Down Under the World (Villain Wanted)

The move that Fox brought against her brought the subtle danger to a very real place.
"I don't think anyone in this entanglement would like that."
She readied herself against anything that would fly at her. His stride would outmatch her own in a short distance, and getting into her car would take too long. She waited for the any opportunity in which the flashdrive would open up to her, but Fox appeared very protective of it.

"I rather like this phone, so you'll be needing to get one of your own." She placed the phone in her bag and slung it around her back. "I'm beginning to get that awkward sensation that comes about when you've overstayed your welcome; I believe you should be feeling it as well." Her escape with the drive seemed distant at this point, but it could prove to be the safest bet.

'I've over stayed my welcome?' Fox couldn't resist laughing, 'nope,' he looked her dead in the eye,'This is my down, this is my country. I'll guard my den and all those that dwell within. You how ever are quite correct. The welcome is over.'

Fox brought up 000 (our version of 911) inside his helmet, but paused. It would be safer if he subdued, then called.

'Lets go,' he reached out to grab Bliss's wrist.

Bliss gave a little clinched grin as he reached out for her hand. Her stature would allow her leverage and a smaller center of gravity, but that surely could only suffice as a last ditch effort. What she would implement as a first assault shot out of her unoccupied left hand. A blast shot out of her hand towards the Fox. The force behind it was soft, but very wide.
While it lacked subtlety, it did provide her with a chance to make a break for the car. She took off with the best speed she could muster, not looking back to see the Fox.

Fox only had time for his eyes to widened as a wall of force slammed into him, picking him up and thorwing him off the path. He hit a tree and sagged against it, dazed. The tree shuddered and emitted an ominous creak, but remained standing.

The flashdrive fell from his hand landing in the dirt before him. Omsode the helmet he was trying to blink stars from his eyes, a cool feeling spreading across parts of his chest and back as anathetic covered several bruised areas.

The loud crash against the tree brought a smile to her face. Feeling a sense of pride she quickly turned around to see the drive. She made a telekinetic grab for the flash drive and brought it to her hand. She only put a distance of around thirty feet between them, but feeling overconfident she held her spot. "It's been lovely."

She blew a quick kiss and turned back to continue her escape.

'lovely' Fox murmured, the sound of footsteps fading. His chest felt......nothing, but he could feel a deep throb of pain in his chest.

'uuugh,' he moanded, leaning against the tree as he staggered to his feet, sucking in breaths. he repalyed the last few moments, a rustle had emenated from her hand, and then the flashdrive had flaoted into your hands. He let out a deeper groan, and this one wasn't from the pain.

-And so it begins-

He heard a car door open, now he had even more reason to take her down. He pushed the odd pain/no pain feeling in his choest out of his mind and took off. In the distance he could see her getting into the car. Ingoring the path he barrlled through the brush. Fox's stride ate up the 30ft but rather than aim for his bike he ran straight at the car. claws at the read to get up and latch on to the bonnet

As her car pulled out of her space, she felt a great disturbance in the force. She knew something that big and probably armored wouldn't stop with such a minor attack. The flash drive sat safely in her bag, but she needed to get rid of the assailant. She continued to drive with more speed and hooked sharply to the left, hoping to free herself of the grappler. She threw the clutch into park and flung the door open. She took a step out of the car prepared to fight.

"Should I call 000 for an ambulance?"

Fox unhooked his claws from the new speed holes he'd left in the bonnet, moving to adopt a casual sitting position on the car bonnet.

'Depends how badly you think I'll rough you up,' he inched off the bonnet, moving a little stiffly but gradualy loosening up.

'I'd hoped your kind would leave this part of the world alone, but now that you're hear,' Fox flexed his claws, when they came close a spark of energy arced between them, 'might as well enjoy the southern climate for a long time.'

"First off, I'll need your insurance information for that damage you just did." She hopped back to avoid her next course of actions recourse. She focused on the panes of glass in the car and shattered them in the direction of Fox. She ducked down to avoid any shrapnel that could hit her, but also to give her a good position of defense against the ginormous assailant.

"You know what, I rented this car on a stolen card number, and I'm not even old enough to rent. I guess we'll call that one even."

A loud squeal blared through Fox's ears, giving him a moment to raise his arm before the windscreen and the windows on both front doors blew open at him. He refexlively put one leg back fo balance.

The windows would've shattered into coin sized blunt pieces, but a later analysis would show those detonate into smaller spikes. He felt the wave crash over him, most bouncing off the kevla, -thank god i reinforced it against blades- larger pieces embedded, but didn't penetrate the cooling suit. A small alert of pressure loss shows several of the micro tubs in his fingers had been cut, but it was a minor amount.

Fox lowered his arm, pieces of glass raining off his shoulder, arm, in general his entire right side. Blue fluid ran in small rivules down his fingers, forming into a single fat dropping that fell to the ashphalt.

'Bad move,'he let out a deep growl as he shook out the warm dislodging more glass and several blue drops, 'I'll war you now, this is going to hurt.'

With that statement, Fox took two bounding steps forward slashing out with one claw, and then the other, a flurry of claw slashes, each metal tip thrumming silent with enough energy to numb a limb for about 5 seconds. Aside from harm he tried to direct the dodges out into the street farther away from the car, and things to get thrown at.

The fox lunged at her, leaving a trail of blue liquid in his wake. Bliss rolled forward to get underneath him. His arm grabbed her shoulder numbing her left arm. She rolled out of the grip with the awkward feeling of a limb that's asleep. As she finished her roll to get just behind him, she tried to wrap her legs around his left leg. She sent a concentrated blow into the back of his knee with her right hand.

The tingling sensation of her left arm now began to set in to the rest of her upper torso. She found it hard to control her action with the unruly phantom limb. This fight needed to end soon if she wanted to escape.

Micheal felt the blow to the back of his knee, buckling it. Instead of falling he let the knee bend out, folding until he was in a kneealing posiion.

He twisted in the dsecent trying the land his shin across both legs to pin them while his taser claws attempted to grasp the legs, to send that current surging down her nervous system.

The surge of electricity came as a severe surprise. Fox made the mistake of underestimating Bliss and she returned the favor.

His hand lunged for her leg as his leg loosely pinned her legs. The weight of his body fell upon her legs, but the shot gave her a little leeway to move out. His hand wrapped around her leg and began to electrocute her. She freed her left leg and kicked at his hand wrist with all of her force, trying to free herself before she would be incapacitated.

She flipped to her back with her right arm and began to focus her energy into a high pitched frequency. The helmet her wore had closed eye sockets, so it must have some glass material in it that could shatter.

Micheal turn to see another out stretched hand. He could feel his helmet vibrate a split second before a loud high pitched whine blared through his ears. The audio, designed to allow him to hear around roaring gunfire by compressing high volume sound waves, now worked against him by converting the destructive waves into noise that made his ear drums bounce.

Fox covered his ears, trying to disentangle himself, and succeeding only in falling on his side, the soundwaves racing around his skull. He writhed, tail lashing about as Micheal desperately tried to focus through the noise.

The Fox winced in pain, giving Bliss a moment to put her thoughts together. I can't feel my arm. I can't feel my leg. Those thoughts didn't help much. Bliss tried to collect herself, but found it hard under the circumstances. She sat up, rubbing against the mesh material of her shorts. "This isn't going to end well for either of us." She collected her breathe, hoping to not let Fox see that he had her beaten. "How about me make an information exchange. If we carry this out some one besides us will get hurt." She kept her wits about her, just in case she needed to put up a last ditch effort. Her right hand began manipulating molecules in a twirl to generate more and more force.

Fox groaned a little, his ears were ringing, likely would for sometime. It took all his concentration to make out what she was saying.

-uuhh high frenquency waves, disorientation, balance issues, temporary hearing loss

He swayed a little, carefully getting to his feat, his tail offsetting his balance. She was almost as badly beaten as he was. He could see scratches where his claws were.

'Maybe,' he leant against the car, 'tell me why I shouldn't just call the cops, you and I can keep going until we're unconcious, and then they can drag you off.'