long, nearly brushing the ground, but the other side was cut high, showing a generous amount of lean brown skin wrapped in a translucent stocking. Chestnut hair tumbled in waves down the woman’s back, framing a slender face. Their eyes were a stark bright, almost inhuman blue – but the intensity of focus behind them would be quite familiar to the man in the coat. Exit    ”A-...” Nelu’s breath caught in his throat and whatever worry or words or thoughts he meant to express were lost. Instead, everything became Jin. Jin unfolding from the crowd. Jin pulling away from the shadows. Jin stepping toward him in glittering patterned blue and silver lights. Before he’d even realized what he was doing, before he could stop himself, his eyes had begun to betray him. They traced Jin’s frame and gleaned the shape of their approach, following closely the shifting curves in their silhouette and allowing imagination to color in the secrets he wasn’t allowed to know. When Jin stopped only a few feet away from him, the hem flourished slightly, parting just enough to reveal a slender, stocking wrapped leg guiding him eagerly toward the high cut in the dress. Mistress Dizzy    With a wicked little grin, Jin pointed their finger at his heart, and said: “Bang.” Exit    It was enough to pull him back from that far off place Jin had sent him to against his will, and it was only then that he realized what he’d been doing. Where he was. Where his eyes had lingered to. By the time he felt the heat in his cheeks, it was already too late. His eyes snapped to Jin’s just as the slightest shade of red drained unnaturally from his cheeks. He flashed an almost shy smile at them, playing at his defeat, the brief lapse in his composure having lasted for only a moment before disappearing completely. He was again Nelu, he hoped. ”You got me.” He raised an eyebrow, somehow maintaining his poise despite the brilliant blue in Jin’s eyes. This was all new to him. ”Did you get lost on the way to the gala?” Mistress Dizzy    Jin chuckled softly, as if amused at their own silly joke. Their eerie blue eyes didn’t linger long on Nelu’s. They flicked aside, left and right, reading the area in seconds. Then they refocused on Nelu without missing a beat, as if their heart weren’t trying to escape their chest. Exit    Nelu noticed too that his weren’t the only eyes lingering on Jin’s body. The Lower Ring was not the place to draw attention and whether or not Jin was aware, their stunt had done just that. Eager, interested parties were eyeing Jin like an object they meant to devour. They couldn’t linger. At least not on the surface. Underground however, a couple of idiots disappearing was just another day in the life. Carefully, Nelu reached for Jin’s outstretched hand. His fingers wrapped around theirs and his thumb pressed gently into their palm before sliding down across their wrist. He guided Jin toward the stairs. ”Looks like you got someone else too.” He turned to face them as they continued down the steps. ”I can’t get you to the palace tonight but, how do you feel about a dance?” Mistress Dizzy    His hand was warm. “Who needs the palace? All the fun is down here.” Jin let him lead, as they stepped down the stairs side by side. Stepping even closer, they slid a slender hand into Nelu’s. Their index finger tapped a count of four against his palm, as together, they descended into the dark. Exit    Behind them, four men were following.

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LSF HQ · Late Afternoon · In collaboration with [&.Exit]LSF HQ · Late Afternoon · In collaboration with @Exit _ Jin silently strode down the cold halls of the LSF headquarters. Their feet knew the path well, leaving their brain far too much time to think. What’s Mr. Sato’s mission? When will I know? And… why me? I mean, yeah I got the skills, but, you can’t teach experience, everyone says that. I ain’t been running solo long enough. I don’t fuckin get it. Unless. Maybe. If what Sato said is actually true, maybe Cap stuck his neck out for me? But what the hell would he do that for? There’s nothing in it for him. Jin’s mind spun in circles, and they pressed their thumb just above their left eye where a little pain was starting to throb. It was all a puzzle, and they couldn’t make any headway in figuring it out. They stopped short, realizing they had reached their destination already. After they scanned their badge, the door opened with a whoosh of even colder air. “Knock knock, Doc.” Jin rapped on the doorframe to announce their presence. ”Yes, Jin. Do come in.” ”Just who I was hoping to see.” Came a familiar, somewhat tired female voice from inside the workshop. Stepping through iron doors transported any and all into the mind of a woman that very few could understand. Concrete walls became cold steel, every inch of which was lined with ‘innovation’... or destruction. It was often hard to tell the difference for anyone but one. To Doctor Sylara Li, each piece of metal, every screw and spring and stripped wire were the pieces of painting she could see clearly in her mind’s eye. The pieces of a puzzle that only her hands knew how to put together. As they were now and to the untrained eye, they were like bones and carcasses of science and physics hung on walls and shelves. Like slices of meat and fish. The woman’s library of work, a record of her accomplishments, were strewn in haphazard piles in the room. Steel frames given life and then just as quickly forgotten and dismissed as older models. Technology outdated as soon as it was discovered. She was ever looking toward the future, even as she approached her fifties and the years ahead of her began to dwindle. Even as the hairs on her head began to gray, the spark in her eyes never left and it was that same spark that regarded Jin as they entered the room. Eyes that pulled apart everything in front of them to understand the individual pieces only saw the body and soul of a person they had helped to create. A mind like hers, yearning to see and understand the unknown and explore the darker corners that others did not. Today, ‘last year’s model’ was non other than a miniscule piece of technology. A marvel, even when compared to the latest Xuoshi model drones. Jin’s tadpole had become one of their closest companions when on the field. A brain already able to dissect the world around them into basic law may not have needed assistance in any form, but Doctor Li understood that a mind could only do so much. That rules meant to be unbreakable could only be bent so much before they broke you instead. Machines could go beyond that and it was through Jin’s tadpole that they could achieve as much. ”I think you’ll find the updates to your friend here more than beneficial.” She began, tapping the small device with a long and thin metallic pointer. On the table in front of her and the approaching Jin was a small metallic shape that seemed to start cuboidal and shape itself into a point. Almost like an elongated teardrop about four inches long. Once coaxed, a small light blinked at the ‘nose’ and the shape suddenly split down the middle. A line appeared along the center and the two halves unfolded like wings, folding horizontal and parallel to the table top as if it were flexing or stretching. Once the wings had folded back into itself, the main body lifted itself off the surface on six miniature legs and the head popped free. The orange light swiveled up to look at Jin as they approached, ‘blinking’ at them and walking around itself in a small circle as if elated to see them again. It chirped something high-pitched and pleasant at them. ”The slight damage to its communicator has been fixed and improved for range as well as the visual link.” She placed the peripheral contact lens in its case next to the Tadpole. ”And that was just what you asked me to look at.” Jin grinned huge as their friend came to life. “Hey, buddy! Good to see ya!” They reached out with a fingertip and stroked the bot’s ‘head’ as if it was a pet. The bot made a noise very similar to a purr. “Tad looks good as new, Doc.” They picked up the bot with care, turning it 360 and looking with a sharp eye. “Alright. What else did you do?” Practically every time Tadpole was left in the Doctor’s loving care, it came out with at least one fun new upgrade. Some were innocuous and fun. Others were far more useful. Most of the time, the upgrades were things that were at a skill level that was so far above Jin’s own, it was almost depressing. Almost. If anything, it made them want to work even harder to get to the Doctor’s level. The Tadpole began to disappear in the palm of Jin’s hand, slowly becoming translucent until it was entirely transparent after less than a minute. ”I managed to finally fully integrate visual camouflage. It's most effective when it’s standing still and will become visible once it starts to move again. Also…” Jin let out a little gasp, green eyes glittering as their little robot friend completely disappeared from view. “Doc. You finally did it!” Jin had a camouflage suit of their own, one that they had trained for hours in but had not yet put into active use. Dr. Li had been trying to get the visual camo to function for months for the AI spotter bot, but there had been setbacks aplenty. It seemed that the smartest woman they knew had finally cracked the code. Experimentally, Jin wiggled their fingers behind the space where they knew Tadpole sat. There was some visual distortion, but it was subtle, and would likely need another sniper to spot it in the first place. “Aw, shit! Me and my buddy are gonna be the sexiest duo no one will ever see comin’! Wait, did you say ‘also?’” Jin’s head whipped toward the Doctor, a childish glee in their gaze. “What else did you do?” Sylara reached under the table with her right arm and grasped a heavy steel plate that was several inches thick. What would have been impossible for some was only a slight inconvenience to a woman who had done work on herself as well. The servos in the metal of her arm chewed audibly at the air as she carefully placed the heavy slab on its side standing up. She then tapped around its center and waited. The tadpole, still invisible, leapt out of Jin’s hand and onto the spot Sylara had directed it to. Its smaller shape seemed to warp the air around it as its camouflage struggled to keep it obscured, only letting up once it had landed. Now corporeal again, it wiggled its tail a few times before forming a sharp point and aiming the tip at the steel plate. The tail then began to rapidly spin and dig into the surface, filling the air with the sound of grating metal. Despite the noise, Tadpole burrowed through with ease and after only a few moments, it had crawled completely through the fresh hole. It appeared on the other side of the plate, the edges of its wings glowing bright red and its head shaking free some of the swarf that had collected on it. ”Heat is absorbed through its wings and stored as energy. The metal casing has been improved to resist abrasion. It's impossible to make it quiet when cutting through steel but through softer materials, stealth can be maintained.” “Oooh!” Jin applauded a bit, impressed. “That’s a game changer. Add that to the visual link and suddenly I can see through walls. Nasty.” They let out a little whistle, and Tadpole, done dusting itself off, sprung from floor to table, then to Jin’s shoulder. Jin gave it another fond rub on the head chassis before returning their gaze to Dr. Li. “You’re the best, Doc.” “Oh yes, I know.” Sylara didn’t even blush at the praise. It wasn’t ego stroking bullshit, it was factual truth. “Alright, one last thing.” She gestured for Jin to follow, and they walked through the lab together. There was always so much to view in Dr. Li’s lab. Blueprints, models, and even things that were still in idea form. Jin knew better than to ask about any specific thing. The Doctor was very protective about her unfinished work. Any prodding about it would get the curt answer ‘you don’t eat bread while it’s still dough’. “Here.” The Doctor stopped in front of a tall display case. “Don’t tell Dermok, but I’ve got a bit of a preview for your next mission.” Jin frowned slightly, confused. “Next mission? We just got back.” The Doctor waved her hand, dismissing the question. “They’ll chew my ass off if I give you any more detail.” She fished a remote from a lab coat pocket.“Feast your eyes on this!” With a little flourish, the case opened. Jin stared, looking between the contents of the case, and the expression of glee on the Doctor’s face. “Heh. You’re kidding, right Doc? …Doc?”

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Young Justice

As the fight continued, Mirage moved to back up her teammates. She’d gotten a decent look after the light of her staff faded to a reasonable glow. Cybergirl seemed to be doing quite well for herself. Despite looking like she had been shot more than once – a fact which scared Mirage quite a bit – she looked to be in high spirits. She flashed her a thumbs up before flinging a Kobra goon like a frisbee.

Kassy returned the gesture with a toothy grin. She hadn’t laid eyes on Metamorph since they’d entered. But frankly, she wasn’t worried about him. He could handle himself in battle better than the rest of the team. He’d be fine.

No, the one that most worried her most was Zatara. Between slobbering over Mateo, and all but blowing the team’s cover in the cafe, he’d been off the whole mission. Sure, they all mis-stepped sometimes. This time seemed so much worse. Was he unwell, she wondered? Knowing his talents weren’t made for this kind of fight, she searched for him in the battle the best she could. But between fighting off opponents, the still dim lighting, and Zach’s black uniform, she simply couldn’t locate him amid the chaos.

“Team, I'm pursuing one of the large ones. Mirage, on me! Everyone else, continue taking out the others.”

She turned at Rain’s call, very surprised to hear her name coming from his mouth. They had not spoken a word since Atlantis. There was a large part of her that really wanted to ignore him. He could pick someone else, right? But she could already see his back disappearing. Scowling faintly, Mirage took off after him.

She could hear Rain’s footsteps ahead, and she followed. The stairs led to a lab similar to the one back at home. Just bigger and much more equipped. The Kobra agents seemed to be ignoring the two heroes outright, far more focused on getting everything they could gone.

Her orange eyes darted from person to person. “Unless they’re hiding magic, I don’t think they’re dangerous.” But then again, with everything they had there, Kobra could start fresh in a new city. There would be more missing boys.

“What do you think we should do with them?”

Tiny and the Terminator [Mistress Dizzy & Shifter_Master]

After keeping a careful eye on her opponent, and keeping herself from being hit, Jinny slowly worked out the method behind the control. It was genuinely impressive. No one else would have been able to make it work. Maybe not even her. She could do the math, sure, but not that fast. Not enough to put it into real play.

There were so many variations to consider to keep up with that constantly changed the equation. Like luck. Idiotic beginner’s luck. Despite her dodging, she was hit. Not once, but twice.

Jinny blinked.

The smack on the ankle was fairly painful, and she’d have a bruise to match. The length of chain yanked her leg the wrong way, and distantly, she knew she’d pulled a muscle in the wrong direction. Those were all part of the battle.

But that laugh. Something about that irritating laugh, heard for the second time in as many days, burrowed under her skin in a way she didn’t understand. He hadn’t done anything to earn his triumph, and he knew it, and he was still acting like that?

Somewhere in Jinny’s subconscious, a tiny seed of something dark that had been buried for years, chained up by a regiment of training and a man that the child wouldn’t even dare to challenge, rose to the surface just behind her eyes. Her stance shifted. Shoulders square, jaw set, eyes firmly focused on the target. Slade would recognize it immediately.

After all, who wouldn’t know their own form in the mirror?

“Oh. So you are a fighter. Good.” Jinny smiled. It was not an expression that belonged on the face of a child. “That means I can stop playing.”

She darted into an attack, faster than she had before. Gizmo might have been able to calculate her incoming trajectory. But without the physical strength to overcome Jinny’s speed, no amount of math would make the equation work.

The first strike was right to Gizmo’s jaw, the pommel of the blade hammering his teeth. That was smoothly followed with the blade itself, slicing his cheek on that side. Tossing the sword from her main right hand to the left, she scooped up the slack of the chain at Gizmo’s feet and tossed it up and over her opponent. It landed behind him.

Without giving him a moment to gather his thoughts, she smacked one of his hands with the pommel, as hard as she could. As he dropped the chain on reflex, she put the sword back in her right hand and did the exact same thing to his other hand.

He was disarmed, and the whole thing had taken about thirty seconds, if that. The fight could be declared here if he decided to give up. But somewhere underneath the haze of anger in her head, she knew that she couldn’t just let Gizmo walk away. She had to make sure he wouldn’t think about stepping to her anytime soon.

The next swing of the gladius blurred forward, right at his midsection. But instead of using the sharp end of the blade, she used the wider flat end. The raw power behind the blow sent her opponent stumbling back. The chain on the ground was suddenly a tripping hazard. He stumbled and was suddenly flat on his back. Jinny was about 5 seconds behind, with no light in her eyes but the shine from a very sharp blade. One that was in line to go straight for his throat.

Hopefully Sanctuary

Devika pursed her lips for a split second, before smoothing her expression. In her mind, Roxy absolutely needed shielding, but in a different way. But - she was tired, and probably cranky. Even if she wasn’t, this was not the best place for a deep conversation. She’d save the confrontation for when they weren’t in public, in front of her parents.

“I’ll be fine after I chill out here. And maybe get some of that funnel cake.” With more calm than she felt, she removed her glasses and buffed them on her shirt. The exhaustion in her eyes was obvious. And yet – she just kept on.

“I’ve been through worse.”

Titans Academy

_{Location: Midway City, - Michigan}

Episode #2: Additional Adversaries

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_{Interaction(s): @Omega Man - The Shield | @Birdboy - Shuriken | @WXer - Dragonson | @YourNameHere - Apparition | @Zaibatsu - Gravitas | @rocketrobie2 - Chemaxzord}

Post #2.09: All Differences Aside...

In another area of the mall, Origami jogged down the mall corridor, turning her head slightly when she was flanked by another. Pulling on a red bandana that covered half her face, she nodded in greeting. She didn't know very much about Gravitas. Then again, she didn't know much about most of them. She hadn't exactly gone out of her way to do so, either.

"You look a bit ill. Don't puke. Anyway - you see those two?" She pointed out a pair of red hoodies in sunglasses. "They're the ones causing the chaos. Why? Don't know. I actually don't even care. But I've counted at least 10 so far and I've been here about as many minutes. We stop them, and maybe have enough time to catch the weekend sales." Was that a joke? It was at least an attempt.

Origami tucked an expensive looking earbud in one ear, under the bandana. A faint, thumping beat could be heard. Her head started to bob in time with it. "Later, Gravitas." With that, Origami leaned forward just a bit, and then picked up speed. It wasn't anything so flashy as a proper speedster, but ten steps down the corridor and she still hadn't hit full acceleration. The two kids in red were coming up quick, and they wouldn't know what hit them.

There was the faintest sound of the rustling of paper, and then Billy 2 was promptly kicked in the back of the head. "Agh, what the f-" His curse was cut short by a pair of punches as Origami popped him twice in the mouth, twisted and weaved out of the way of his return haymaker.

Billy 1 came from behind, winding up for a punch. The paper that was twisting in the air got in the way, and was suddenly as thick as stone. "Owwww!" He shook his hand, and Origami dropped to the ground on her back, legs helicoptering in a sweep that took him down at the knees.

As Billy 2 moved in, she moved out of the spinning sweep, lifted herself up on her hands and pushed, kicking him in the face with both feet. Something unexpected happened, then. Billy 2 more or less exploded, ruining Origami's fluid dance and dropping her to the ground.

"Oof! Merde!" She swore, wincing as she picked herself up and tried to find the rhythm against the last opponent.

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After a roll of her eyes, Arina had dispersed once more, surveying the area. It hadn’t taken long for a thin layer of smoke to fill the area around Origami, and from above, she observed. As the girl was knocked down by the explosion she decided to intervene. The girl got to her feet and engaged with the last duplicate, however behind her, another duplicate appeared, silently advancing to attack from behind. The smoke didn’t seize him until the last second, his hand up to strike, it wrapped around his body, entering his eyes, nose, mouth and ears, filling his body. Gritting his teeth, he stiffly lowered his hand and stepped backwards, away from the girl.

She inwardly scoffed, ‘Stop resisting, you’ll only hurt yourself,’

His movements looked off for a moment as he jerked himself sideways and stumbled slightly before he slowly stood straight and stretched his limbs out, as if getting an idea of their mobility. As another duplicate spotted Origami, he was swiftly intercepted by the odd behaving clone and dropped to the floor. His gaze was dull as it slid sideways to Origami,

“You should be more careful,” his tone was apathetic as he stood straight, still looking oddly stiff.

By the time Apparition had finished her hostile takeover, the Billy that Origami had been fighting was defeated. She gave the other girl an arch look, her body subtly swaying to the beat. "Your assistance wasn't necessary." There was a moment's pause, before she continued. "But it was welcome. Do we know where the epicenter of these fools is? Can you sort through his mind and find out?" She wasn't sure that was something that Apparition could actually do. Honestly, this whole 'team' thing was a tricky business.

The clone turned to give the girl a blunt stare as she criticised the intervention - his lips tugged upwards, his eyes growing softer. The amusement was short lived however, she felt herself wavering again as the body struggled against her, there was a moment of struggle as he hunched over and grunted gritting his teeth.

‘You’re the only one who is going to suffer here,’ her voice sang through his head, yet he didn’t seem to care. She felt herself slipping, the smoke beginning to seep into the wrong areas as she tried to hold on, but the struggle was exhausting.

He threw his head back with a cut off yell as the smoke within him oxidised, suffocating him before it poured out of him and pooled on the floor. The duplicate dropped to the ground, dead as she reformed on her hands and knees gasping for breath.

After a moment, her widened icey eyes narrowed as she glared at the duplicate’s now lifeless body,
“Idiot,” she breathed. Her eyes flickered back up to Origami, her gaze softening as her hair fell over her face slightly.

“I didn’t need to sort through his mind to know he’s in the food hall somewhere,” her voice was slightly hoarse as she pushed herself upwards to her feet, folding her arms over her still bare chest.

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	“It’ll be a stretch, but I can probably possess one more time,” she mused, stretching her neck until it clicked, “You got any ideas?” "Huh." Origami paced over as Apparition reformed. She yanked the red sweatshirt off the cooling body of the duplicate and held it out to the other girl, gaze politely focused elsewhere. "I didn't know that was lethal." Arina tilted her head ever so slightly at the girl, her blank gaze flickering between the shirt she offered and her face, which was still turned away. She didn’t see the point in putting on clothes considering she’d just lose them again, but it occurred to her that she perhaps made Origami uncomfortable - and in the team spirit, she decided to meet the girl half way. She mused a “Thanks,” as she took the sweatshirt and pulled it over her head. It fell to her mid thigh, incredibly large on her small form, and she pulled at the material slightly, trying to get comfortable. Her eyes were fixated on the collar of the shirt as she wrestled with it, “Dude said something about a dude called Constantine and a lighter that summons a demon lord or some shit,” she tried to explain, “In any case, he’s looking for the lighter, I don’t know why it’s here, but apparently this Constantine thought it a good idea to lose demon lighter in the middle of a mall… what an idiot…” Origami snorted, shaking her head. "Agreed. I hope he isn't on our side, because that would be an embarrassment. I suppose we could find it, and make him come to us?" Once she realized Apparition was redressed, she scanned the mall ahead. "Well, they were headed in that direction. Shall we?" She tapped her earpiece, the thumping bass just barely audible from the outside. Arina looked in the direction Origami had directed and her gaze flickered between the girl and the Food Court for a moment before she nodded slightly, not bothering to disperse into smoke as she trailed behind the girl, her bare feet raised to their tip toes, as if she was trying not to touch the ground. She outstretched her arms as if she were balancing on a tightrope before she took a large step forward and elegantly clasped her hands behind her back as she strode in time with her teammate. Her ice blue eyes slid sideways at the girl and she pondered sparking a conversation, but the most she could come up with was, ‘Why so moody all the time?’ Which, she thought, was rude. So she decided against it, and walked with the girl in silence.	..................................................... ...

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Young Justice

Interaction: The Team vs Kobra
Location: Taos, New Mexico

Mirage had her staff at the ready as she climbed through the smoking hole in the wall after the rest of the team. She still wasn’t sure about this “plan” of Rain’s. Shock and awe just wasn’t her style. But no one else had said a word about it, so neither did she. It was far too quiet as they all entered. She felt a prickling at the back of her neck. Something was watching, and it had teeth.

It started to go off the rails at a rapid pace. The wall started to close up behind them. There were multiple enemies pouring in on all sides. And of course, their “leader” went off without a word of instruction. Very well, then.

The uniforms on their enemies looked rather standard for human military. If she recalled right, those goggles were something to give humans some assistance in the dark. Perhaps -

Mirage twisted the staff upright in her hands and infused it with a burst of her will. The runes lit up red and a ball of orange flame lit the top. “Not enough!” She inhaled and pulled magic from deeper within. Gritting her sharp teeth, she brought the staff up and slammed it on the ground. A ball of searing hot, achingly bright white flame burst from her staff. The effect was immediate. Several soldiers nearest it stopped in their tracks, staggering backward.

“My goggles, I can’t see!”

“She blinded us!”

They didn’t waste time starting to strip the gear. But an opening was an opening. She let the flame’s power drop, ignoring the ringing in her ears. Then she rushed then, executing a swift combo to crack skulls, knees and ribs, dropping the soldiers before they could recover their bearings.

Tiny and the Terminator [Mistress Dizzy & Shifter_Master]

Jinny twisted neatly out of the way of Gizmo’s first swing of the chain. The second was more difficult, mostly because it came out of nowhere. Her size came in handy, for once, as she was able to crouch low and let it sweep over her. Her brown eyes were fixed on him, and only one person in the room would be able to recognize the way Gizmo was being picked to pieces. While she wasn’t even close to as adept as her father was, she could already see several points of weakness that she could take advantage of.

His stance was laughably bad. One good kick would send him sprawling. His fixed position left him little room to maneuver and adapt. His muscle tone was a joke – obviously he spent too much time indoors and his diet was trash. With proper leverage, she could take his weapon with a little fight. This could be over in 30 seconds.

And yet…

How the hell was he doing that with the chain?

Jinny had to know.

She moved in and took two quick strikes at Gizmo with the gladius. Her control of a weapon she’d never used was impressive. It would hurt like hell, but he’d be fine. Then she darted back out again, her movements practically daring him to swing.