Fight Club [Invite]

You Looking for someone to Rock Your World~?

A beat of silence seeming to follow as the duo of would-be gangbusters finally seemed to realize the fact that despite the battle that had broken out between them they had been fighting for the same side, one would probably note that during it a piece of tumbleweed would have been well placed to roll through the scene scornfully as Nikki processed this information by wrinkling her brow and giving a whole pouty lipped wagging jaw type motion to her face, before slapping her hands on her hips in annoyance.
“Well fuck.” Releasing the effect of her quirk as her interest in the battle seemed to ebb away now that she knew she wasn’t besting some scumbag gang member but rather a kinda sexy panther person instead, in all honesty the no longer so steely siren did not know what to say in the immediate aftermath of this astounding discovery so went for her usual fall back of cursing, before sighing and seeming to relax a little. For a moment at least.

“Jeez, I can’t believe you thought I was on these punks side, catman!” Pausing for a few more seconds as she continued to digest the details of what had occurred before finding a bone to pick with her would-be assailant, Miss Nakajima shook her head in disapproval as she pointed out the mistake that Akiva had made in his assumption and all the while ignored the fact that she had done the exact same thing, but all too quickly seemed to show that her annoyance was mostly for show.
“If that isn’t the biggest stain on my character I don’t know what is?” A small smirk spreading across her mouth as she let that façade of frustration melt away, the metal minx bobbed her shoulders in a shrug and then cocked her head, looking toward her apparent business rival wryly for a second before folding her arms across herself and walking one way and then the other with a hint of impatience.

“But hm, this kinda leaves me with a bit of an issue really?” Perhaps some relieved to discover that they no longer needed to engage in a spot of vicarious violence but this vigorous vixen not among that number, though in some ways it was nice to know she didn’t have to get messy with the man before her, in other ways she felt a disappointment as well. And rather a big one really.
“Those fights got me pretty worked up, and usually, I only have two ways to take care of that kinda thing…” More of a sadist than she might readily admit and because of that finding the act of inflicting a bit of hurt upon a deserving soul to be satisfying in more than one manner, now that it felt like she had been denied that opportunity she felt a bit of pent up frustration building within her which was hard to ignore, but happily something that Nikki felt at ease mentioning to a soul like this.

“And if fighting’s out, I think I might have to go with plan B~?” The pugnacious panther hitting many a button in her after all and some of these providing an alternative method of relief for that which she craved, the manner of Miss Nakajima seemed to soften and grow a little warmer as she contemplated the idea of indulging the images that were filling her mind, and bit her lip because of them. And of course, also went so far as to play up her ‘assets‘ as well by doing a couple of stretches for her shoulders as she did so…

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You Looking for someone to Rock Your World~?

“Well, easy mistake to make, cause...” Smirking and cocking her head as Akiva pointed out the little detail that the dark dish had been happy to overlook, Miss Nakajima shared a little cheek with him and took a step and then one more closer to the stranger that she had been fighting a minute ago, and watched as he let that feline influence on his form diminish and return to that rugged base state he had started with, which she liked.
“You got that shady as fuck look about ya, catman~” The heat of battle meaning that she had not gotten the chance to fully enjoy that slim but rough looking visage that seemed to hit so many of the right buttons within her, as the temptress teased her almost-adversary she couldn’t help but wonder just what impact that beastial element of his quirk might add to the excitement she wanted to indulge, but whatever it would end up being she knew it would be intriguing.

“Yeah, I look like the sort of girl who can do better than some two bit thug, huh?” Certainly not hating the fact that the feline fellow also seemed to find as much appeal in her as she did him, or maybe even more so it seemed, as the two shifted out of battle mode and into something a little more sinful the steely siren hummed and flicked her hair before tucking her thumb into the belt-loop of her jeans and letting it hang down a little lower to show a bit more off for that admiring eye to enjoy.
“Lucky for you then I’m willing to settle today, eh~?” The absence of a second waistband beneath her blue jeans quite blatantly demonstrating the fact that she had opted to take the approach of the commando when she went into battle today, Nikki moved close enough to left her hand and rest it upon the chest of the well-shaped figure before her and bit her lip with anticipation with the way this scene suddenly seemed to be heading, whilst winding a delectable digit around in a dainty circle in order to tease her tiger.

“So, you got a place nearby or-“ Licking her lips as she readied herself to lunge into what she expected would be a rather spicy and probably somewhat rough meeting of the mouths, Miss Nakajima could feel her heart racing and chest lifting and falling as she felt that silent drumroll pounding out between the pair, coercing them to an epic finale that would certainly round her day out rather nicely. But unfortunately, what she found would not be what she wanted.

Instead her little inquiry seeming to cut off rather rapidly and rudely by something that was loud, forceful and hot in all the ways that Nikki didn’t want right now, all too quickly something seemed to burst behind the back of the black beauty like a balloon, but unleashed a wrath far worse than anything that could offer. Something like a grenade seeming to burst and knock the scappy siren clean off her feet with an aggravating and agonizing tenacity, she would be flung forward in a daze and roused by the sound of footsteps, and a rather vexed sounding voice to accompany them…

“Suppose when you want a job done right, you gotta do it yourself…”

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“Figured when you two started throwing down you’d end up taking each other out…”

A figure emerging from the shadows in a garb that was roughly reminiscent of the thugs that the duo had faced thus far and shrugging with a hand outstretched, as he spoke one would note the fact that each and every one of his fingers were decorated with gold rings, and the whole of him as well really. Chains of shining colour hanging off his neck and dangling from his wrists and even a little dazzle revealed as well from the grill that shone from his lips when smirked, all this finery stood as a contrast of culture to the bright colour of the sportswear and cap that the man wore as his clothing, and yet somehow looked somewhat threatening as a combination.



His manner seeming to be relaxed and even rather casual as he eyed the fallen figure of the femme that had been felled by his attack, had Nikki not have dropped her steely guard then the outcome of the attack might have been rather different, but for the moment she was hurt, and not too inconsiderably. Stunned even by the blast that had afflicted her from behind, which one could assume had come from the swaggering figure who had entered the scene, smoke rose from the now ruined back of the leather jacket that the black beauty wore but for the moment she was in one piece at least. For the moment.

“Ah well, for a guy like me chicks like that are a dime a dozen anyway, right dawg~?”

The new challenger shaking his head as he looked at her before turning his attention toward the face of Akiva for a moment with another grin that glittered thanks to his diamond-studded grill, and then he opted to be rather unsportsmanlike a moment later. In a second seeming to snap his hand and create a mass of strange fluid that gave off an unusual aura, after flashing an even wickeder grin at the man who faced him the thug winked and then whipped his hand toward her to send that spill of wicked liquid shooting straight toward her, ready to wrathfully blast the beauty apart now that she was down for the count…

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Perhaps some guys deriding the speed of the men that they were with in certain situations but right now, in this circumstance, Nikki unlikely to be one of them, as that mass of syrupy material shot through the air on a collision course with her stunned and bruised form the black beauty was rather glad that her new friend could put pedal to the metal when it counted, especially when the sound of another flash seemed to rouse her from her sleep.
“M-Mmmnnnn…” Waking slowly and certainly not wholly comfortably as the blast rang through her ears, though usually the ebony enchantress would have been somewhat annoyed to end up in the arms of pretty much any man in such a tender fashion regardless of how long she had met them, some combination of relief and perhaps some grogginess seemed to quell her usual temper and show something different. Something that few others would have probably seen from her.

“Heeheehee, not used to being swept into a guy’s arms but…” Always the sort who tended to deflect from the truth of her feelings with a bout of witticism but on this occasion that inclination seeming to mix with what she usually sought to defend to leave her feeling relaxed despite her injury and perhaps still a bit frisky, Miss Nakajima showed a rare hint of vulnerability and even softness as she looked up toward her saviour and let loose a purring line toward him, and then showed something even more tender a moment later.
“…You know, with you, the view from down here ain’t half bad~?” A shaky hand rising up and settling on the cheek of her handsome hero softly and sweetly as she gave her last smile before the pain of the wound on her back set it, for a second the black beauty bathed in the bliss of intimacy with Akiva and actually enjoyed it, but found her usual countenance reasserting itself quickly once she had woken up fully.

“Ahhhhhhh, fucking, damn that motherfucker! That hurts like a bitch!” Wincing as a sharp throbbed rocked her form once her mind returned to wakefulness and her colourful choice of wording perhaps overshadowing the fact that she also wore a bit of a blush at the fact she had let herself indulge what she saw as a ‘weaker’ side to her character for a second or two, all too quickly the steely siren jerked her hand away from the face of her rescuer and jiggled her way loose of his grasp to flop onto the floor, and force her feet back underneath her.
“Now I’m pissed off!” Growling angrily at the hit she had received as her knees wobbled a little beneath her but opting to focus on the frustration that she felt at being blindsided rather than other anxieties she felt right now, once she had stood up Nikki pounded her fist into her palm in order to shake the hit off a bit better and glared at the guy that had floored her so sneakily with maximum levels of malice. After all, that was a lot easier to do than admit the fact that she had, for a second there, actually enjoyed feeling like a damsel in distress.

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“Heh, well help me kick this guy’s ass and I might just let ya hold me like that again sometime~?” The rage of the raven reigned in just a little bit by the cheeky line of her new battle buddy, though a big part of Miss Nakajima wanted her to launch forward and knock the block of the bugger who had blindsided her clean off, she couldn’t help but flash a smirk toward the young man at her side in response to his charm, and perhaps because of that invited another chance for their enemy to attack her. Which he only seemed all too happy to do so, really, as yet another patch of exploding jam or whatever the hell kinda heat he was packing shot through the scene, ready to erupt with that fierce heat once more.

“Yo yo yo, you thirsty ass bitches mind flirtin’ it up on your own time?”

Another little explosion rocking the warehouse as it seemed that their big boss had grown tired with the teasing antics between the lad and lass that he had faced, once more heat and fury seemed to bellow out as a blast ripped through the air in an awful crash, the head honcho smirked for a second smugly before something that he did not expect to see lurched forth before him.
“Ain’t so easy when a gal is ready for ya, is it fucker?!” An off-silver shape howling in the smoke and then lurching forward with a carbonized surface to her steely skin but hardly done in by the burst of explosives, Nikki ran forward in her transformed state a little bit wobbly thanks to the wound she had suffered earlier but happy to grin and bear it for the sake of satisfying her seething passion and bruised pride, and for the sake of those she was not going to let herself off with one or two massive injuries.

“There’s only one plan I have for fighting a fuck like this, hot stuff!” Not as hot on her heels when all of a sudden her metal might inflicted rather a sizeable about of heft to her form, despite being a little more sluggish Miss Nakajima knew that her change would allow her to take a few more of those blasts before buckling, and as such hoped that she would come out on top in this war of attrition between her tanky self and the demolition expert before her. The boss of the brood not entirely lacking for expertise either, as our heroine howled with rage and rushed herself into attack range for Johnny Nitro he showed that he was certainly wary of the strength the siren could possess as he set off another explosion in her face to ward her off and give himself a bit of distance by riding it backward, however, she wasn’t about to give up just yet.

“Keep hitting this bastard til every inch of the bitch is black and blue!” Shouting to the hot footed hunk she had tangled with in the minute beforehand even as she found herself choking on smoke and setting off again, while she knew that taking this many loads up front was not going to do her many favours the girl wasn’t about to stop until one of them dropped, and preferred the idea of said party being the punk who had blindsided her earlier. Aided in that by the fact that they would now outnumber him two to one, all she needed was for someone to slow him down enough that she could get a square hit in, and maybe the panther prince and his hurried heels could provide rather a welcome form of aid in that particular area…?

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It seeming that Nitroglycerin Johnathon was none too impressed to find his path being cut off by the panther-person who chased after him, Miss Nakajima licked her lips as she saw the fleeing thug suddenly find the route he wanted denied and felt no shortage of excitement at what was about to happen, as she was going to make full use of the opportunity to catch him up that her impromptu partner had provided her. Clearly their enemy ready to be facing one foe at a time but the hint that had been given about wishing to tangle with them one at a time now readily demonstrating how ill equipped he was for the simple disadvantage of numbers and a little pace in a partner, though he lifted a handful of hot sauce or whatever the crap was he had been flinging around in order to make Akiva pay for his aggression, the amazon behind him would make sure that he never got much of a chance to use it; that was what teamwork was about after all.

“Hotter shit than you are, fuck face!” Flinging her own lethal weapon forward in the form of a heavy metal hand and clocking the clown right in the cheek as she did so, Nikki would have been lying if she didn’t admit that the simple sensation of smashing this explosive enemy good and hard gave her that kind of tingling feeling that made her pulse pound even harder, and honestly gave her an eager craving for a few more doses of that sweet feeling which she was only too happy to act upon. Seething with rage for the pain he had caused her and honestly that stinging at her back still providing a painful contrast to the pleasure that she would gain from pummelling him, even though the one hit she landed on this ass of an adversary was enough to send her into a state of bliss the black beauty did not let that fact slow her down, and instead she barked angrily as she vented some of the ill feeling he had inspired a rather literal manner.

“Especially after I’m done with ya!” The fists and the feet of the femme seeming to have been seized suddenly by a feverous fervour that made them lash out like the woman herself was a walking den of vipers looking to overwhelm some poor fool who had stumbled into their pit, she lashed a knee across herself next to knock the stuffing and the breath out of the bastard before following up with another cross punch, and after this point began to treat him rather like the bag that one might have found in the boxing hall. Hooks and jabs and even a few sharp heels raining out from the girl as she blissfully brutalized the bugger who had blasted her from behind, in all honesty had he shown the simple intestinal fortitude to take her head on rather than launching a sly attack on her like that then she probably would have been an ounce more lenient than she was right now, but he hadn’t. He had been a scumbag and earned the ire of the Iron Maiden, and as such deserved every little ounce of punching and pounding pressure she was going to hand out…

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“Not so nice when the boot’s on the other foot, huh?!” Certainly seeming to both be taking things too far and rather personally as well, though the lack of resistance against her would likely have assured the ebony empress that her efforts were indeed being levied against an enemy that had little to offer her in response, Nikki would not stop right now, at least not by her own volition. Remembering the pain she had felt when he had blasted her in the back but more than that venting frustrations and feelings of hurt that she had carried for a lot longer than a matter of minutes, the pulp that was once called Johnny Nitro was now her punching bag, and honestly had her partner not spoken up then she likely wouldn’t have stopped. Probably not until he was dead, so in a way it was lucky the cat man had less of a taste for vengeance than her.

“Tch.” Fortune favouring the fool as well in the fact that the ferric femme had attempted to turn over a new leaf and with that felt just a hint of embarrassment at how she had let herself get carried away like this, she paused for a second after the caution she was shown and realized what she was doing, and half out of a desire to make sure she didn’t put Akiva off too much elected to deliver only one last hit before giving up on it.
“Fucker deserved it.” Easing her quirk and then slamming a wholly human hammer into his nose to make him groan one last time before dropping the idiot to the ground, though Miss Nakajima grumbled a little to defend the excessive degree of force she had used to subdue him she accepted that her new buddy was probably right, and honestly only protested because of her pride more than anything.

“A-Ahhhh! Shit! That’s…” The act of releasing her quirk combining with the effect of her ebbing adrenaline at this point to make the metal minx wince once she had done so, as the back of the black beauty throbbed she looked over her shoulder to finally try and see the damage that had been done for her, though honestly as much as it stung it had seemed to have been diminished just a little bit by the quirk she had shown and by now wasn’t quite the deep burn it had once been.
“My favourite fucking jacket, you know…?” Instead it seeming like the clothes of the coquette had suffered far worse damage than the body of the beauty herself, while it still smarted like a bitch she grumbled now more because of the ragged state that her little leather number was in more than anything, and then pouted toward her partner playfully. After all, for a poor girl who seemed to be able to recover from almost anything with a few days of good eating, wasn’t the loss of a dear friend like a badass jacket far more of a major issue than burnt and broken flesh that would get better when given the chance…?

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