Petty squabbles [Ed, Niso]

Niso wasn't a subtle creature at heart, but when it suited his desires, it was definitely something he could achieve. He was told by his 'boss' to behave at this little auction, but he wanted to have his own little bit of fun. Sure, they had plans to have their printing press just lay out bags of fake cash for them to use and he could always just use her card if he wanted anything personally, but in the end so long as he didn't let word back to her, he could do as he liked and still have a hell of a time with it. One way to go about that was to use a rarely touched aspect of his quirk.

Cap pulled down over his eyes, a small mark on it that was worn by all the security personel hired by the person running this little auction, Niso blended in fairly well. He couldn't change his face entirely, but he shifted the bones in his jaw and the flesh coating it just enough that, on a passing glance, he could look like a familiar face that would likely be found dead a few days later once the auction had been and gone. Afterall, when you hire a bunch of criminals, you're not going to be surprised if one of them skips out on the job...~

He wandered about the containers, not wanting to open everything willy nilly and raise suspicion, keeping himself out of the light and listening to the subtle whispers of the actual guards. It was just when he saw a pair passing by an open container. He dipped back a step, remaining in the shadows and listening carefully to what was being said...

None of the goods were here!? Ugh. He'd wasted an afternoon being subtle for nothing. Why did he...wait. Something was here...but it was being used by one of the other guards...ooooh he could work with this. Sure it may start sending off alarms if one of the bigger names amonst the hired goons wound up dead, but for a toy like that, Niso couldn't help himself. Niso turned on his heel and started rushing in another direction. Swiftly, he'd realize that he had no hint where this guy might be...but he had something to go off of.

Scaling one of the containers rather unsubtly as he discarded his cap, the features of his face shifting back to normal before a layer of black flesh with an almost cartoonish expression pasted on it in a second layer of white, formed across his features, acting like a mask in it's usual fashion. He spotted a tall lampost of sorts meant to keep the area well lit even above the stacked containers, and with his uniquely fluid anatomy, scaled the pole with some ease despite his skinny frame, locking his legs about it and leaning back, hand over his eyes, trying to find that shimmering blue becon that would tell him where to find his new toy...!

Niso, having clambered atop one of the high lighting structures that helped illuminate the place over all the highly stacked shipping containers, put a hand over his eyes, not thinking it would do anything to help him see, but he saw it in enough cartoons that it was a force of habit to try and shade his eyes even when the sun wasn't too bad. He needed to find what he was looking for...and as he saw two guards seeming to linger over his own discarded disguise, he seemed to find it. With a wild grin he slipped around the lampost he was using in a way that was far from what human anatomy should achieve, his spine arcing out in a way that looked like it would break on the average human, but thanks to his own fluid anatomy, it just seemed to make him appear more...lizard like.

He didn't much care for the fact they'd found his discarded disguise, once he was in and out he could shift his facial features and dissapear, and with the flesh mask he wore now it wasn't like anyone could even recognize him to begin with. He popped his neck either way, and prepared himself to launch at this guard with the toy he wanted, wiggling with anticipation as he prepared to launch himself across the distance between them, a deep little chuckle bubbling in his throat.

Little did he know, another seemed to be trying to target the fellow. As they were briefly distacted by a frog trying to dive into their clothes, a detail of the situation sadly lost on the hyper-focused Niso. With the agility of a feral cat he leapt from his vantage point, limbs outstretched as he acted like a human net almost, throwing himself over the guard and rolling them to the floor, a frog flying out of their clothes as Niso was shoved off the guard in turn, ragdolling across the floor till he seemed to almost naturally land on all fours, his eerie mask's smile ever present as he stared down the guard who rapidly rose to his feet, wielding some weapon or other that seemed to have been taken from the supplies too. A military issue tazer gun of some sort? Whatever it was Niso was gonna have a fun time playing with it once he killed this guy...!~

"Who the fuck are you?"

"Your worst nightmare. Your sworn enemy. Pick a cliche I hardly care...!~"

Niso grinned wildly behind his mask, watching this stranger to him activate that little toy he was after, the electricity in the area about him seeming to fizzle out before charging this unique little weapon. Ooooo! A secret function! He loved when toys did more than what they said on the box! He shifted left and right on all fours, his torso shifting between his four limbs with a fluidity it shouldn't have. He debated leaping off to the side. It would be easy. His body could move like a leaf on the wind or drop like a stone from a bridge...

But he decided to see what his soon to be claimed toy could do!

He reared up as the Tazer strings shot out toward him, feeling them latch on through his clothing and a scorch mark form int he fabric where they did. All the electricity it had absorbed seemed to charge through him in that moment, Niso's eyes growing wide behind his flesh mask and a static screech flowing out of his throat. He keeled backwards, bending in an unnatural manner, his head grinding into the floow behind him as his toes still rested on the floor where he'd stood. Certainly not a position any normal human would wanna be in.

As the pain finshed washing over him, rather than returning forward to his feet, Niso's body flowed backwards till his feet flipped over his head and he was back on them that way, giggling all the while once he regained control of his vocal chords. "HOO HOO HOOO HOOOOO BOY! HO YEAH THATS A TOY I WANT!~" He grinned nice and wide popping his neck either way and rushed in towards the guard again. They were more trained, and easily flipped Niso over them in his attempt to assault, a frog caught in the cross fire falling before Niso did, and Niso landing atop them. Whether there was a splat or not was down to the frogman who controlled them, but as far as Niso was concerned he was busy rolling back to his feet to try for another charge, while the guard seemed to be noticing the odd amount of frogs in his shipyard.

"The fuck are these things...?" He'd ask, cautious enough to try and keep his distance from them. Given they were trying to be stealthy initially he could avoid them while they weren't being too aggressive but...the hell?