Post by Peypeypeypey on Jan 6, 2014 7:29:24 GMT
The bright lights hit Mindy McCready like a fist, rattling around in her skull until she finally adjusted to the sudden loss of darkness. She rose to her feet slowly, cautiously, analyzing her situation while she did. The building she was in was large, and unnervingly empty, with only herself and someone she could see at the far corner of the complex, standing directly opposite her. She looked down at herself, seeing that she was wearing her Hit-Girl outfit. She hadn't been in it before... Had she?
"Yo, asshole!" She screamed to the person on the other side of the building, apparently not catching his attention. "What the hell is going on?"
"What is it with you vigilantes?" A sudden voice made her jump. "Always such brutes." Her heart nearly beat out of her chest for a brief moment.
"Dammit!" She thought to herself. "You should be more alert than that!" She took in a deep breath, calming herself down, as she had so been trained to. She didn't know what was going on, but whoever was talking did.
Simultaneously, as she calmed down, Hit-Girl said, "What the hell do you want? Who are you?"
"I am Enigma!" The voice boomed confidently over what Hit-Girl had discovered to be an earpiece. "And isn't it obvious what you're here for?" Hit-Girl looked around for a minute, not seeing anything to indicate the why she was there.
Somewhat ashamed that she couldn't discover something so apparently basic, she answered "No..."
"In this corner, all the way from New York City, it's Hit-Girl!" The voice confidently rang over the earpiece, holding on the "i" in "it's" for much too long. "And in the other corner, hailing all the way from Gotham City, it's the boy wonder himself, Robin!"
"What th-" Hit-Girl began.
Enigma let out a bored sigh. "You said, and I quote, 'Robin wishes he was me,' didn't you?" Hit-Girl nodded. "Well, this is a test, to see just how much you lied."
"3!" His voice boomed. "2!" Hit-Girl could see the other person striking a defensive stance, getting ready to fight. She smirked, following suit. "1!"
"Fight!"
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Each has their standard equipment (Hitgirl doesn't have guns). Fight takes place in an empty warehouse. Anything else? Don't think so...
"Yo, asshole!" She screamed to the person on the other side of the building, apparently not catching his attention. "What the hell is going on?"
"What is it with you vigilantes?" A sudden voice made her jump. "Always such brutes." Her heart nearly beat out of her chest for a brief moment.
"Dammit!" She thought to herself. "You should be more alert than that!" She took in a deep breath, calming herself down, as she had so been trained to. She didn't know what was going on, but whoever was talking did.
Simultaneously, as she calmed down, Hit-Girl said, "What the hell do you want? Who are you?"
"I am Enigma!" The voice boomed confidently over what Hit-Girl had discovered to be an earpiece. "And isn't it obvious what you're here for?" Hit-Girl looked around for a minute, not seeing anything to indicate the why she was there.
Somewhat ashamed that she couldn't discover something so apparently basic, she answered "No..."
"In this corner, all the way from New York City, it's Hit-Girl!" The voice confidently rang over the earpiece, holding on the "i" in "it's" for much too long. "And in the other corner, hailing all the way from Gotham City, it's the boy wonder himself, Robin!"
"What th-" Hit-Girl began.
Enigma let out a bored sigh. "You said, and I quote, 'Robin wishes he was me,' didn't you?" Hit-Girl nodded. "Well, this is a test, to see just how much you lied."
"3!" His voice boomed. "2!" Hit-Girl could see the other person striking a defensive stance, getting ready to fight. She smirked, following suit. "1!"
"Fight!"
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Each has their standard equipment (Hitgirl doesn't have guns). Fight takes place in an empty warehouse. Anything else? Don't think so...
