Cat and Mice (Nikki, Tenya, Lilith/VIGILANTE MINI EVENT)

give me time and give me space

Okay, so Lilith was still rather new at this. This whole 'vigilante' stuff. It felt new, yet at the same time also very exciting. She even dressed up for the occasion, having a neat vigilante outfit and a wig to hide her hair, plus a fancy masquerade mask. Sure, her face was absolutely gorgeous (in her mind, at least) and hiding it was a shame. Still, it was important for people to not see her and instantly recognize her as the wonderful, beautiful, and talented actress Lilith Utari. That would be a disaster. No, right here, right now, she was someone else. A new and mysterious vigilante called Myst.

Okay, so maybe it's not the most creative name ever, but hey, it's cute, fitting, and not complicated or edgy. Good enough, I say!

Anyway, what was 'Myst' doing here in some warehouse on a rainy day? Simply put, there was someone making a call for all vigilantes, or at least as many as the guy could gather. Luckily for Lilith, she caught wind of that call and decided sure, why the hell not? She wanted to make a name for herself, and this was as good of a time as any to do just that. Plus, if something went down, it would be handy if these vigilantes had a healer with them. And even if the vigilantes didn't need a healer, there was a chance that innocent civilians could get hurt. If she had the power to do so, then Lilith would not hesitate to use her quirk to help those in need.

So the short story was that apparently, some baddies called the Plutocracy were coming to try and cause a shitstorm. Things would understandably get messy. But hey, Lilith was done being the damsel in distress. She would save that for movie scenes. If someone wanted to try and mess with the white mage, then the white mage would not hesitate to fight back. She was more than prepared to combat whatever trouble came here. Okay, maybe fighting in real life is nothing like how it works on TV, but hey, at least I'm not helpless. Plus, she would not have to go all lone ranger. Lilith was more than fine kicking ass alongside other vigilantes.

Speaking of the other vigilantes, Lilith recognized one of them, having met her before. But did the lady recognize Lilith through her Myst disguise? Would she keep quiet if she did? God, there had better not be stripper jokes this time. It was a humorous thought, but the current situation was anything but. Still, getting to kick ass alongside a familiar face wasn't bad at all. On the contrary, Lilith looked forward to it.

But now Lilith was eyeing the baddies that approached. More specifically, the cat lady that seemed to lead them. Tch, I like cats. Giving em a bad name... Fortunately, Lilith would have no qualms with having to hurt a cat girl. But if the others wanted to have a go at cat girl first, Lilith would not mind at all. She would just sit back and watch for now, jumping in when the time was right.

WC 530

give me time and give me space

And now the action has begun! Cat lady seemed to be here to take this land. Whatever the reason for that, Lilith really didn't give a shit. But with cat lady seemingly foregoing any form of negotiation and going straight to attacking, it was clear that there was no way out of this without a fight. But hey, Lilith was not afraid of getting her hands dirty. She wouldn't be here otherwise. If these goons wanted to throw down, then Lilith was more than willing to fight back.

Of course, cat lady had her goons go after the others to make everyone fight someone. A different cat lady (who Lilith would decide to nickname cat goon to differentiate the goon from her boss) would make her way towards Lilith. Oh, you're approaching me? It was not too surprising, really. But what was surprising was how fast the goon moved. Oh shit! Before Lilith had time to activate her quirk, move, or do much of anything, this orange bitch was already on her, attacking with a swipe.

Making things worse, Lilith suddenly felt uneasy and disoriented. What the...? This feeling seemed to come right out of nowhere. How was cat goon doing that? Was it her quirk? Was it that weird eye she had? There really was no time to guess just how that disorientation was happening. All Lilith could do was try her best to deal with this as she tried to figure out how to take care of cat goon.

Closing her eyes, Lilith grit her teeth in pain as she felt the cat goon's claw hit her torso. Not wanting to give her opponent the satisfaction of hurting her, Lilith merely spoke in a monotone voice, acting like she was being sarcastic. "Ow, that hurt so much." But Lilith had to act quickly before cat goon decided to attack again. The last thing Lilith wanted was to find out that this bitch was just toying with her and holding back. That would really suck.

So keeping her eyes closed, Lilith calmed herself and began to concentrate as she activated her quirk. Immediately, pink clouds of mist were forming around her head as the waves emitted from her head began mixing with the air. The clouds began to get bigger, quickly encasing Lilith in a cocoon of mist. However, this was no ordinary mist. It began to compress and harden, forming a surprisingly durable barrier. If cat goon attacked again, she would learn that this mist would not be as easy to claw through.

At the same time, the innermost layer of mist touched the wound on Lilith's torso. It was slow, but the bleeding would slowly lessen as the wound began closing up. Lilith did not want to waste too much energy healing wounds, but she did not want to take too many risks either. The less injuries slowing her down, the better.

Still feeling uneasy, Lilith did not want to try to do too many things at once. For now, she was focusing on keeping up her concentration. Without that, her quirk would not be able to function. For the moment, cat goon would not need to worry about being attacked. Lilith's main priority was keeping her mist barrier up, as well as finishing healing herself. It was best to not try to do too much at once. Just focus on one thing at a time.

WC 569

give me time and give me space

Lilith continued to concentrate, keeping her eyes closed as she focused on controlling her mist. Keeping her eyes closed always helped with concentration. Sure, not keeping an eye on her opponent was probably not the wisest move, but she did have her compressed mist to act as a barrier. If it was not tough enough to completely block the cat goon's attacks, then at the very least, it would help soften the blows as Lilith focused on healing herself.

Wait a minute. I don't feel as shitty now. It was difficult to notice it right away with the pain from cat goon's attack from earlier, but Lilith did notice that the feelings of uneasiness and disorientation she had felt earlier were gone. But why was that? What caused that earlier sensation to begin with? Was that the work of the enemy's quirk? Did it have a sort of limit that prevented it from lasting very long? Or was the mere act of closing her eyes really what had caused that horrible feeling to stop? So many questions, so many theories. However, Lilith did not have an easy way to test just how the cat goon's quirk worked. Plus, she was reluctant to find out the hard way.

For now, I should try to play it safe. But if that cat's quirk does work like I think it might...

Speaking of the goon, just what was she up to now? Lilith did not want to open her eyes in case that discomforting feeling from earlier came back. Plus, she needed to keep on concentrating, and it was far easier for her to do that with her eyes closed. Still, it was good to try and figure out a way to fight back in case the cat goon tried anything sneaky. Lilith's mist was enveloped around her whole body, so she was not too worried about a sneak attack from behind. Still, it was best to actually try and plan something. If the cat goon was just holding back, and she could actually hit hard enough to cleave through the hardened mist, then Lilith would be in trouble.

"Are you trying to sneak behind me?" There was no way for Lilith to really tell that this was indeed the case. But with how obvious such a tactic would be, it would really not be too surprising to guess that it was a possibility. "I would hope not. That would be incredibly stupid of you. But I suppose it doesn't matter where you attack me from."

Lilith then stopped using her mist to heal herself. By now, the wound should be more than fine, or at least not nearly as serious. She did have an easier time multitasking if the number of things she did at once was kept to a minimum. For the ease of concentration, Lilith preferred to only do two things with her mist at a time. Earlier, that was healing and defending. But now, Lilith wished to defend and also attack. So from behind her, a long mass of mist began to form. The best way to describe the shape the mist took was a snake. Or perhaps a whip? Maybe a tendril?

Regardless of the precise name, Lilith would then form another one right in front of her. These two masses of mist would act as an additional pair of arms, reaching out to try and smack the cat goon should she try to get close. It was a shame that Lilith could only extend her mist up to about 7 meters. Still, this would hopefully prove to be enough.

I hope I can hit her and pin her down quickly. This mist won't last forever. I'll have to make some more pretty soon, and I'm already controlling a lot as it is. It would suck for the migraine to set in before I finish off this bitch. So all I need to do is just hold on and kick ass before I get that damn migraine.

WC 669

You Looking for someone to Rock Your World~?

Ooooof, that’s gotta hurt! A sickening crunch seeming to reverberate through Nikki as she wrenched the wrist of the woman around with maximum prejudice and left it broken beyond repair, even though she had expected the move to create such carnage upon her from the experience she had with cracking bones in the past it still sent an ill chill up her spine to hear, though was also rather satisfying in its own right as well. Such an act likely to leave the limb in total agony and incapable of being much use in a fight like this, the strength of the woman would be robbed from that arm for the duration of the fight from here on out due to a combination of hurt and the incapacity to coordinate her body to any degree that was worth a damn, and as such the steely siren felt she could keep this howling cat woman under control with just the one arm now if she needed to, and it seemed she was going to for one reason and maybe a couple of others as well.

The fuck is that?! The first of these factors that made Miss Nakajima glad to have an extra half-pair of hands the sudden brightness of a blast that seemed to have been sent her way from a distance, while the majority of her focus was kept on the feisty and increasingly ferocious female feline between her thighs, such an event did not escape the attention of a woman who was very used to fighting on multiple fronts by this point. A street rat who had been involved in gang warfare before she had even become anything close to a woman, after that she had made ends meet by taking on challenges in underground fighting pits, and those challenges were rarely ones that were all that fair to her. Though that seemed to be a running trend throughout her life, even up to this point.

“GAH! SHIT!” Not only having to contend with something potentially nasty hitting her while she was currently somewhat occupado but also the teeth of the tigress that she had trapped between her thighs, while the position they were in and the steely state of her body left Nikki somewhat protected from the frenzy of this fevered feline, that didn’t mean the gouging of those nasty Gnasher’s was particularly pleasant.
Bitch don’t know when to quit, huh? Lucky for her that the simple position of her body meant that the only part of the steely sirens anatomy available to be bitten was a pair of currently tightly clenched thighs that were as tough as almost any metal, without the reach to really clamp down on her ferric flesh all that the crazy cat lady would be able to do was gnaw at her metallic body with little success, but even then that was not the sort of thing that was all that comforting, even for a woman as hardy as this.

This should show her! Electing to take the two problems that she faced in that moment and bring them together in an act of killing a couple of cats with one cheeky little act, Miss Nakajima took advantage of her hold on the now broken wrist to use a hand she could use freely the whack at one of her enemies as little miss mouthful tried to bite at her, and bopped the girl between her legs hard on the nose for a second just to stun her before once again exploiting their position and her strength to her own advantage. Given only the matter of a moment to make her mind up but this metal minx always seeming to do her best work in a pinch, with nary a second to spare she flipped her hips and legs forward and clenched those abs real tight in one hell of a crunch, before pulling her hands away from her enemy and using them for leverage as she turned herself over completely.

Tiger Tina with the assist! The skull and shoulders of the steely siren now like a hinge that she could use to invert the position that she and her feisty feline foe had been in, with her enemy no doubt attacking her from behind her head in order to get a good shot at a girl on the ground the fact that she had now twisted the two over and put her enemy in the path of the attack would likely prove a game changer for the ebony enchantress, since now there was no way a blast that had been aimed at herwould hit Nikki without striking her agitated adversary first, and would mean that Phobos would bear the brunt of the resulting blast as well. Not only that but the simple switch also having the handy effect of sending her enemy’s head slamming into the hard, hard ground the moment before it hit as well, it seemed rather unlikely that this loco gato lady would have the chance to even expect what was coming given how stunned she would be let alone be prepared to defend herself from it. However, whatever happened this was not yet the end of the Iron maiden’s choice, but rather merely the beginning.

Everyone wants a piece of it, eh? Shaking her head once the blast of lightning had hit as she spied a second intruder into her fight and that only serving to piss her off all the more, as the second nosy little bitch opted to try and rush toward her Miss Nakajima clicked her tongue in annoyance, and decided to give the girl what she wanted, in a fashion. Their fight occurring far away from the others so that they hadn’t crossed over thus far, a good ten or fifteen meters apart, she hadn’t really expected there to be this tag team action but as she showed already she was more than capable of countering it. Completely releasing the choke she had on her enemy now that she had been bopped and slammed and blasted all to hell and was by now in no condition to fight back as a result of that and the broken arm she had been given earlier, with her hands still on the floor to provide her with a bit of stability the black bitch grunted and pulled her feet down as low as she could, and then thrust them right at the centre of mass of enemy with whom she had been so intimately entangled a moment ago to punt her toward the unfortunate soul that tried to pounce upon her and throw her off balance.

You can have what’s left of this one! Now Phobos like a cannonball that this crude combatant could use to batter the fool who dared to try to interrupt her fight, or at least the second shape who had done so, Nikki grimaced as she thrust the battered leader of the pack toward her comrade with maximum prejudice, but did not rest once she had done so. Conscious of the fact that such a measure would only deny the path of the woman she didn’t know was called CEO for only a few seconds if she was really determined, the dark dish showcased a move that would have served any idiot on the street as she spun her lower limbs around and twisted her way back to her feet with the spirit of a break-dancer, and all too quickly raised her dukes ready for combat for whomever was left, lacking a single intention to stop fighting until someone was lucky enough to knock her unconscious…

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