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youremmanence (youremmanence) wrote in no_good_deed,

Emma woke to a series of disturbances and a simultaneous outpoor of fear and emotions throughout the mansion. She was not alone in her room. Two men in paramilitary garb had automatic weapons trained on her. Something was interfering with her hearing, but should could read their surprise when they saw he was up. She was sleeping in a camisole and panties, and was diamond before they even had the triggers all the way back. She didn't love the diamond form, as it affected her real abilities as she saw them. She didn't really need to read their monds, they had fired on her in her bed, and would have done so as she slept if they could have.

It wasn't long before sound returned.She had already silently crushed the chest of one of the men, and heard the metal of the other man's gun snap it her grasp. She went flesh again. She could deal with one unarmed human. She got what she could from his mind before he connected a scared right hand to her ribs. These weren't people who expected to leave the building, and that was the most dangerous sort. She was not knew to the fight however, and she could function even while taking punches. Alan Doyle of Queens wouldn't be punching her anymore, however. He wouldn't even be trying to. Emma disconnected his voluntary motor functions, or at least any understanding of how they worked. He could sit and breathe and watch and hear, his body could relieve itself as it was already doing, but he wouldn't be walking, or talking coherently, or using his hands other than reflexively.

Emma pushed the door closed and moved quickly to cover. They had a psi of some sort... precog on the floor. She had tried to warn the two men, but she wasn't all that concerned about them, really. Emma felt the surprise in the woman when it came to her what would be happening. The first hing Emma did was remove that knowledge. The second was to put a disconnect in between what she saw and what she said. The woman would miscommunicate everything she saw. She was no longer an eaaset for the wrong team.