Re: Upper West Side: West 81st.
[Selina laughs. As much as she hates the disgusting things chasing them, she's an adrenaline junkie. She's at her best when there's everything to lose; she always has been. She sends her whip hissing at the feet of the man pursuing them. He's calling for backup, though and, even as he falls, she knows inside is the best option. He's already getting to his feet, and that trip didn't buy them much time. But she hates inside. Inside always makes her feel trapped. Up, that's the way Selina would go. Whip to the corner of that building, the spiked ends catching the ridge easily, then up, like a catapult. But up isn't an option right now, not with Pepper.]
Running. Running is good. [Grin.] Getting to know each other? Also an option. [And maybe she's taking this woman's measure, even in the midst of chaos. This Pepper, who likes her about as much as the last one did.
But that backup? It's behind them, weapons pointed and leering faces.]