SlutMolly
Idiot Lesbian
- Joined
- Sep 13, 2020
Sylvia Rhodes
Girl Power: 100%
Dockyard, 11:00PM
Sylvia knelt on a nearby rooftop, examining the old abandoned warehouse she'd been tipped off about through a pair of night vision binoculars. There wasn't much of a sign of life to speak of, whoever its new occupant was clearly wanted to avoid detection. Sylvia smirked to herself and lowered the binoculars. 'You should have chosen a better hiding spot if you didn't want to be found.'
Sylvia was a member of an elite team of Heroines, the Fatal Femmes, responsible for keeping the peace and ensuring the safety of womankind across the city. They'd been in operation for years now, famously battling the forces of misogyny that threatened the balance of their home. Whenever a new villain tried to move in and make trouble, they took it upon themselves to put a stop to it.
Leaping down from her perch, Sylvia landed almost silently, her cape billowing around her as she straightened up and approached the building. Her team had received a tip that a new villain had moved into the dockyard, planning to start up an operation. It was a ballsy move to set up shop so close to the heroines' home, she'd give him that. Unfortunately for him, balls alone weren't particularly likely to keep him alive.
Of course, it wouldn't do to just come in guns blazing. Sylvia still wanted to get a better idea of what she was up against before she put herself in the middle of harms' way. She swiftly moved forward, darting between shadows until she reached the side of the building, and crept up to a stack of boxes next to a window near ground level. Raising the binoculars again, she peered inside to take stock of the operation.