Fallen Rose

Scandal Night - Part 2

Katsumi pulled herself behind the wall as she heard footsteps coming closer. She panicked a bit; she wasn't prepared for a fight, and this woman had such an advantage here- Telephones were scattered all over the room! Maybe if she could lure her outside of the room...

"YOU!"

Her breath halted as the woman grabbed her shoulder, a strong grip as her fingernails dug into her. She yanked her back, throwing her into the room as she crashed into several telephones. The woman reached for a long telephone cord, looking down at her with fury.

"How the hell did you escape that?! UGH! If you had just stayed put, this would be so much easier! UGH!" The woman ambled closer to her as Katsumi scuttled, slowly bringing herself back up. The women picked up speed and lunged at her as Katsumi frantically tried to push her off. She stretched the cord out far, attempting to stunt the tall ginger.

"No! No No! I'm not letting you get away that easy this time! GHRG-" She gagged as Katsumi grabbed her by the neck in a last minute attempt. The woman in red dropped the cord, smacking her hard across the cheek. Katsumi growled, slamming her off with her strength. The woman stumbled back, yet was clearly persistent in her goals.

"Oh, now you're putting up some kind of fight, huh? UGH! Why can't you be more submissive? I know your pretty little friend is. I was already two down!" She rolled her eyes, yanking back the cord as Katsumi picked herself up. The red-clad lady eyed her movements with snark as she tried to maneuver around the phones. Sparks scattered about her, electrocuting her briefly while the enemy got shifted back ever so slightly.

"You realize by now I know your ability only holds so much weight, right?" Katsumi scoffed continued to avoid the small obstacles that surround her. "Especially with you in front of me? It's not like your gonna kill yourself to get us."

"Maybe not..." She grinned, looking down at the wriggling man, "But I still have a hostage!" She ducked down, tugging Michael back as she held a phone up to him. The electricity in the air began to pick up swiftly, Michael kicking around nervous. Katsumi now kicked her obstacles aside, charging at her with full force, a hot pink and calm orange creature beginning to manifest nearby. Michael had kicked at her to no avail until Katsumi was able to nail her down, knocking her away from Michael. She gripped the phone tight, the abnormally long cord in her other hand.

"UGH, you slag! Get the hell off me! Don't you know better?" She reached out the phone to her, only for it be knocked out of her hands. She shrugged with delight, using her raised hand to sling the cord around Katsumi's back. She caught on, slipping out of her grasp, only to be pulled back by the woman. She had shown evident strength, which Katsumi knew she could eventually overcome, but when? She dare not bring out her own ability at such a time.

She beat at her for the time being as Michael gazed onward. He squirmed, trying to free himself and help Katsumi. It was still all stressful... this woman could still catch him, but at the same time, she was so wrapped up with Katsumi. He still struggled to get out of the cords that bounded him, pondering on how to overcome his situation. He thought about the woman's abilities, and then it clicked. How could he not of thought of this before?!

Vuuuum... Vuuuum..

The woman was persistent in trying to tie Katsumi up, but stopped as she heard this noise. Michael froze as she darted her head around, perplexed. Katsumi had picked herself up slightly, ready to pounce at a moment's notice. She got on her knees, allowing Katsumi to scoot back, fist clenched.

Ring! Ring!

She looked up to see that her hat was ringing, to her astonishment. She reached up to answer it in a daze. Hesitantly, she spoke into the receiver.