Your safe isn't safe

[catwoman]

WHO: Catwoman and OPEN
WHERE: Vector Prime's temple
WHEN Nowish.
WHAT: Catwoman is stalking the halls of Vector's temple. And sneaking into places. You know typical Catwoman stuff.
WARNINGS: Probably horrible innuendo, but other than that? Doubtful.


Catwoman silently admitted to herself that she wasn't sure what she was doing. Sure, it seemed like a good idea at the time -- just sneak a ride on a big, green helicopter in order to get to another temple place so she can check it out. But she was never more glad to get her feet on the ground.

She'd make a mental note to thank Greeny at a later time.

Seriously though, she was almost in awe with just how big the buildings were. She supposed giant robots would need giant buildings. But it was hard for a girl to get place to place, even inside a building.

They needed teleporters or something. They were an advanced, robotic race right? Surely they could build teleporters.

That was her main thought as she sneaked through the temple in a skin-tight, purple cat-suit. She still wasn't exactly sure if she believed everything that was going on (bad sci-fi movie, right?), but she was going to find out one way or another.

And going, hopefully unnoticed, through all the temples seemed like a plan. But, she couldn't have anyone seeing her normally and asking questions. That'd be silly. So she'd just creep through the halls, in something like purple spandex, instead.

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[youdiedagain]

Catwoman wasn't the only one inspecting the temple. The only difference? This one was the one Sissel was ASSIGNED to. No hijacking helicopters for this guy. He's pretty nonchalant about it too, hands stuffed in his pockets as he roams the walls of the temple. You know, for a place that's pretty dark, the sunglasses didn't really seem too smart to wear.

Still, the man seemed to get around just fine. Oh the joys of Ghost vision...

He's blissfully unaware of anything sneaking through the temple for the moment, although...something tells him that he's not really alone...

[catwoman]

Well, Catwoman had starlite night-vision glasses in her cowl, though those were meant for the dark, unlike sunglasses.

She darted around the shadows. The temple was pretty quiet; it was creepy in a way. If she had Superman's super sonic hearing, she might have heard Sissel before she rounded a corner. But, alas, she did not, so she skidded to a stop as soon as she spotted the man.

One hand went instantly to pull her bull whip out of her glove.

"You should have stayed in bed, handsome."

As big as the temple was, she could probably lose him. But she really hadn't expected on getting spotted so quickly (then again, she usually planned for things ahead of time).

So the plan, which she dubbed 'make-up-as-I-go,' was to knock the guy out, see if there's a closet or giant potted plant, or something she could stuff him into and then continue on her marry way.

[youdiedagain]

He hadn't expected to run into anyone in the maze of the hallways either, so when Catwoman graces her presence upon him, he's...well, to be honest, surprised. His ghost vision shows no cores...one for that bull whip, but he doubted he could do anything with that. So instead? He'll put his hands up, taking a step back.

"Handsome? Quite the compliment coming from someone who pulled a weapon."

[raceme]

Blurr was sleeping. He could never catch much rest but today was one of those rare nights where nightmares didn't woke him up intermediately. The racer was in car mode, near to one of the temple's walls, not completely in the open but not hiding either. A flashing light blue sport cars was something hard to miss.

[catwoman]

Her first thought when she spotted the blue car was: Batman? But, no, it wasn't dark enough. Tall dark and grumpy usually made everything black. Her second thought, however, ended up being a cross between thinking how sexy it looked and wondering if that meant she was attracted to the Batmobile.

"Well, hello."

Anyway, it looked fast and she could get into that. Which she did. Or try to at least. She used her claws to attempt to pry open the door and slip inside the driver's seat (without scratching anything of course -- she would never ruin pretty things like that).

This was like Christmas and Santa had left a get-a-way car right where she needed one!

[raceme]

She got real talent for that sort of things, Blurr didn't really notice her opening the door until she was already inside. And even yet, it was a brief sensation, one that didn't really woke him up.

Lately he only manged to fall sleep when his body was brought to the point of exhaustion and it was harder to wake him up.

SO LATE BUT

[wreckandrotors]

Springer likes to take a morning flight. It gets the rust off the old swashplate. Plus, it's good to get a lay of the land. One day he's going to properly explore, but for now, he's just tooling around. snerk 'tooling'.

And Vector's place, with all the bridges and stuff, is just designed for swooping. He likes swooping.