((Ta-da! Intro thread! <3 Limit 2, please. I'd like to keep it relatively fast paced.))

The club was hopping tonight. Lori had never been to this location and so she had the usual scuffle with the bouncer when she showed her ID. She always passed their tests, no matter the zany questions they tossed her way. Though typically all her conversations went the same as they had tonight.

"This ID ain't real, go home, princess."
"Tell my why it's not real. An in-state license with me in the picture. 8-13-83. That's my birthday. I'm 25, Big Boy. Let me in so I can bum some free drinks off of some poor unsuspecting saps."
"Oh really... Lori? If that is your name." He checked the ID's picture against her face and checked it again against the light. Considering it was completely legit license and she really was 25, you'd think that she'd have an easier time. Looking young was such an inconvenience some times.

"Ask me anything." She consented to the game with a sigh and a flourish of her hands. THe people in line behind her pushed foreward, impatient at having to wait.
"Sign?" The bulky muscle head began with the most obvious.
"Leo." She fired back without hesitation.
"Birthstone?"
"Peridot." The bouncer looked at her as if she'd sprouted a second head.
"You know, the pukey green one?" She cut him off before he had the chance to do more than open his mouth, "No I didn't just make that up! You should know the answers to the questions you're asking!" She snatched the license out the man's hand and pushed her way forward with the crowd. The man hesitated between the rest of the line and what he thought to be a minor entering the premesis. She slipped him a well folded fiver, too cheap to go for more and leaned in close. "I won't make a fuss and you won't lose your job, promise."

She held his big dumb brown eyes with her own fierce baby blues. Luckily the trick worked and he never checked the face on the bill before he grudgingly stamped her hand with a large black OK that marked her drinking age legal. She blew him a kiss and stalked inside with the confident swank that only 3 inch heels could have formed.

All entry worries aside, Lori scanned the place with a calloused eye. It was nice. Good sound, crazy a** DJ and a crowded and energetic floor. Great speakers too. Lori grinned and took a seat at the bar. Before the bartender could object she flipped him the bird, showing him her OK stamp in the process.

"Cosmo." She ordered causally when he wisely bit back whatever he'd been about to say. The bar looked large and busy enough that it could be a while before her drink was mixed. Lori turned, leaning her elbows against the solid wood and scanned the crowd as she waited for her beverage.

It was going to be a good night. She just had that electric tingly feeling running along her spine and it wasn't from her mutation. It was the thrill of the hunt. Her first objective was to track down that miserable slob that hadn't left her a tip at her waitressing job. She'd only just recently gotten off duty, but her plans had been forming ever since he sat down that evening. She'd over heard his post-dinner plans -it was hard not to- and she'd thought that she might return the favor by perhaps mugging her tip out of him. He'd flashed around enough cash at the dimly lit restaurant to attract a few lady friends to accompany him to this locale. She could use that kind of petty cash.

If she couldn't find the opportunity to knock off the bozo she may just have to start looking for a sap to buy her things and take her home. She wouldn't ever, ever "put out" though. She had her taste in men and they weren't the ones stupid enough to take her home. That was the beauty of being a mutant: it made Lori, a 5 foot 3 little girl, into a wolf among sheep. She'd practiced and found the perfect jolt needed to make a man nap... or comatose- she'd never actually stuck around long enough to find out which. She just had to get in close enough for the kill so to speak. No one had admitted to being mugged by such an innocent looking little girl yet and so her crime spree continued.

Geo was sick of the same old same old, he wanted to do something that he hadn't done for a while. Well since he became a mutant anyways and that was crash a bar. Geo dressed in a pair of faded blue jeans a tight black muscle shirt that showed of his muscular body and his good leather jacket, as apposed to the worn one he wore around the sanctuary. He styled his hair the way he liked it and went to the garage and hopped onto his motorcycle.

Not much later he pulled up outside of a club, he had heard it was a good joint from a few of his of age mutie friends and decided to check it out. There was one thing Geo knew about being under age and getting into clubs, and that was that the front door was a no no. He walked into the alley behind the bar until he saw the emergency entrance door. He tried the door knob and sure enough it was locked. He transformed his hand into it's rock form and crushed the nob. He returned his hand to it's normal state as he walked through the back door. There was a dark hallway with a bathroom on either side and at the end a door where music seemed to be coming from. He walked through the door and straight into the party, the door let out on the edge of the dance floor.

Geo instantly noticed a large red man at the club, apparently Abyss had heard the same rumors. But Geo decided that direct confrontation was unnecicary so he stood up against the wall looking around the room. Geo saw many women groups in three and fours, traps. He scanned the room until he saw a pretty blonde girl by the bar waiting for a drink, Geo walked up to the bar next to her and spoke to the bartender, "Peppermint Schnopps, straight up." He then turned to the girl and gave her one of his famous charming smiles, "Hi, i don't believe i've had the pleasure of meeting a woman as beautiful as yourself. I'm Geo."

"Peppermint Schnopps, straight up." Lori heard a boy at the bar next to her order and she only vaguely attempted to keep revulsion off of her face. To Lori, peppermint belonged in toothpaste and toothpaste alone. He turned to as he waited for his drink and smiled, "Hi, i don't believe i've had the pleasure of meeting a woman as beautiful as yourself. I'm Geo."

Exactly what she needed. An ankle biter to bother her while she attempted to find her mark. And yet... he could be useful to her later. There was no need to rebuff the youth. He could be another meal ticket in the very least. She tried to look charmed, "Emily." She replied. It was her favorite fake name and therefore the most fluid of her lies.

Thankfully Lori felt the tell tale tap against her elbow and she turned with cash in hand for the bar tender. She turned away from the boy, Geo, and pressed her knees into the bar stool and leaned across the bar for a personal chat. It was a motion that stretched out the line of her body and made her skirt hike to dangerous heights, in short, something that should keep Geo on the line while she had her little heart to heart. "I'm worried for a friend!" Lori tried not to shout over the music so not many people would hear. She let the bartender know that he could keep the change and he glanced at the bill in his hand and then stalled, cleaning a glass. Seemed like he'd hear her out. "She came in with a guy who I think is a regular. Short, balding, loud, wears a navy suit from last century... Bad tipper!"

The bar tender began to fix a drink, hard liquor by the looks of it. She was beginning to regret slipping him the cash, but he slid the glass next to Lori's cosmopolitan. The barkeep took the opportunity of their proximity to mention the booth number of her requested patron and to mention that this drink, scotch on the rocks, was his favorite.

Lori's lips curled up much like the Grinch on a thieving spree early Christmas morning.
"Don't do anything stupid." He cautioned.
"How do I look?" Lori sipped her drink before taking the scotch into her free hand.
"Like jail-bait."
Her laughter echoed in time with the music as she slid from her perch on the bar stool. She schooled her features into that of apology when she turned back to Geo. "I have to go save my friend from some slimeball." She rolled her eyes to accent her glib lie. She was keeping with her bar tender story just in case he'd listened in. "will you still be here when I get back?"

Geo's eye brows shot up as the girl leaned over the bar to talk the bartender and the girls skirt went to places it normally shouldn't in public, but looked away before he could be found out. Geo looked over the girl who was apparently named Emily as she asked if he'd be here when she got back. Geo simply smiled and said, "For you, sure." He then reached over and got his drink that the bartender had placed on the bar and set down a few bills next to it. He took a swig as the girl walked away and saw the big red machine walking his way with a female mutant and seemed to be quite please with himself.

Geo laughed and nodded when Abyss caught eye contact and raised his drink a bit as sort of a 'good luck'. Geo liked his new family with the order, seemed right. He then realized he had ost track of where the pretty blonde went off to so he turned his back to the dance floor and leaned up against the bar.

First thing was first, Lori felt out for overhead cameras and made them overload. Overloads were easy, it was not destroying things that was hard. The sparks fluttered harmlessly over the writhing masses. They neither noticed nor cared.

Lori had to skitter to catch the next stage of her plan as inevitably the man's companion exited the curtained booth. Spilling her cosmo on the girl was only partly an act, but it was enough to send the tramp away in a huff. Hopefully she valued her little black dress enough to save it and that would give Lori enough time to take care of business. She unbuttoned the top most button of her blouse, took a small sip of his scotch and went in.

"Order's up." Lori made a show of leaning across the table to set down a napkin and then the drink he'd never ordered. She wasn't typically a slut, but she knew this angle would get her where she needed to go the fastest. She just had to use her assets in a calculating manor to reach her full potential.
"I didn't order this."
"Oh no! Do you like scotch? There must be some mix up." Lori slid into the booth and knocked the last bit of curtain from its hook so that the drapes slithered completely shut. "Please take it, my boss is gonna kill me if I mess up again. I'll do anything. Just don't tell him I was drinking tonight, please?" She breathed her fresh scotchy breath into his face and made a point of slurring slightly and wobbling in a tipsy manner.

Thick fingers surrounded the slick glass and he sipped. "Anything... hmm?" She had to keep herself from cracking, he took the bait: hook, line and sinker.
"Anything." She breathed in what she hoped sounded like desperation as she slid into sudden proximity. "Don't tell my boss. I'll be in so much trouble." It didn't have to make sense when you sounded drunk and desperate.

The man slid his hand across her cheek and into her hair.
"I can keep you out of trouble, sweety. Only, I need something in return." He kissed her softly at first and then when he wasn't rebuffed he kissed again, this time with entirely too much tongue. Lori hesitantly slid her hands around the man's head. She tasted the electricity as it leaked through the wet matter of his brain and out through his mouth and onto her lips. She hated to squander even a drop on a jerk like this. Kissing meant she could recycle what hadn't been used to fry his brain.

His head lolled suddenly relaxed and unconscious, he slumped forward. "Cute," she commented as a dribble of drool first pooled at the corner of his lips and then started leaking from his mouth. She made quick work of his pockets: a wallet, a cell phone, some keys. Lori slipped the cash out without opening the leather and something cold and metallic slipped out with it.

A wedding band.

"O-ho, mister! You are a dog!" Lori took the time to slip the ring onto his pudgy finger and lay his cellphone set to dial "My Wife" in his other hand. The keys and wallet, she stuffed back into his pants... which on second thought she slipped off of his body and tossed into the rafters above where he napped. Lori stashed the cash into her bra, re-buttoned the top button of her blouse and slipped out of the booth and onto the dance floor. The whole ordeal probably took less than five minutes and left her heart pounding wildly.

It was the best tip she'd ever earned. She wanted to celebrate with a quick victory dance, but she hated to leave her other prey waiting too long. He might wander off and get gobbled up by someone else. Lori winked at the bar tender and found herself walking back toward the bar with a decidedly predatory smile. She needed something to get the scum taste out of her mouth. Little did she know that the pants in the rafters were partially visible from the bar. So much for no witnesses.

"I took care of it." Lori shrugged as her only explaination and slipped back to her place next to the boy, "Geo, right? Do you dance?" She didn't exactly wait for an answer, but grabbed his wrist and pulled him toward the floor and into the crowd. Though they were also two mutants dancing, it was nothing close to the spectacle of the multi-colored couple of Abyss and his new friend. First of all, Lori was no where near as flexible. For all her coordination and force she didn't dance as closely or fluidly as most. She typically didn't get to the dancing stage at bars, just the snagging of poor saps and their money so this was a rather new experience.

But today was special. She'd liberated a few bills worthy enough of celebration. So she at least tried to let go of her inhibitions at least a little.

Geo looked over at Emily as she sat down next to him, "Hey..." He managed to get out before she asked him if he could dance and dragged him out onto the dance floor. Geo was a star quarter back, most popular guy in school and ladies man extrodinair, of course he could dance. He willingly followed after the hot blonde until they got to the dance floor. Loud techno rock music came out the large tower speakers on either side of the dance floor, cliche club music.

Geo took the hand that Emily was using to pull him with and turned her to face him. He placed his right hand on her left hip and started dancing to the music. Out of the corner of his eye he could see Abyss moving across the dance floor then to the hall way then back to the girl he had been dancing with earlier. Geo normally would have wondered what he was up to but A) Geo was taking a break today and B) He had a gorgeous blonde dancing with him. Geo's eyes were fixated on the girls, he was working his charm.

"Emily" danced with Geo, he was probably better than her, though she mostly moved in a curious way. She let her natural magnetism shine and moved her metal bracelets through the field with large motions. Her strength forced the ferromagnetic materials through the magnetic field and generated the current she needed to maintain her energy. Sure, it probably looked funny, but she didn't care. She just hoped he wouldn't notice that she was naturally attractive in a strictly magnetic way.

As they danced, Lori became aware of her tactical error. She'd grabbed this guy for a little fun, but hadn't planned far enough ahead on how she might lure him away. She wasn't planning for two muggings in one night, though the dancing had more than restored her charge. The poor kid probably didn't even have enough to bother. She wobbled in her heels feigning tiredness after a few songs. She probably shouldn't stick around too long anyway. Someone was bound to...

"You whore!"
Lori put her palm calmly against her forehead and stopped dead in her tracks. Tactical error indeed. She didn't have to turn around to guess who was screeching over the music. People instinctively stepped aside, curious to see if this would turn into a cat fight. Her hand slid down across her face as she ran though her options to try to salvage the situation. It seemed there was nothing she could say or do to keep Geo out of it.

"What did you do to him? Drugs? Rape? Where are his ****ing pants?"
Lori looked pleadingly through her fingers at Geo for some kind of help. After all, what good was an alibi if he didn't save her from herself?

Geo continued to dance with Emily until he heard a high pitched screech come over the music. Geo's eyes instantly shot to Abyss, knowing him Geo had expected him to be half way over by now but no he was having a good time with the multicolored mutant. This gave Geo a chance to step up. Geo stepped betweent the banchi woman and Emily, "Look lady I dunno what nut house just discharged you but she's been with me all night." Geo followed it up with a stern dark look, something which he had mastered after recieving it multiplt times from Syn.

But that didn't stop the womans ranting and raving so Geo thought a little intimidation was in order. He shot a glance over to Abyss incase he was to interfer, Geo's little way of saying 'i got this'. Let his jacket slide off his shoulders and hit the ground exposing his muscular arms. He puched them together and they grew five times in size and were made of stone. One of his massive arms pointed to the man the banchi had been refering too. "Now look either you go and gather up your sorry excuse for a date and get out of here our you'll be in a world of hurt." Geo finished and let his arms drop down to his side.

The woman thought for a moment about protesting then must have come to her sense's and turned back to the booth from which she had came.

Lori followed Geo's gaze shrewdly, attempting to make the connection of where the youth was looking. Couldn't be the multicolored couple, could it? Mommy and Daddy? Lori stepped back and watched as Geo showed off. She arched her brow, definitely interested in the display, but she knew her window for escape would be narrow. She didn't stick around to see as the woman began to back off.

All loose ends were tucked neatly away for Miss Lori and she had no reason to stick around if an actual fight broke out. She slipped quickly out of sight and swatted at the bubbles as she dodged through the crowd. At first the people made way for her, but as soon as she broke through the onlookers she only had to dart through dancing couples and then on to freedom!

The meathead from the door, or his clone, stepped in front of Lori just as she'd thought she'd reached a Fire exit. She had to skid to a halt so fast, she nearly lost her footing in her heels.

"Thought you wasn't making trouble, princess?"
Sh*t. He remembered her. That'd make it that much worse for her if/when this was reported to the police. Unless... god, she hated doing this in public.

The metallic fire escape door bowed suddenly, squealing loudly and harshly over the music. Anyone unaware that there was a mutant situation, probably knew there was one now. The door jerked suddenly repelled by the strong magnetic field growing quickly behind it. A hinge popped off, hitting the bouncer in the shoulder. He turned, annoyed at the small sting he'd received from the metallic object and gawked at the door.

As soon as she found that magical opposite, calibrating her field to best repel the now magnetized door, the last hinge wasn't enough to keep the solid metal mass from coming down at a surprisingly fast rate to crush the bouncer. Dead men couldn't repeat driver's license names to the police.

She took a step onto the door and realized she wouldn't go too far as she was. So she slipped her heels off, one into each hand before running.

Geo watched as the blonde ran out the door, "Emily!" He took a step to chace after her but he was already being surrounded by bouncers, he heard Abyss get into the circle of bouncers behind him. "So much for a day off huh Big Red?" He positioned himself so that he had three bouncers in his site. "I don't know whats going on man, just a random hottie." There was a slight pop and sizzle and Geo looked down at his rock arm, two small needles from a tazer gun was sticking out, he chuckled and ripped them out tossing them to the ground.

"Nice try but you meat sacks are gunna have to do better then that," With one of his massive hands Geo picked up a circular table at the edge of the dance floor and threw it like a frisbe to the Bouncer that had just shot him. The table leveled the bouncer with minimal effort and then rolled into the crowd. Geo then ran for the guard all the way to his left and grabbed him by the arm and spun him like a bat to hit the other. They both flew into the crowd.

Geo stopped and looked around the crowd was silent but the music continued to play in the background Geo looked around the room, some of the crowd was mutant, the rest human. Geo looked around, "What are you looking at, never seen a supperior being before. Abyss i'm gunna see if i can catch blonde." His arms shrunk to their normal size and he booked towards where he had seen Emily run. The door lay mangled and on the ground, Geo wondered if that ment something but he didn't have time for it, he turned the corner and ran down the hall way and into the back alley where he had entered. He saw her run around a corner, "Hey! Wait up!"

Lori was fast. This was one of the many reasons why she pushed herself so hard at the gym every day... you never know when you're going to need to out run someone. She darted around the edge of the building and was confronted by a big red wall of flesh. Lori's eyes bugged and she skittered back several paces just out of reach and threw her shoes at the clones that were piling out of the China Buffet. Great. Daddy had brothers. She'd liked those shoes too.

It took her milliseconds to formulate and to start enacting her plan. A magnetic field was already brewing above the red brothers' heads. She knew she didn't have time to properly think ahead so this first idea was her only chance. She hadn't done anything this dangerous since high school. "Hey! Wait up!" Well, it was as good a cue as any.

She breathed out and two things happened simultaneously. She took off running, fast and hard straight at the closest clone. A loud whale-like moan erupted from the closest street lamp as it bent toward the group, equally fast. At the last second just when it seemed Lori would impact against the great red man, she threw herself toward the wall of the buffet parkour style, feet first. Sparks were flying from the severed wires of the twisted light pole. She rebounded off of the wall and used her hands against the closest clone's shoulder to redirect her momentum and vault feet first toward the next clone's face. From there she would quickly push off the clone's face with all her might and leap straight up into the air to hopefully to catch the magnetic field with her ferromagnetic bracelets.

There were several things that could go wrong with this plan, but there were always unforeseen variables. If everything went flawlessly, some of the clones would be distracted by the lamp post that had the potential to crush a normal human. She doubted it's effectiveness against such a large man let alone a group of large red men, but all she needed was enough time to bounce around and go up. If she could get a hold of the magnetic field above the group, it would be like scrambling up onto an invisible ledge before swinging herself onto the roof of the buffet. She'd have to play the rest by ear, but if she could get the distance, she felt a bit more confident about getting away.

Geo rounded the corner, and it was absolute mayhem. The red squad were all in the alley except one from the roof and the blonde beauty seemed to be floating up by her braclets. "That explains the door." Geo said to himself as he came to a stop twenty feet from the group. He took the glove off his right hand and touched the ground, there was a slight shake before Geo gained control. He knew the clones could get her but he was doing every thing he could to prove himself as a useful mutant.

He released his energy into the ground and a rock pillar shot up under his feet shooting him through the air towards Emily. He planned on grabbing a hold of her and falling into the group of clones. He wasn't quite sure what the point was of them going after this girl but he supposed some answers would be appriciated. He flew through the air making a grab for Emily's waste.

She'd tictac-ed her way off of the walls of flesh, after all the men were as good as concrete, and successfully grabbed hold of the magnetic field above their reach when one of the red brothers got a leg up. He scrambled onto the slick, tiled roof of the buffet and turned to offer Lori his hand.

"If we could simply speak for a moment, I think we can help."

He was surprisingly eloquent for a behemoth, but she wasn't taking the bait. One of the reds had made mince meat out of the lamp post. She knew she was small enough to practically fit in that hand and then get the living daylights squished out of her. F*** that.

Lori's muscles strained against the strength of the field as she began to pull herself up from a dead hanging position except that wonder-boy Geo seemed to have other plans. When he launched himself toward her she had two options: Geo would catch her and then- what? they would plummet to the ground like a sack of ... well, rocks? No matter what her other option was, clearly it was the best and so she took it.

Lori released the magnetic field and she dropped back toward the clones. It was much less eloquent this time. Red and peach arms and legs everywhere, but she had the element of surprise and she kept her wits about her. That meant that in the end, Lori was able to push off of an arm and dive out of the mass of red, taking a tumble onto the sidewalk. That also meant that mister Geo had just missed grabbing her waist and he was sailing not in her direction anymore.

Lori scrambled to her feet. There were too many factors now, no way to plan... just react. She had no idea why they didn't just let her run, she hadn't done anything really to any of them -- it was like they really wanted a fight. She edged backward and barefoot toward the live wires, not realizing her good fortune until one connected with her leg. She jerked involuntarily at the sudden surge of power and then began forcibly leeching it from the wires. She quickly pulled much more than the recommended power to flow from the city grid and into her stores. She grinned wickedly. Maybe now she had a chance.

She looked around fast, her hair swinging into her face. She felt the metal structures around them clearly, but she wasn't interested in the buildings. She was interested in the cars. Jerkily, a faded red compact jumped from the street and launched itself at the group of large red lummoxes. Not enough. There was a dairy truck rumbling by. It was a large refrigerated tanker. Cold, metal, and big. Perfect.

It squealed, tipping suddenly toward the wrong side of the street. Oncoming cars honked and recklessly sped by before the dairy truck fully tipped and then continued to roll. She couldn't afford the energy needed to launch it at the group as she had the car, but she sure as hell could still make an impact. Reluctantly, Lori dove to the side out of the way of fast, rolling tankard of milk. It was stay and get squished with her own weapon or stay and juice off of the city grid. As much fun as it had been with the power boost, now was the time to run. Hopefully the milk truck was enough to distract them for a quick get away.

Touched back down on the ground only in time to see a Audi flying towards them. Geo ducked down as the clone got rid of it. Emily wass still on the move, damn this girl knew what she was doin', Geo hasn't had this much fun with a blonde since...well...thats a story for another time. One of the clones seemed pissed and headed towards Emily, then another spoke to him with a warning. Geo nodded and touched his hand down on the ground.

Two walls erupted from the ground on either side of the alley, this girl seemed to use some kind of electric powers so Geo was the best shot. He then ran forward towards the girl past the angry clone. Geo then dived at the girl in his old football style fashion and spun so that he was the one that hit the ground. He then made a cage like rock dome erupt from the ground trapping Emily and himself. "Look we just have some questions and trust me you don't want them on your bad side."

She was fully charged from the quick city grid leech, but stunts like throwing cars didn't come easy. Lori ran without even bothering to look back, if she was going to get out of the blasted alley way befo-- walls of earth shot up sealing the mouth of the exit and Lori cursed, a sound that was cut off by a true to form, honest to god football tackle. What the-? Was her self-earned tip worth all this trouble? This Geo kid was quick, but at least he took the brunt of the fall. She already had a few raspberries from her earlier dives.

A guttural, "ouugh," was just about all she could get out as the wind had thoroughly been knocked from her lungs. She tried to push herself up and off of Geo, but bumped her head on another of his earthy tricks, a cage-like rock structure. She cursed again and rubbed her noggin where she'd knocked it against the rock. "Is this anyway to treat a lady?" She grumbled, her next plot already formulating. Somewhere in the back of her mind she was vaguely aware of twisting and screeching metal and a gushing sound as Geo tried to explain. "Look we just have some questions and trust me you don't want them on your bad side."

"Bull-honky on the questions and I like to think I can handle myself." She slid her hands on either side of Geo's face as she spoke and delivered the shock of a life time from her fingers. She hadn't even tried to fry up Mr. No Tip that badly, but she was getting tired of trying to get away and failing all because this gravel-for-brains earth boy kept getting in her way. If that shock didn't make him at least release the rock cage, she debated going for the eyes. Though, sometimes people took that personally. It wasn't personal, she just wanted to leave!

Her schemes were all for naught as Lori inhaled sharply as the sensation of very cold and very wet rushed quickly up her bare legs. Her mind ran through the sums. Refrigerated milk tanker + angry red man + walls of earth = pool of cold milk. Pool of conductive material + Lori = indiscriminate electric discharge.

She didn't even have time to curse this time.

It was like a large Jenga tower and some moron had pulled out the wrong piece. Her charge was crumbling down and internally Lori was scrambling to hold onto the slippery falling pieces. Electricity arched across her eyes, linked across the space between her fingers, the gap between her arms and torso, the small space between her torso and Geo's, anything close enough or conductive enough for the electricity to jump between - it did.

The spikey barbs of power jagged between her teeth that were only visible now as she wordlessly screamed. The electric shock didn't hurt her, it was the fact that she couldn't stop it. She couldn't keep it from seeping out of her as much as she could keep water from dripping out from between her fingers. The current surged along the conductive fluid seeking new targets. Well, now everyone in the alleyway was standing in a highly charged pool of spilt milk. If anything, now was the time to cry.