(OOC: Only to be started by Iara)

Srta Verde snaked its way through the streets of downtown New York at high speeds with Iara on its back. Her black leather gloved hands gripped the handles as she slipped between yellow taxis and random cars. Her body and the bike seemed to be as one as her powers allowed her body to contort and bend body with every curve and turn as she weaved through traffic.

She smirked under the black and green helmet as she approached her destination. It was a little shop that supposedly sold the best cuban sandwiches in the city. Her mother used to serve them in her restaurant and the thought of having one once more was a temptation Iara could not fight.

She pulled into a spot to the left of the store and slipped off the helmet, her hair fell gracefully into place with a shock of red over one eye. The store looked a bit deserted but she guessed it was probably because of the fact that she was way off from the lunch rush. As she dismounted her black stilletos clicked on the pavement.

She placed her hands on her hips, bare due to the low cut of her pants. Despite the fact that it was spring, New York was still cold to her so, she wore a short black puff jacket with faux fur around the hood.

Picking up her helmet, she turned and pulled the keys from the ignition and did her usual ritual of blowing a kiss at the bike one last time but something caught her eye.

About 100 feet down the sidewalk a teen aged girl was yelling for help. She looked to be struggling with a couple grown men who where holding her arms. The girl looked somewhat punkish by the way she was dressed. Even her hair looked like something one of those goth kids might have. It was black with read streaks through it. The girl wore a black shirt with a skull pictured on the front, and black fitted pants. She tried pulling away form the men. She tried kicking at them to make them let her go, but they hung on to her and were pulling her between a couple buildings.

The girl looked all around for people close by but the closest one was another girl. “Help me! Please do something! I don’t wanna get hurt!”

“Help me! Please do something! I don’t wanna get hurt!”

Iara immediately ran up to the girl, not even taking the time to put down her helmet. She kicked across the back of one of the men's neck before falling back into her ginga ready to fight. The swaying of her body was like that of a snake.

"LET HER GO!"

OOC: ( I'm making this quick to move the plot along Iara so I'm sorry if you had intended for an extended fight scene like the others)

As she was hoping someone came to her aid, and the new girl did it with an impressive entrance. The man that was kicked in his neck stumbled forward but it made him let go of the girl's arm. Using her free hand the struggling girl pried the the hands of the second man off her other arm. She quickly ran around behind this new arrival who seemed to know how to handle herself.

"Thank you so much," she stated in a breath of relief. Just as the two men gathered themselves and faced the girls. I know what they want so I'm glad you showed up. The men began to approach cautiously but in aggressive postures. The now free girl watched the other girl move in an odd manner. Almost like her bones were made or some rubbery material. She had to be a mutant and if she wasn't well...she'll be a good test subject anyways.

While the men and the other girl had each others attention Syn began releasing her pheromones to calm the other girl. Syn then pulled out a tazer from her back pocket and stucking to the back of the girls neck and pushed the button. The crackle of the voltage was loud in the little alley but it did it's job and the girl dropped to the ground.

"I know what these men want. They want you." Stepping back Syn noded to the men and watched them pick up the girl and carry her to a waiting van around the back side of the alley. "Take her and put her in one of the cells at King Pharmeceuticals"