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Emma smirked as Agnes deflected her throws and pushed her back. This was quite fun and invigorating, much like the plans Emma had in store for Agnes later on. She liked the sparring that was going on and Agnes was proving to be an admirable opponent.

Emma toddled back suddenly as the kick narrowly missed her. Emma then had to bring her forearms up close to her face to try to deflect the elbows Agnes was giving her. The first elbow caught Emma's face across her jawline and cheek and deflected the second with her forearm. Emma slowly noticed the irony taste of blood washing through her mouth and then the sharp smack to her rear as Agnes came around from behind her.

She looked over her shoulder as she walked away from Emma obviously very proud of herself. Emma spat some of the blood out of her mouth onto the mat and then gave Agnes a mischievous look. Emma then told Agnes in a playfully stern voice, "Oh, you are so gonna get it later."

Emma then quickly closed the gap with a couple leaps and went for a few quick short blows to Agnes's body and face.

Emma smiled and told Zoe, "It's a really fun game to play. I've played it a few times with Mom, but I haven't ever really had friends to get together and play with. We moved around too much for that to really happen. Though to be honest, I'm glad we've stopped moving and finally settled here. I can actually sorta have a life now."

Emma finished her fries and pita. She sat back in her chair, relaxing and full. Then she mentioned to Zoe, "I don't know who you'd have to talk to about it, but maybe you could suggest to management that it would be a good idea to put stations around the park with peanuts or a food for the ducks, squirrels, and chipmunks. You could probably make it from like a quarter machine and it would turn a profit and provide a healthy diet for the animals. Maybe they would think it's a good idea."

Emma watched the chipmunks a little. And then she laughed a little as she thought about a childhood game that would be even funnier to play as an adult. She told Zoe, " Ya know, I could probably even find The Color Dot game to bring too. I imagine it would probably be even more fun to play now than it was as kids. Especially if you play it with some really pretty guys and girls, if you know what I mean." Emma smirked. Then she kinda wondered if Jack would be able to play a game like that in her normal mantis shrimp form or if another human form shift would be necessary. Then her thoughts turned to bit more naughty, but still involved playing that game. Just the two of them.

And it was in that moment that Emma was glad that Zoe couldn't read her mind.

Emma's hand had started to tingle when the good looking man came close to her. Emma tried really hard to ignore it given that she was trying to have a good night out and enjoy herself. But considering he asked her to dance, the copying aspect of her power would automatically replicate and store whatever mutation he had. After a few seconds of her taking his hand to go dancing, her hand stopped tingling and she was quite grateful.

Emma followed her dancing partner to the dance floor. It wasn't overly crowded which was a good thing. Emma could then get fancy a bit while they two stepped and wouldn't have to really worry about bumping into people or people bumping into her, unless of course they were just completely drunk. The man faced her and placed his hand on the upper part of her back. Her right hand was already held in his left and she placed her left arm just above his right arm and rested her hand on his upper arm. She smiled at him and nodded to signify she was ready and proceeded to take her steps. She moved so fluidly and easily; her body's memory of this particular dance ensured that she kept rhythm and the movements of her feet were exactly as they should be.

He introduced himself as Michael. Emma smiled and said, "Pleased to meet you, Michael. I'm Emma. And I'm quite delighted that you asked me to dance." Emma looked up at him as they continued to dance, noticing his great smile and just how pretty his eyes were. She smiled at him and continued the conversation, "I was hoping that I wouldn't have to sit at the bar long before a gentleman came along and asked. Did my attire catch your attention?" She hoped that he would be up for conversation anyway. It certainly wouldn't be fun to dance with someone who wanted to stay quiet the entire time.

Emma hoped that he would soon realize that she could keep up and would show her some of his fancy moves. Two stepping wasn't her favorite dance, but it was pretty simple to do. So if the worst case scenario happened to be that he stuck to just a simple and basic two step, then at least he was pretty to look at and she could dance with him for a while.

Emma responded, when being told the fries werent good for the chipmunks, by saying, "Yeah, I guess that wasn't such a good idea, but I'm pretty sure other people have given them people food too. I won't toss any more to them and next time, I'll bring some peanuts or remind you to grab some before we have lunch again."

Emma ate more on her pita and fries. She smiled when Zoe thought her idea was really good and nodded her head when asked about games to bring. Since Emma and her Mom spent quite a bit of time moving from place to place after leaving her Dad in Washington, they had picked up board games and card games to keep them entertained since watching tv all the time grew to be quite boring.

Emma had quite a few games that they now kept in the top of her closet. She brought them down every now and then still to play with her Mom. Emma thought for a moment, trying to remember them all. Then, she listed them off, "I have a couple decks of cards, checkers, chess, one, phase 11, Rich Old Guy, Apology, Poppycock, Oranges to Oranges, Angry Talk, and Cards against Society."

Emma ate more on her lunch as she waited to see if any of them sounded good to Zoe for the game night.

Emma had found her moment. When she bestowed the power to her attacker, she managed to get out from underneath her blade, but not without getting a cut along the top of her shoulder. Emma cried out in pain as she felt the blade slice into her skin. She fell to the ground, putting her hand over the cut. She felt blood against her hand and a searing pain at being touched. She quickly staggered back up to her feet and ran off. Emma didn't even really pay attention to which direction she was running. She was just trying to get away as quickly as possible.

Emma eventually found a monument that she ducked behind. She tried to calm down and gather what she would do next. She peeked around the side of the monument to see what had happened of her attacker. She hoped that she wouldn't be spotted and came after again. She saw that the woman was struggling to get up with now having shrimp like legs to work with. And she could overhear the woman shouting, asking what Emma had done to her.

Emma then ducked back behind the monument and examined the cut. It was still bleeding and it was long, but it didn't seem to be so deep that she would need stitches. Nonetheless, she would have a scar. Emma knew that it would scab up and clot on her own, but she needed to know what the woman was up to or what she would do next. She didn't seem like she was just a typical run of the mill mugger. She seemed more evil, like she took pleasure in hurting people. Emma peeked back around the monument to see what the woman would do next. If Emma needed to keep running or if Emma could somehow follow her.

Emma had decided that tonight she was going to get dolled up and take herself out. It had been a while since she had treated herself and work the passed few weeks had been really rough so she felt like she more than deserved a night out to look pretty, dance, and have a few drinks.

When Emma finally got finished with her make up, hair, and clothes, she looked in the mirror to make sure she had everything perfectly fixed and it all worked well together. She knew she had picked the right dress and style. She was absolutely smokin'. There was no way that she'd have to wait too long at the new country bar and dance hall before someone would ask her to dance. She grabbed her small cute matching clutch with a chain cross body strap and her keys, phone, money and makeup inside. She then went out the door ready to get to the new dance hall. She really liked the new clutch because the strap allowed her to keep her purse close and she could still dance without it getting in the way. She followed the directions given on the flier for the new dance hall that she picked up from the foyer area of her apartment building on her way out. It didn't seem to be too incredibly far.

On her way there, she end up walking next to an impressively sized male body builder. He was tall and it seemed that even his muscles had muscles. Once she got rather close to him, her hand started to tingle intensely and pull slightly towards him. He didn't seem to have a visible mutation, unless he really was some tiny, nerdy guy and he had the power to bulk up into this body builder type. Regardless, he had a mutation of some kind and Emma was growing tired of her hand tingling. They had been walking in the same direction for a while and it hadn't let up. They had made it to a cross walk and were waiting for the okay to cross. Emma, being the flirty kind of woman that she is and with the help of her stunning outfit for the night, she reached her hand out and grabbed the bodybuilder's nice, firm ass. She even squeezed it and bit her lip as she did so. The body builder guy turned his head slightly to look at her when she grabbed him. Emma just smiled, her bottom lip still sexily held in her teeth. And then she winked at him. After a few seconds passed, her hand finally stopped tingling and knew that she now had a copy of whatever his mutation was. She let go of his butt and the cross walk turned to allow them to walk on. Emma hurriedly walked on past as the body builder guy was left behind, not realizing the light had changed. Emma giggled to herself as she thought about the means she used to copy powers. She really had to be creative sometimes. But the guy was actually pretty decent looking, so she didn't have to force her flirting so much this time.

When Emma finally got to the place and her I.D. was checked, she ordered a drink from the bar. She asked the bartender for a beer and then sat down and watched people dance. The bartender quickly popped the cap for her and sat it in front of her. Emma took the bottle and began drinking her beer as she watched people around her dancing. She also looked around the new place. She saw live cacti in a few areas with ropes around them, but that wasn't likely going to be enough to keep people from bumping into them or falling into it if people were drunk enough. And there was wood everywhere which helped with the acoustics of the place.

She had almost finished her beer when she song changed and she suddenly had an incredibly gorgeous man in front of her. Emma sat her beer down and a smiled at him. He held his hand out and asked her to dance. Emma took his hand and said, "I'd love to."