Scene #805: A Cat Fight

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Lance Benson	The Sirius organization is something of an enigmatic entity in the futuristic industry world... One of the warehouse sits with unmarked hover trucks loading and unloading big white boxes and smaller crates. This warehouse acts as a storage facility for some of the supplies that are distributed and utilized by this organization, part of a network. It would be easy to tell how valuable everything here was, because there are armed guards everywhere, decorated head to toe with what looks like ceramic white armor and armed with glowing rifles. They look somewhat surreal. A few of the larger guards don't have firearms, though, and seem to be decorated in body-concealing capes, with their bodies completely concealed... The security isn't super tight. Getting in isn't a problem. It's getting out without being detected and turned into swiss cheese by the guards. The inside the building has pretty normal workers, with name tags and everything, going about their tasks without much conversation or hub bub. They don't seem miserable or robotic, just quiet and dutiful... a bit like worker ants. A good schedule means a predictable pattern that can be circumvented or taken advantage of. Lance is here today, but he's up in the loft offices, overseeing things in human form. He'd be easy to bypass due to his dampened senses, but once detected, he'd be on an intruder faster than they can let out a curse. Not that he's as much of a threat as some of the more heavy sluggers out there. He quietly scribbles away on some documents, frowning at them. He's not a fan of the more monotonous aspects of paperwork. But really, who likes that part of it?
Ms. Fortune	A dark shape dashes along an exterior wall, before dropping down into the courtyard below. Nadia Fortune grins to herself as she hides behind one of the piles of boxes, peeking out at the workers and guards. If she times this right, she should be able to get in without being seen. If she doesn't time it right... Well. Action is always exciting. After a few moments of careful examination, the Feral makes a dash for the inside of the warehouse, through the open shutters and behind another stack of crates.
Lance Benson	One of the large guards lurches, turning to where Nadia was once hiding. It makes a rumbling noise, not entirely human, wandering over to check that spot. Seeing nothing there worth bothering with, the strange guard goes back to its post and slumps there, emitting another inhuman noise kind of like a whine of boredom. Nadia meets no resistance so far. She would find, from that close, that all the boxes are labelled with their contents quite plainly. Some of the weapon crates are easy to identify. And sitting there parked in the middle of the warehouse is a truck, where a bunch of crates are being loaded into the back. The truck is unattended...
Ms. Fortune	Nadia is grinning ear to ear all the while, watching that strange guard from the shadows. She isn't really bothered by his apparent inhumanity - it's not like she's human either. Thank the Trinity for well-marked boxes, huh? Musing (mewsing?) on what to take first, the cat burglar notes the unattended truck from the corner of her eye - and with a slight pause, she heads towards it.
Lance Benson	Nothing stops Nadia from reaching the vehicle. The truck doesn't burst into flames and no alarms get tripped. The boxes in the back look heavy but are clearly marked as weapons. She'd just need to close the back of the truck and she could drive off with all of the contents... but it would be very obvious very quickly once someone noticed the truck was gone. Will she take the truck, or will she leave it for something easier? The vehicle is still idling there, the driver apparently just a smidgen irresponsible, or off to the bathroom. She's got a window of opportunity but it's unclear how wide it is.
Ms. Fortune	Ms. Fortune can't really say no to an opportunity like this. Even if she gets caught, she can probably make off with -some- of the loot in the confusion... So, quietly as she can, she closes the back of the truck and clambers into the driver's seat. It takes her a bit to figure out how the controls work.
Lance Benson	It's pretty typical of automobiles of the 21st century, but there's an 'autopilot' button on it. When she gets into the driver's seat, she'd have no problem just driving it out of there at this point. It's not, however, a small truck-- it is, in fact, the size of a semi. "PLEASE STATE DESTINATION," states a soothing AI voice. Seems autopilot is already on, and the actual controls are just for course correction purposes.
Ms. Fortune	Nadia nearly jumps out of her skin in surprise at the AI voice. Soothing it may be, but she wasn't expecting it! "I, uh..." she stammers for a moment. "W... Warpgate station?" she attempts. She really has no idea how these new-fangled AI thingies even work.
Lance Benson	"CONFIRMED. DESTINATION LOCKED. PLEASE ENJOY THE RIDE. ACTIVATING 'SWEET TUNES' CUSTOM PROTOCOL." Some road-worthy rock music plays from the speakers. Whatever stealth she just had is gone, but the vehicle coasts on out through the front door and moves through the parking lot without being stopped. The vehicle putters down the road and it almost seems as if she got away. It's quite a relaxing drive, too, to the warp gate station. Very scenic, a wide grassy field with alien grasses of many colors. WHUMP. Something landed on top of the truck. The vehicle's auto-steering beeps once but isn't thrown off by the impact. A holographic readout says 'IMPACT DETECTED' but nothing else. Metal claws slam through the driver compartment of the vehicle, and the whole roof of that part is ripped up like the lid to a can with a terrifying metal-tearing noise. Right after two angry metal claw paws reach into the vehicle and try to snatch Nadia right out of the truck! Lance caught up to her. And he looks like he's in full mutant form. His clothing is torn and he's got a labcoat blowing in the wind. "Bad kitty cat!"
Ms. Fortune	Nadia almost yowls -again- as the rockin' tunes start to play... but when no one stops her, she breathes a sigh of relief. She then leans back to enjoy the ride... but, alas, is soon interrupted by a sound she almost feels like she should enjoy - the roof being peeled off like the lid of a tin can. She leaks out before Benson can grab her, landing catlike - of course - near the rear of the vehicle. How did she just that high...? "Freaky kitty cat!" she returns.
Lance Benson	Lance's head raises as Nadia flies out of the vehicle's driver seat, clearly an Elite of some variety. He boggles at her ability to do this for a moment, having not really expected her physiology to be capable of launching her like that without a lot of build-up. He straightens up, and looks at her with a big metal-toothed grin. His claws flex and wiggle, the metallic blades humming from the tension of the muscles behind them. His tail sways behind him, the blade at the end catching the sunlight. "I know you. You're that girl off the radio... I'm Doctor Lance Benson." He reaches up to pick at his teeth. "Well, if you're gonna rob me, we might as well make it a challenge for you!" He lunges at her! He is not an elegant fighter, not experienced in martial arts quite as much as she is, but the way he aims for lethal slashes at where veins would be suggests he's got no problem with just killing someone in a fight, though he's doing enough slashes and slow enough that he can likely be avoided. His face looks like he's pleased to have something to do today that isn't paperwork! A good old unrestrained fight!
Ms. Fortune	Ms. Fortune does nothing to avoid the powerful slashes that follow, closing her eyes and holding her arms out to her sides. They rip into her flesh, tearing at her arteries and making blood splatter and spill all over the roof of the truck. After her behaviour likely gives the doctor pause, she opens her eyes, and gives a feral -grin-. "Finished?" Her wounds are healing before Lance's eyes... as she rips off her head, and SLAMS it into Lance's stomach, attempting to throw him into the air - and she quickly joins him, a spinning reverse crescent kick aimed for his face, before she plants her other foot on his chest and slashes across him with both hands - all before they hit the ground. "The name's Ms. Fortune," she resopnds, with a grin.
Lance Benson	Lance does pause for a moment, baffled by her apparently flippancy toward physical harm. And then he remembers all of her puns and comments over the radio, and it comes together. Oh right she's not easy to kill-- she rips her own head off once her claw marks heal, his eyes widening as he's struck in the stomach dead-on. But instead of being launched very high, there's a metallic CLANK and he manages to react to the kick and slashes by blocking with his arms, metal blood spattering everywhere. He lands on his back on the truck-- And the whole damn truck BOUNCES like it just got a ten ton weight dropped on it, an indent left in the top of the vehicle. Lance gets up to a stand, and she would notice his wounds slowly mending as well, the claw marks sealing up. Not as quickly as her, but quick enough to be visible. "I wonder how you react to this:" He points at her with one claw, and emits a steady pencil-sized beam of black energy at her, sweeping his arm horizontally to make it harder to avoid. It's a destructive magic blast and that's all. No fire, no heat, no cold, just destruction and decay.
Ms. Fortune	She holds up both arms as the shining bolt streaks towards her... not really suffering much damage at all. There's something about her that just causes the decaying magic to... not really work very well. "That barely even stings!" she calls flippantly, running at the doctor. She leaps into the air, her arc obviously intended to bring her right down in front of Benson... And then a sudden jet of -blood- erupts from her legs, causing her to sail right over Benson's head. "Spinning drop!" she calls, as she does just that - a spinning heel drop right for the doctor's head.
Lance Benson	Lance squints at the sight. His magic was nullified, and he could see that quite obviously. So whatever is powering her regeneration is not something he can easily fight. He frowns thoughtfully, and prepares as she runs toward him, but when she leaps, his head raises-- and gets kicked down by her sudden drop. Instead of getting knocked over by this, the truck bounces again to absorb the shock that went through his clawed feet! BOOM!! Sparks fly into the air from the road, and a panel inside the truck beeps twice as the truck corrects its course! She could feel the damage she did, but he's too solid to easily knock into a prone position without taking away his footing. Being in close range to him again, she would find he has a variety of ways to fight her. Like a tail that snaps for her, tries to wrap around her middle, and then whip downward viciously and try to slam her several times against the truck, before releasing her for him to get back into a ready stance.
Ms. Fortune	Nadia is snared around the middle by a tail! She flails a bit as she's lifted up... and then grins, kicking her legs out FAR too far to claw at Lance's back, before latching onto him. The sinew and muscle connecting her legs to her body wraps around Lance... and then her arms do the same thing, before she tries to heave him to the ground!
Lance Benson	Lance is baffled once again by his opponent, and this very gross way she fights him makes his eyes widen. He's not unsettled, more startled by the way her body works, and the way she just turned the tables on him like that was not how he expected that maneuver to go down. He gets slammed against the truck, and hard. Then he rolls away from her and bounces up to a stand, landing on all fours. He stares at her with wide eyes, pupils shrinking and giving him a feral glare, his muscles tensing as he sets himself up in a crouch. "You're /good/," he remarks, as if the beating just makes him more enthused. "Lemme get a bite of you!" He leaps at her, trying to tackle her onto her back! And if he succeeds, he tries to take a bite out of her arm or shoulder. Just... one big chomp. He's clearly not shy about eating someone who he doesn't like at this point, the predator beast not pulling his punch here.
Ms. Fortune	Nadia lets out a yelp as she's knocked off her feet and to the floor - then a yowl as Benson bites into her! She rears her legs back in an attempt to get him off of her. "No petting!" She quickly stands. She's grimacing, but doesn't seem to be slowed down by the injury at all. She leans forward... then charges forward, arms swinging. "Cat Scratch Fever!"
Lance Benson	Slashes gouge into Lance's body, his arms going up to avoid getting too cut up by the attacks. Metal blood sprays everywhere as a result, and when she finishes her combination attack, he does not give her time to rest. He tries to barrel forward into her, letting out a monstrous howl at her, his own claws swiping with just as much eagerness to cut up his opponent. "Tickle tickle~" he viciously teases her, with claws that are most certainly NOT fun to be tickled by. He's aiming mostly for body blows.
Ms. Fortune	Nadia cringes as Lance claws dig into her flesh. The wound from his bite is -already- healing, but those new wounds spill even more blood. She must have lost several pints by this point... She's panting a bit as she hops back, dangerously close to the rear of the truck. She then leaps high... and takes her head off, viciously spiking it like a volley ball. "Incoming!"
Lance Benson	WHAM! He's knocked backward, his claws digging into the top of the truck! Lance's body bends backwards, the cracking noise of the impact sounding out. He dizzily lurches there for a second, then snaps forward again, ready to meet her at the edge of the truck. Yet instead of trying to claw her again, he tries to swing his fist into the core of her body as hard as he can in an uppercut. And he lets out a loud howl as he does it!
Ms. Fortune	Ms. Fortune lets out a yowl as she's launched into the air. It looks like she'll fall right off the truck... But then she shifts in the air and comes plumetting down. "Cut!" Sword extended, she spins in a downward slashing arc. "It!" She then drills the blade into Lance's chest, before landing on the ground. "OUT!" Finally, she swipes her blade in a wide, powerful arc, likely forcing the mutant back. ...Wait, that's not a sword. That's her tail... "Feral Edge!!"
Lance Benson	Lance frowns as her tail comes for him, but he's quite caught off-guard when trying to block it /cuts his hand off/!! He does not react as if that caused a great deal of pain, but it was enough to stun him for the rest of the combo. The hand thumps against the top of the truck and rests there, leaving a bloody stump behind. His arm raised, he tries to back away and avoids getting hit again directly, but the drilling hits him directly in the chest, murdering his insides quite effectively! He spits up metal blood and staggers backward... but bounces backward before the last slash. He forms a core of black energy around his stump, and then a gnarled three-fingered claw appears from it. He leers at her with menace... and reaches into his coat to draw out a flash bang that he tosses at her immediately, to start up his flurry of attacks. It's not powerful enough to completely ruin either of their hearing -- he's plenty sensitive to it! -- but enough to give him a window to charge in at her, and snatch her up by the leg, then whip his body around to try slamming her against the top of the truck! Once he does this, he aims the black hand at her, and the three claws extend like spikes, trying to impale her, the claws having a clear mass to them! Once finished with /that/ he tries to project the rest of the Void energy to explode it! "YOU FIRST!!"
Ms. Fortune	Nadia explodes! Or, at least, her limbs all flew off... Suddenly, Lance is struck from behind by the head she threw at him earlier! Not hard, maybe just enough to distract him... For her limbs to go flying back to her body, propelping her forward to slam into his body! Her head priptly bites his ankle... And tries to trip him and throw him off the truck!
Lance Benson	Lance is knocked off his balance by this combo of attacks, her head knocking him forward. His eyes widen...! And then he gets bitten on the ankle, and flipped off his feet completely. It requires some effort to manage it, but he is thrown off of his truck and slams into the pavement so hard that he leaves several craters as he rolls to a stop. Several bones smashed and his pride ruined, Lance just sort of rests there on the edge of the road, groaning to himself. The truck speeds off to its destination, undisturbed from that point onward.
Ms. Fortune	Nadia sighs with relief, stooping down to pick up her head. She heads back into the cab, and collapses into the seat. "Man... What a weirdo."