Re: Roxbury Crossing - Spider/Bat/Cat/Hulk
[Alright, that wasn't at all terrifying. Much, but either way it worked.] Thanks, handsome. [The view from atop the ship wasn't actually very reassuring. From there, the number of aliens looked daunting, and the number of people being grabbed by the aliens? Even more daunting. There was no National Guard at the crossing, and the policemen were having trouble figuring out where to focus their bullets. The few cars in the distance were serving as shields for the men in uniform, and they weren't making much of a dent.
It made her mind go back to the altercation on the comms, and she wondered if they were any closer to taking down some of the ships in orbit. She hoped so, because she was starting to feel like they were flies buzzing around very big and immovable obstacles.
But there wasn't much times for introspection and, hey, she wasn't an introspective type of cat. She'd wanted on top of the ship for a reason, and she was there.
An easy flip landed her on the raised ramp to the boat, and she balanced on the edge before flipping down and inside. She lowered the thing, that ramp, and oops, that alien didn't need his spinal cord connected, did he? She took his lasso - an electric blue thing - and she decided it was almost as good as a whip. Two more aliens at the door went down and the prisoners - young men and boys - began running out.
Now to just keep them from getting smashed. And to get control of the ship. But the aliens? They had a very different idea. Their onboard weapons turned, creaking canons that hissed with blue energy, and pointed at the men and boys pouring into the street.
When they fired, it was like electricity, hiss and burn and charred flesh on the air, and she looked down on it from her safe spot, only a little crackle to the air around her.]