On a Wing and New Technology ((Open))

[vesper_verde]

After getting a small feeling working with a bunch of heroes to bring down some supernatural goings on in the city, Vesper determinedly updated his gear. A few test runs and some tweaking, he now had a fully upgraded suit. Now, the bat-suited man was trying to get back on regular patrols. With his recent engagement and his father in town for business, he had been a little lax on getting out.

An updraft helped carry him higher as he looked for action. He felt the need to put feet and fists into good use. Or maybe the new gear needed a night out. Either way he was scouring the streets with his hearing to find something other than noise from televisions that sounded dangerous.

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[hellkitten]

Vesper wasn't the only one feeling the need for a workout of the heroic kind that night. Liza cast out her Cat's Claw line, swinging from building to building, scanning the streets and alleyways below for some civilians in need of rescue, or some thugs in need of a sound thumping. Violence placated the demon she was bonded to, violence against evildoers tended to annoy it.

Liza liked annoying the Basilisk.

She saw a shadow fly by to her right, and she froze, crouched on the edge of a rooftop. Her first thought on seeing the bat-winged shape was "Great. I thought we got rid of all the demons." Then she recognized it. Despite some changes to his armor, that was the man with the peculiar accents who had been involved in the battle with said demons. She hesitated. What was the proper protocol in situations like this? Was she supposed to throw her Cat's Claw out and snag his armor? Pick a fight? Stand up and wave?

Someone should really write a book on superhero etiquette.

[vesper_verde]

His hearing did not catch the other hero out that night. Though he caught a glimpse of something on the edge of a roof. He wasn't sure who it was, but in case it was trouble (he hoped), he looped back around.

"Well, well." He did not have a French accent this time.

[hellkitten]

"If it isn't the man of a thousand accents. Or at least two."

Liza stood, and leaned against the brick pillar on the corner of the roof.

"Out enjoying the night air... well, the night smog?"

[vesper_verde]

Vesper landed on the roof and folded his wings in. He cleared his throat. Thankfully, his voice modulator worked now, hiding his actual accent and making his voice a bit more gravelly.

"I'm out looking for crime. You're lucky there's not sign posted about loitering." It was a slow night so far. He hoped it would pick up. "Out looking for demons?"

[hellkitten]

"Loitering, huh? And I suppose you filed a flight plan with the FAA for tonight?"

Liza grinned.

"Demons... ah, no. I've had enough of those for a while. Like, maybe the rest of my life?"

If only.

"I'm just out getting a little exercise."

[vesper_verde]

"If you see any fight jets scramble to find me, you'll know the answer to that," he replied smoothly. He glanced around and cast his hearing out. He didn't hear jets or trouble. He turned his attention back to the woman dressed like a cat.

"Jumping from rooftop to rooftop? Or something more... martial?"

[hellkitten]

"Both."

Lightning fast, Liza pushed off from the column into a double midair somersault, landing into a backflip.

"I've got to keep my reflexes up, you know. And this part of the city is a good place to find someone to practice on."

She glanced down. A plastic grocery bag drifted down the otherwise deserted street.

"Usually, at least."

[vesper_verde]

"Not my usual area of patrol." The gangs he harassed were elsewhere in town, but he had been itching for action. He supposed he could always drop in on one of the Brazilian drug pushers.

He scratched his chin with his thumb. "Like a lift to a more dangerous area?"

He glanced over her costume. "That outfit have any bullet-proofing?"

[hellkitten]

"Nooooo... does it need some, where we're going?"

Liza chuckled.

"Sounds like the best part of town. This..."

She pulled at the sleeve of her costume.

"...is pretty much just spandex. It's one of my mother's old costumes. This was hers, too."

She flexed her hand and threw out her Cat's Claw line so that it hooked onto the brick column, before pulling it back.

[vesper_verde]

"It might, but if you're nimble and wary enough you should be fine. Gang members are usually armed some way." He eyed the spandex and then watched the Cat's Claw line shoot out and pull back in.

"So, distraction, claws, and lined mobility? Hmm." He gestured for her to come over and grab on. He found not carrying someone by her armpits to be more beneficial in flying. Also less of a strain on himself. "They aim something at you send that clawed line into their groin."

[hellkitten]

"Distraction?"

Liza raised an eyebrow. She never realized that was part of her power set. She walked over to Vesper and grabbed on as directed.

[vesper_verde]

Vesper activated his wings, and they spread with a with a sching.

"Modesty. Nice to see in someone running around in spandex." He smirked slightly as he sent a bubble of silence behind him to hide the sound of the engines starting up. He slipped an arm around her to help keep her with him.

Then he got lift off the rooftop to get them moving.

[hellkitten]

"Hey, now, spandex is a classic. It's, like, the Chanel of superheroes."

Liza watched the rooftops and streets pass beneath them.

"Although, it does get kinda old wearing Mom's hand me downs."

[ngm_villains]

The suited thug grabbed by Vesper was launched over his compatriots with a surprised scream. One of the local thugs was just about to squeeze another shot when his gun was yanked out of his hand. He let out a surprised bellow and looked up.

"Hey, it's the Bat! ... and a cat?"

The two gangs paused in shooting at each other to look at the intervening heroes.

[vesper_verde]

Vesper held up his left arm. He activated the bracer on his arm and cocked his hand to the right. He grit his teeth as he braced himself for the concussive air blast he aimed at a couple of the suited thugs.

[hellkitten]

"Meow."

Liza flipped the gun over her shoulder onto the roof, then swung down on top of the formerly armed gang member, to catch him under the arms with her legs, and flip him into a nearby wall, and hopefully, dreamland.

[ngm_villains]

"Since when did the Bat man need a Cat woman to help?" One of the locals asked in aggravation as he turned and saw his friend eat wall and fall into a senseless heap. He aimed at Hellkitten to try to put a shot into her head.

"Crime-fighting date. Who cares? Kill them both!"

Two of the thugs in suits went flying back into some of their compatriots from the force of the air blast. Some were still on their feet, however. They turned their guns on Vesper and started shooting at him.

[vesper_verde]

Vesper's eyes widened behind the green lenses. Well, this would be the time to check out the bullet proof portion of his suit. Even if he moved he could get hit. So he stuck his left arm out again. This time he braced his arm with the right.

He cocked his fist to left. He tried to hold his arm steady as the vibro-blaster fired.

[hellkitten]

Liza was a moving target, swinging and twisting through the air. She sailed around behind the group of thugs, then pivoted, aiming her feet squarely at the back of one of the gang member's heads.

[ngm_villains]

The vibratory energy from Vesper's bracer threw off the gang members' balance and coordination. Their shots went all over the place before the collapsed into dizzy heaps.

The thug's head jerked forward as Hellkitten's feet hit their mark. He grunted as he toppled forward into unconsciousness. The remaining gang members were turning around to fire at the jumping kitten. They did not particularly care where their shots were going that were not hitting their target.

Down the block behind Vesper, a limo was coming up the street. It looked wildly out of place in the rundown neighborhood. Thumping music was echoing out of the open sunroof along with loud feminine laughter.

[vesper_verde]

Vesper shut off the Vibro-blaster and shook his arm. It had not been the steadiest aim, but he managed to drop the suited gangsters to the street.

He heard the approaching limo and checked over his shoulder. He hoped that was a wrong turn for a bridal party or something. He wasn't relishing reinforcements.

He turned back to the groaning gang members and snapped off two knock-out gas pellets from his right bracer into their midst.

[hellkitten]

Liza landed briefly, picking up an old tire rim that was laying in the alleyway. She flung it like a frisbee at the gun hand of the nearest thug. then jumped into the air, flipping and turning into a somersault at the thug next to him, aiming her foot at his gun, and then her fist at his jaw as she came out of the tumbling maneuver.

[ngm_villains]

The billowing green gas in their midst did not make the suited gang members feel good about their odd. Though if they were going down, they were going to take that bat-suited freak down with them. Despite still feeling the disorientation effects and starting to lose consciousness, they sprayed bullets toward Vesper. Until they couldn't due to lack of consciousness.

One of Hellkitten's thugs was disarmed by her chakram tire rim. He cussed and held his hand as the man next to him didn't quite get a shot off as his gun was knocked aside and a fist sent him flat on his back.

Bullets that missed Vesper slammed into the windshield of limo, killing the driver behind the glass. The driver slumped forward, and his body weight made his foot go hard on the gas pedal. The limo lurched and then sped down the street.

[vesper_verde]

While Vesper was good at moving, some lucky shots clipped him and sent him spinning. He grimaced as the armor protected him some. He was still going to have bruises to explain.

Though turned around, he saw the bullet-riddled limo speeding toward him. He said something decidedly not American before running at the limo speeding to mow him down.

[hellkitten]

Liza kicked the dropped gun into a storm sewer, then spun around and kicked the thug with the wounded hand into a nearby wall. When she turned, she saw the car speeding out of control, and muttered a few distinctly American words of her own.

She wondered just how good that body armor of Vesper's was, then she threw her Cat's Claw line out, and swung towards the car to help.