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What's a Hero Anyway? (LilypadNebula & Red-Scarlet)

Katrina thought to herself for a few moments. Part of her mind went to saying that she needed a good fuck, but surely she would get scolded for that. Oh, but a real thing did cross her mind. "What can Stryker do with those spider bots? Can they carry explosives or things like that? Using them for distractions or surprises would be super helpful. Dang both of you would be so good at heists! This is a good heist, so we get to show how good you'd be. Okay, yeah, can we go back and ask? Or just call, I'm getting too used to jumping everywhere with you, hehe."


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"Let's head back," Della said, and opened a portal back to Stryker's lab. She waited, as usual, for Katrina to step through before going herself.

Stryker bounded over. "What's the word? Is she on our side?"

"Not exactly. She gave us some information, but that's about the extent of what we're getting from her. But it should be enough. Katrina and I worked out a plan," she said, and quickly relayed the ideas they had. She ended with "And Katrina wanted to know if we could borrow some of your spiderbots for the heist."

"Which kinds do you need? I can modify them for all sorts of things! Tasers, fliers, fog cloud spewers... Whatever you need," she replied.
 
Katrina slid through, once they were safely in the lab and the portal was closed, she slipped off her mask and hood. "Yup yup, info and a lead. I think she can't like, officially help us, I bet Vincenzo has people watching her, so she had to make a big show of telling us to fuck off. But yeah! We got a target. I would wanna do some recon first, but I don't think we got time for that, so it's gonna be raw dog, hard and fast style kinda gig. I've done plenty of those, and we're in this together, so we got this!" she said, happily. When Stryker said her bots were good to go and they could modify them, her eyes got big and wide, excited grin slowly forming. "Ohhhhh cutie, I have IDEAS."

After a while of brainstorming and tinkering, Katrina had a number of bots in her pockets, ready to use. "Should we have like, um, comms or whatever? Got any cool earpieces so we can all stay in contact? Anything else....um," she said, then blushed. "I think I'll do a lot better if I can get a couple of good luck kisses"
 
"Comms, sure-those are easy. What size ears you got?" Stryker asked. "And I dunno about that... Is it okay with your girlfriend if I-" she started cheekily.

Della interrupted with a simple "Yes. Absolutely. Please kiss," and then proceeded to doff her mask.

Stryker waited just a moment or two for Della to be able to see, then gave Katrina a quick peck on the cheek. "That enough?" she asked, then went in for a deeper kiss. At the tail end of the kiss, she gave Katrina's ass a light smack. "There-may that be the most violence you deal with right now!" she added, then set about getting the comms ready.

"I'm still not sure how I got into this situation," Della commented, "but as unsure as I am there, I'm entirely sure I love it." She leaned down to kiss Katrina as well, a gentle one on the lips that soon blossomed into a deeper kiss with tongue.
 
"Uhhh, regular? Do ears got sizes?" Katrina asked, then blushed at the mention of 'girlfriend.' She glanced at Della and giggled, she was so eager to see them! Katrina smirked at the kiss on the cheek, fully expecting that not to be all. When they really kissed, she returned it, gleefully shaking her ass after it was smacked. "That would be great, I wish that was my power, make stuff all better when my ass jiggles," she said with a laugh, shaking it again at Stryker and winking at her, before stepping closer to Della. Her smile widened as she looked up at the beautiful hero.

"Hehe, I'm really glad you're here too," she said, wrapping her arms around Della and pulling herself close. She kissed back, closing her eyes and opening her mouth to Della's tongue, playing with hers, enjoying the taste of her lips, taking her in and feeling it again, that fluttering happiness that made her want to go to all this trouble. When the kiss finally broke, she had a goofy grin on her face. "So, uh, Stryker called me your girlfriend, is that like, something you would want?"
 
Stryker busied herself grabbing a set of comms, to fit on the inners of the two metahumans' ears. Della looked at Katrina with a smile. "I don't know what exactly we are. A lot of stuff has been happening, very fast. We are going to have to talk this out when we get time. But... I mean, if you want someone who's new to the dating pool to be your girlfriend, I'd love to have someone like you be mine." She looked away, a touch sheepish, but kept Katrina held close.

"I think you're both great for each other," Stryker said. "Della's got the heart of a hero and the brain of a dork. She'll be a great example and help to keep you doing good," she said to Katrina. "And Katrina knows how to let loose and have fun, which is something you, Miss Tightass, could use some help with!" she added to Della. "Now, stick these in your hole. Your earhole," Stryker cackled a bit at her joke as she held out two small earbuds.

Della took one of the comms and fit it into her ear. "Anything special about using these?"

"You can double tap them to shut them off, but by default they're listening to everything. There's a codeword to make it register and send your next bit of talk to everyone else-default is just 'Send', but you can adjust it with my help."
 
Katrina giggled, her cheeks flushed as Della spoke so nervously and glanced away. She was adorable, one of the hottest woman she'd ever met and she was so sweet and nervous. Of course, that could flip right away when she was turned on enough, and Katrina loved that too. "Yeah! It's been like, fast. Feels like I've gotten closer to you in the past couple days than I've like, ever gotten to anybody. I'm like, real bad at the talky part, usually it doesn't really get to the talky part for me, but for you? I'll do my best," she said. It made her laugh again when Della mentioned being new, true as it was, it wasn't something she cared about in the slightest, so she leaned up and kissed her cheek. "Course I do."

The thief took the comm from Stryker and pointed as she spoke about their compatibility. "See, listen to this cutie! She gets it!" she laughed at the joke and tried to fit the comm device into her ear as best she could, giving Stryker a wink and muttering "I'll put you in my hole." She tapped the tech and got it going while listening, knowing she'd never hear the end of it if she got the thing then messed up trying to actually use it. "Neat! Now, for the lil bots with smoke or sparks or sound and stuff. I'm thinkin, plan A is try to get in all stealthy like, plan B if the stealthy stuff falls apart is make sure those bots are placed all over and make this look a lot bigger than it is, get em all frazzled and distracted and shit while we get the info and get out."
 
A small squad of bots was assembled, one and a half dozen. "These six have smoke launchers, or close enough to that for horseshoes; these six have tasers; and these six are better designed for infiltration work. They can cut wires, hack into systems and get me access, pick locks, that sorta thing," Stryker explained. As she gestured to each set, the spiderbots gave a little wave of their manipulatory appendages.

"I don't suppose you've had any luck getting access to the security feed from his home?" Della asked.

"Nah. Entirely closed system-his security guy isn't an idiot. I've got the neighbors', so you can at least look at that," the scientist added. She grabbed a screen and moved it over, showing the outside view of Vincenzo's manor.

Della nodded. "That'll have to be enough," she said. "We'll start at the rooftop, away from... Yeah, that's a helipad. Away from that." She opened a portal, just barely tall enough for her, and the spiderbots marched through.
 
Katrina clapped, watching the bots march into the portal. "Perfect! Let's get the smoke boys and laser boys spread around the manor, infiltrator boys can do their thing and get you access to the network. Great! Okay, thanks again Stryker, see you on the other side," she blew another kiss to the scientist, then slipped through the portal after the spiderbots. Her hood and mask were back on in a flash, and she crouched to examine the area. A helipad on the other side of the roof, like Della said, avoid that. She could stay in the shadows up here and scope the place. Her eyes spotted the cameras around them, and she spoke, quietly, to inform the others through Stryker's comms. "Cameras, portal exit is clear, but don't move too far going through. If you get an infil bot to me, I can get it up to the camera to hack it and give us some more room to move. Entrance about thirty feet away, if we get those cameras down I can get us in. I got something to block the camera views if they aren't hackable. Blueprints said there's a duct system I can get through if we can get me into the attic, safe should be in his office. Reassess when we get close." She moved her hand to open her pockets, and pulled out a slingshot with some paintballs, white paint that would look like a bird let loose on a camera.
 
One of the multitool-equipped bots moved to Katrina, letting her use her expertise to get it attached to a camera line. "Alright, precision work..." Stryker muttered through the comms. Della closed the portal after stepping through, and crouched low near the entrance spot. "I'm in. I can get you the camera feed-patching it through to Della right now."

Della focused for a moment on the inside of her mask. "There's someone actively watching the security feed-you see that, Stryker?"

"Yeah. Will make any kind of disruptions hard to pull off. Katrina, gimme thirty seconds-I'll set up a loop of the past few seconds, run it long enough for you to get in. That shouldn't raise any suspicions if we keep it short," Stryker said.

"I'll see if I can find any blind spots I can port into," Della added.
 
Packrat nodded. "Good to know. Guess he's paying them enough to actually give a shit. Get me to that door and I can pick it in a few seconds," she said. A nod to Della, and she waited for the signal to move. Once the camera was getting looped, Packrat ran across the roof. She was finally getting to show off for Della, moving silently and quickly, and maybe adding a little bit of jiggle to her ass while she moved. At the door, she nabbed her picks out of her pockets, and set to picking it. Predictably, while the camera system was state of the art and monitored, he wasn't expecting anyone to come in from the roof. It was a decent lock, but nothing for someone that could break multi million dollar security systems.

Slipping in and shutting the door behind her, she breathed a sigh of relief. "In. I'm going to find those ducts. Are there any cameras in the attic here?"
 
"Stick to the corners and edges-there's one, but it doesn't have full coverage," Stryker reported. "There's also someone right underneath you, on the floor down-so tread lightly."

Della, meanwhile, was flicking through the various cameras. "Hey Stryker, check the blueprints-there's a central room, right?"

"Yeah-why?" she asked.

The hero responded and said "I don't see anything matching that on any of the cameras. Think he's hiding something big?"

"Use your powers to see if you can see anything?" Stryker said.

"Already did that, but if it's lead-lined, I won't be able to do anything about it."

Lead was a common foil to ranged or insubstantial powers. This had brought some leading scientists to the conclusion that all powers were based on some kind of radiation, but the research was still entirely hypothetical, and had quite a few flaws. All the same, lead-lined safes, vaults, and similar were in vogue for the rich and connected. And it seemed to at least work against Doormaker.
 
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