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Post by Deleted on Jul 27, 2015 19:57:54 GMT -5
Narration: It didn't take long for Lobo to realize that he held a note in his hand unfolding the paper his eyes grew wide and he gritted his teeth and bit his lip as he read the single word written on the paper.
SUCKER
"That little twerp set me up! Lobo turned around just in time to see the woman run in the same direction she had earlier. Innocent victim or not, there was nobody who was going to make a fool at of him and not at least give an answer as to why. (not that he didn't like a good particle joke and all that good jazz, but if there was anything Lobo didn't like it was unanswered questions) The Main Man revved up his Hog and blasted toward her direction many of the pedestrians screamed ducking for cover. Excuse me, pardon me, coming through!" the woman turned her head slightly to look at Lobo as he tried to pursue her, face appearing to have the strange mix of fear and amusement. There Lobo was inching closer and closer almost to the point where he could grab her by the hair. the bounty hunter takes his chance. "The Main man always gets his..." At the last second the woman darts into a dark alley catching Lobo by surprise. Too little too late does he realize there is a concrete building in front of him. The bike makes a loud CRASH as the bounty hunter is thrown head over heals back first onto the sidewalk. He brushes the dust off his shoulders with nothing really hurt except for his pride. "...prey" Lobo walks into the Alley that the woman ran in and sniffs the air.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 27, 2015 20:42:45 GMT -5
Not only did running in stilettos hurt, but the transformation that the woman was undergoing was ten times more painful. Pausing only so that she could grab the shoes that she wore on her tiny feet, Linsey then continued to sprint forward to safety. An undeniable smile played on her pretty features as she ventured. It had been a while since she had felt the adrenaline race through her veins in such a manner. As she ran, the woman began to transform to her original form, so that the poor idiot that she had conned would not recognize her if he managed to catch up. Though she had recently pretended to be a busty blonde with similar features to her own, she adjusted back to her own heart-shaped face. Brown eyes quickly transformed to her usual brilliant blue with a pain-stricken wince and her curves found their natural place on the woman’s body.
The large handbag held tightly to her hourglass frame contained a completely different outfit with minimal effort. It was a tote-sized variant of a designer bag with a fair amount of room. Once she found a place that she considered worthy of a good place to change, she slipped the heels into her bag and traded for another pair. Practically jumping into them, she then took a jacket out of her bag and slipped it on. She buttoned it up until it reached her chest – which considering her shape it was nearly impossible to exceed that limit. After the rush, she had finally returned to her usual form.
A loud and unexpected crash seized her attention. She looked back at the large man who emerged from the wreckage. The redhead was in complete shock to discover that the man she had recently conned was standing amongst the crash. Anyone else in such a destruction would have been seriously injured, or killed in the worst possible scenario. Though here he was unscathed. It seemed impossible.
Then again, she didn’t have much to be afraid of seeing as she had shifted into her regular form rather than the one he was familiar with. Running became difficult. He wouldn’t recognize her and if he stopped her, she was sure of her skills. She could convince him that she was not the one he was after and lead him in the wrong direction. After all, she looked completely different than she had during the con. Perching herself against a wall, she pulled out her phone and pretended to struggle for some kind of reception in hopes he would walk right by her.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 27, 2015 21:47:05 GMT -5
Lobo took a long sniff into the air, the fact of the matter was he didin't actually have to see her in order to know where she was at. In Lobo's 150+ years or so of experience he came to find that everyone had a unique scent about them, course why spoil the fun by not giving that one split second of false security. Call it a game of Cat & Mouse, Hide and seek or whatever you like. Still there was something about this woman's scent that was odd, it was almost familiar. "come out, come out whereever you are!" lobo could here the slightly shallowed breathing coming from behind him. In a quick flash. he grabbed the silhouetted figure by her wrist. "Gotcha" The young woman struggled as hard as she could, actually giving a pretty decent struggle much to both Lobo's surprise and amusement. He actually couldn't help but laugh. "Whoahoh! Looks like I just caught me a bit of a fighter." The phone from the woman's hand dropped with a loud crack. Lobo looked down at the shattered remains. "Oooh. sorry about that." Lobo said in a moderately sarcastic tone "The warranty is still good on it right?" Lobo dragged the woman in the pale moonlight one hand held her wrist so she couldn't escape, while the other cupped her chin so he could get a good look at her portrait. it was the strangest thing. This woman looked like a different woman from the one that he was chasing earlier. her face was heart-shaped face, and while the previous woman had Brown eyes while this woman had an unusual brilliant blue, yet this woman carried the exact same familiar scent. He took another large sniff, all of the sudden he realized why it was so familiar. He had met her before, in fact he actually hunted her for a short time course at that time she had a completely different disguise. "Hey wait a minute! your that changeling I met in Metropolis about a year back...Laura....no..Leslie...no that's not right...LINSEY!!! Linsey Finch!"
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Post by Deleted on Jul 28, 2015 22:05:56 GMT -5
Snorting when he heard his call, she couldn’t help but mutter as she rolled her bright blue eyes. “Don't tell me that's your mating call.” The redhead wasn’t trying to hide now that she was completely camouflaged by her original form. Not to mention, she lived in Robinson Park several blocks away – so this wasn’t an unusual place for the pretty redhead to be. It wasn’t until he tightly grabbed her wrist did a flash of anger cross her face. Nostrils flared and eyes in an intense glare, she quickly tried to pull away from the towering figure.
“You didn’t catch anything.” She replied calmly, a bit of a scowl playing on her pretty features. “But you have 10 seconds to rethink this approach and let me go.” The redhead warned as she looked down at her phone in pieces. She had dropped it during the beginning of the struggle, which didn’t seem to make her any happier in regards to her situation. Reaching into her bag with her free hand, she retrieved a very powerful stun gun. The phone would easily be replaced on her salary – she wanted the newest model anyway.
She was prepared to press the gun to his side when he dared to reach for her face. Linsey was livid as she jerked her face in the opposite direction in attempt to free herself from his grip. “I don’t know who you think you are, guy.” She lied through gritted teeth. “But your girlfriend, the blonde, raced off that way. I’m sure you will have better chances with her than you do me.” She hoped that he might leave, chasing off after the woman she has recently just transformed out of. It wasn’t until he said her name did the look of anger flee from her face. How did he…? She was somewhat impressed. Still, she wasn’t wanting to linger around long enough to figure out how he remembered and then knew her full name. He had to go.
Still unaware of his own abilities, she pressed the end of the stun gun aggressively to his side and flipped it on. The force of the electricity generated in the small device was impressive and sure to be painful for the target –at least, she hoped so.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 28, 2015 23:00:06 GMT -5
The changeling whipped out a stun gun and aimed it at Lobo's side, the main man couldn't help but sort of smirk a little as the electric current flowed through his body. There was little to doubt that for a normal human, it would have put them out of commission for a few hours, but truth be told Lobo had been through a lot worse than a minor electrical current . Lobo let out a laughter that echoed down the empty alley "Kary?!? KARY?!? Kizi femme thinks she can take on the Main Man? Hahaha. If you want my advice kizi femme I'd suggest you use your little presto chango ability to turn into a bannana and split.
Kary:ka-rey- a phrase that translates roughly as Really? or Seriously?
Kizi: Kee-zee- a word meaning Crazy or Silly
Femme: fem-me: female translates closer to girl
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Post by Deleted on Jul 28, 2015 23:40:33 GMT -5
Linsey could speak 4 different languages almost fluently, but whatever he was speaking certainly wasn’t one of them. It wasn’t hard to figure out what he said when she replayed it in her head, seeing as they were variations of English almost as if he had combined it creole or something along those lines. Regardless, it still added to the mystery of the man that stood before her, trapping her against the alley wall.
The stun gun proved to be useless, even as she dug the device deeper into his thick skin. He merely laughed at her attempt. While anyone else might have been rendered unconscious it didn’t seem to have an effect whatsoever. She dropped her hands to her side and glared once more, looking up at him. “Who are you? Or should I say what?"
Linsey waited for an answer. He could see through her ability and he could stand his own against a substantial accumulation of electricity. And earlier, had simply smelled the air in order to identify her? Something was unusual here. He had to be some kind of meta-human much like herself – little did she know he was completely out of this world.
Using her ability, she shrunk her wrist until she was able to slide out of his grip. “I said, hands off.” The redhead shoved the device back into her bag and didn’t’ bother to pull another out as her wrists returned to their usual image. Despite the arsenal of weapons she had in the depths of her bag, she wasn’t sure how effective they might be until she had some answers. Putting a bit of space between them, she waited to see what he might do next. If anything, she could always run once more.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 29, 2015 0:35:19 GMT -5
Lobo laughed when he saw the woman put down her her stunner. "Yeah lady this ain't my first rodeo with a shapeshifter. The name is Lobo. But feel free to call me the Main Man." The smug bounty hunter slowly walked close to her trying to portray a false swagger. He then knocked the purse out of her hand. The contents spilled and scattered all over the concrete. He then grabbed her by the collar "Now tell me something changeling. Why did you set me up?"
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Post by Deleted on Jul 29, 2015 2:25:43 GMT -5
With a roll of her bright blue eyes, she was positive of one thing. He was some kind of meta-human or out of this world. The fact that they had met in Metropolis all those years ago made both options very realistic. As her joints began to return to normal, she winced but showed no other indications of her pain. What most didn’t take into account was how much her transformations hurt. Still, she could always push through the pain when in her right mind. Most variations of drugs – including alcohol made her transformations difficult and impossible. However, she was of sound mind for the moment.
Caught off-guard, he knocked the bag from her hands. While most of the items packed tightly inside remained, several others tumbled onto the ground. Her stun gun was one of the few that met the pavement followed by a small glass vial of chloroform and a wallet containing the fake ID of the blonde she had previously played. While it was important to retrieve the bag when she made her escape, she didn’t lunge for it at the moment. She had a variety of useful tools stashed within the skin-tight dress that decorated her hourglass form.
He grabbed the collar of her dress, her hands reaching toward his as she hoped to pry his fingers off of the fabric. “First off, you know my name. Person-first language is currently the acceptable route of addressing someone. So if you would leave my ability out of this.” She gritted her teeth, “And maybe you should ask yourself the same question. Because you were an easy target. I don’t expect you to be so quick and I also didn’t expect you so be some kind of extra-terrestrial freak. Don’t expect me to apologize,” She spat viciously. Though she was not completely sure that he was of a different species – he certainly had the looks. Then again, the red eyes could always be contacts? Perhaps his retort would give her some answers.
“You really can’t keep your hands off of me, can you?” Linsey taunted. “This city has over 8 million people in it and you are harassing me in the middle of an alleyway, it’s only a matter of time before someone tries to be the hero and join in the fun.” She explained, subtly reaching down the front of her dress for the switchblade she had stored in the padding of her bra. Hey – everyone needed a backup plan and this was getting a bit ridiculous. She was going to pull out all of her cards to prevent this guy from making a fool out of her. outfit
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Post by Deleted on Jul 29, 2015 3:04:18 GMT -5
A grin came over Lobo's face before he erupted in a fit of laughter. "Kizi femme has spunk. I like that" Lobo released his grip slowly but not before gently taking the switchboard Linsey removed from her bosom. "You won't need that. Besides it won't do you any good. Watch. Lobo proceeded to thrust the knife into his chest slowly and dramatically. Yeah it did actually hurt, but maybe he'd goof around a bit. "Oh agony oh agony agony...ta da. Thank you thank you the main man's avalible' for weddings birthdays and bachelor parties
He then extended his hand. "Hey. Are you hungry?
Note: at the point he says ta da, lobo has pulled the knife out.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 29, 2015 20:31:36 GMT -5
Half-tempted to rip her dress in order to get away, the last thing that the redhead needed was to tear a designer dress when instead she could tear his flesh. Whirling around as he released her, she held the knife defensively in her manicured hands. She didn’t bother to jab at him now that he had released her, though she did attempt to slice his hand as he plucked the blade from her own. Folding her arms across her chest, she watched as he took the sharpened knife and plunged it into his chest.
The redhead looked as though it had hardly bothered her. After all, she saw worse things in her daily life – much less a man stabbing himself in the chest. She was immune to such a sight at this point. “So you have a healing ability. What else?” The redhead demanded without showing a bit of amusement. However, his next question caused her to blink in confusion. Her stoic expression rapidly changed at his invitation. “Excuse me?” She asked, her voice full of disgust. “The only thing I am hungry for is to see the look on your face when I slip away.”
He couldn’t expect her to be nice at this point. However, she did take the opportune moment of freedom to collect her things from the bag and usher them into her bag without turning her back to the man who had been a thorn in her side for the past half hour.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 29, 2015 22:20:41 GMT -5
Frustrated Lobo dug his hands into his backpack and pulled out a diamond ring and a pearl necklace "Look lady all I want is to make a rep in this town and I want to meet your Bossman. It's either that or I work with the cops"
On e thing he hid was that while he had distracted her with his ladies man mumbo jumbo, he secretly recorded the conversation with a holographic recording device he had within his gauntlets. He activated it as a burden of proof and the whole conversation from the time he asked about the set up to her kneeling to pick up her things started to play like a movie. He then tossed the jewelry in her direction. "Look I only work with dough not trinkets but you seem like the kind of woman to appreciate these things. Consider it a Sign of goodwill from the Main Man."
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Post by Deleted on Aug 20, 2015 20:21:36 GMT -5
“And what makes you think I’m not my own boss. Clearly I don’t need to work for anyone. I work so much better alone.” Huge lie, but he didn’t know that. Anyone who recognized the voluptuous redhead in Gotham City could pinpoint her as the Penguin’s personal assistant. She handed a majority of Oswald’s operations and insured his business was a success. While Linsey had grown to love her work, it was a bit bittersweet when she reflected back to the days she was a one woman show. Of course, things were much complicated now.
The roar of a motorcycle caused a smile to play on her plump lips. She looked down at the jewelry he had offered her with a look of disgust. “I have more jewels than I need. If you are trying to win someone over that way, you might want to try Catwoman.” The bike was now in view as it speed toward the pair, coming to a halt just past the redhead. The driver wore all black, a helmet shielding his face and eyes – but she knew exactly who it was. Linsey climbed aboard and hugged the bike tightly with her thighs. “Bye now.” She didn’t bother to wave as the bike turned sharply and sped away.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 20, 2015 23:08:25 GMT -5
A smile crept over Lobo's face yeah sure the girl got away it wasn't the first time he got stood up by a girl and more than likely it wouldn't be the last. There was always plan B in which he could be a "Hero for hire," and heck if the weapons the criminals used in this city were as pathetic as the ones she used on him, cleaning this city would be a snap.
then a strange idea came to his mind...Why go at this alone? he could get a couple of people, take out all these big bad criminal organizations, everyone would walk out rich and possibility be haled as heroes "The New heroes of Gotham"
"Now that's a sound I could get used to."
Lobo picked up the Jewellery the Changling unceremoniously rejected her advice ringing in his ear.
"If you are trying to win someone over that way, you might want to try Catwoman.”
"...hmmm catwoman"
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