|A brunette sits in her apartment as she rolls her eyes a bit. She looks at the news as she mutters, "These morons don't seem to have any kind of eyes at all." Her brown eyes glance down to her coffee as she mutters, "Frank.....can you pop up the footage of the other heist...and of all jewelry shops in the area of a hundred foot radius" |
A voice of some robotic type man comes across as the machine rolls away from the butter tray pausing, "Certainly Miss Wayne.....But Fiona....why did you make me serving you butter after making you toast."
Fiona raises her eyebrow as she smirks, "Cause you are right now a butter maker now pass the fucking butter."
|The robotic screen makes a strange face as it simulates an annoyed expression, "YOU HAVE A SPECIAL GIFT YOU FAIL YOUR HERO COURSE BECAUSE YOU REFUSED TO HAVE MY ADVICE TO HELP YOU KEEP FROM GETTING WET....YOU SPEND YEARS WORKING YOUR WAY UP AND EVEN INHERITED TONS OF MONEY....AND YOU USE IT TO MAKE ME DO THIS.....Why young lady if I may speak for your dearly passed fa...." |
Fiona smirks as she looks and has a few components shift, "What was that did I remove your speaker system....Frank do what I ask or I will make you my socks and walk all over that pretty face of yours."
The machine shoots steam out as it turns and alters the projected television screen showing multiple images.
||Fiona sips more of her coffee as she mutters looking. "Alright so far only two...same built ...same height...same hair...same tech....we got ourselves a cloner." She would smile as she ate her last piece of toast and flicks her wrist a bit letting the robot become more of a utility belt. "Hey want to play cat and mouse....I mean work doesn't start for a little bit and you can print such a pretty realistic looking jewel."|
The AI on the device rolls his eyes as he waits. Fiona would place her coffee down as she took a few pieces of glass from her table and slides it under a now shifting machine that looks like a 3D printer, "Alright Frank....lets make ourselves some Jewels...if those two were hit this might be the next one....." She snapped her fingers as her cyberweaved cloth shifted into a black pencil skirt, white blouse and yellow suit coat.
"Miss Wayne Cloner is not a word you would like to say Doppelganger quirk." Fiona rolls her eyes as she mutters, "Whatever let's get this done with."
|Fiona five minutes later would be walking with a rather large shaped jewel in her hand. It looked very real but was made out of some fake materials to have the right look even though if touched it was obviously a fake. |
She stepped in front of a jewel store as she smirked, "Personally I know I am considered support but why not shake things up a bit....not like the firm will do much other than have my shift red tape....and I am off duty so .."
Francis looked up from his screen belt face as he speaks to her through a speaker, "Miss Wayne...this is highly risky and your boss will."
Fiona sighs, "My boss is probably fucking some new hero and no offense you do not need to talk...I can hear you through my quirk member...so zip it before I alter those speakers into a shitty ram card to make you have some memory problems."
As soon as MMM caught Roxy the two were in a snug hug and the pair fell like a rock. Roxy landed on top of the pro hero. Her curvy form pinned under the now super heavy jet pack. Her breasts mashed up against MMM's chest. She gives the pro hero a sour look. "You brute! Do you normally pick up women like this! Pervert! Hentai!," she would began to rant while in forced close proximity.Martial Mass-Man had heard the call and so immediately he used his quirk on himself and his costume in order to make himself ninety percent lighter and thus be able to run faster. So he ran out of the door of the agency towards the crime scene. At first he was disappointed that Ms Taffy Twist had gotten there first, but upon hearing the report of another jet pack girl down the street he raced along the street in order to apprehend this other villian. He saw her high up in the air, but that was no problem for MMM. With him now wieghing only a bit over 13lbs but with all of his normal strength he was able to easily jump right up to the flying villian and immediately put her in a strong bear hug. Then moving his hand to touch her jet pack he proceded to make it a thousand times heavier then normal. If that was not enough he knew that he could also make the costume heavier in order to overload the jetpack. He was not scared of falling either, his martial arts training and his shock aborbtion tech in his costume let him fall from great heights without sustaining injury.
Roxy was pinned by the smaller woman and tied up by her...legs? It was such an odd predicament. But if she could get Taffy Twister to scoot down a couple inches, she might be able to escape. Taffy was facing away from her and on the lookout for her clones. o that left Roxy staring at Taffy's lush behind. The villianis smirked with an idea. Sudden;y Taffy would hear a SLAP as two hands spanked her ass full force.Seeing Martial Man jump by and tackle the second robber, Taffy called out, "Hey! What took ya so long?! Also, how's it going man?" She had to yell for the other hero to hear. She tightly knotted her body around the original Roxy to make sure she can't escape, using her rubbery legs so her body can still stretch around to catch the next jetpack girl. No longer standing, but stretched thighs as her legs were binding Roxy down
All other Roxy clones went up in smoke. They leave behind piles of jewels and stolen goods. But Ansgar Bahr has the real Roxy! "Oi! You wanker. Don't ruin my sexy jet pack! It is expensive!" she complained as the gator an chomped it in half.The area was a chaotic one for sure; a villain with this type of dastardly trickery was not going to be easy to catch. And while the intent was clear...The method used was nothing less than shameful in the eyes of one certain pro sidekick.
Ansgar Bähr, a prospective candidate to become a pro hero, ran towards the discord that spread out through the scene this was all happening in. However, he wore no colorful get-up, no cape or mask or anything of the sort. Only a loincloth covered his unmentionables, the entirety of his body covered in thick green scales, hands ending in razor sharp talons. Going by 'Drachen', even without wings or the ability to breathe fire, he seemed definitely reptilian in nature this way.
Evidenced as such when his eyes, crimson in color and possessing the slit pupils classic to reptiles, happened to focus on someone laughing as they robbed a bank. He would give no battle cry except for a deafening roar, claws digging into the sides of the building as he scaled the sizable structure in a rather quick fashion. And with the power in his legs, he would leap towards the escaping felon, elongated jaws lined with razor-like teeth open in a bellow as he seemed to want to use every bit of his lethal organic weaponry to dig into the woman and rip her very body asunder!
His jaws however, would only find the metal of her jetpack, already proceeding to rip and tear into it to try and prevent her speedy escape.
"I thought I had her also bound, alright!? And I can survive mostly anything MM, it doesn't matter, she wasn't here to fight anyway, just steal shit and get out" She turned her back to MMM and faced Detective Tracy, "Trace, come on, any more work at the moment?" Being very hasty about more crimeMMM was annoyed that the one that he had caught was just a clone and immediately clapped his hands to deactivate his quirk, but once the police arrived he quickly filled out his paperwork and handed it back to Detective Tracy politely while he said, "Here is the paperwork Detective Tracy. Now if you could please excuse me but I think I shall go off on a patrol now. I was just about to start it when I got the report you see. Goodbye Detective Tracy."
He then turned to Taffy Twister and told her, "You need to concentrate more, letting an opponent hit you while you are restraining them could prove deadly. You could be left with something much worse than a sore behind."
|Fiona rolls her eyes a bit hearing the three talking. She sighs a bit as she walks past the two and between the Detective and them towards the dragon thing, "Hey.....maybe you two should relax...the detective is here" Fiona would pause as she got close to the scaled man and spoke, "....and I only know bits from media on some of you.....do I look like a hero analysis."|
She smiles looking to the gator, "Thanks for the save....you have been making waves it seems not as much as those hero types but still." She reaches into her purse taking out a card. "Give me a call if you want to hang when not trying to play hero." She would snap her fingers letting her little assistant robot on her wrist start to shift into some kind of flying device hovering now and facing almost like scanning the sidekick. "Hmmmm Miss Wayne...this one is a keeper I would suggest."
Fiona shook her head, "Do not finish that sentence.....just get me the sizes so I can try to make him some clothes...." She smiles, "You went straight for the tech....as in full on destroying it....I could use someone to help me start out my own personal hero firm....I mean I know you are far from a pro hero but I scout those I feel fit...not those who make giant splashes."
Fiona looked at Tracy and the others as she smirked, "I sadly know we all have to do red tape....even if I cut corners to put myself at risk than having to do more paperwork....I am fine helping work in most uniforms but no capes and please do not eat me out of house and home I am trying to start a firm not go bankrupt."
"Miss Wayne you can't just go belly up you ha" The robotic screen settled back onto her wrist as his eyes shift hearing the speaker stop. "Sorry Frank......I can't hear you."