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Meld was on Deirdra’s side, which the blond guessed she would be. The cop, however, seemed pretty satisfied with dying. The scorpion woman scuttled as close as she could get to him. Her eyes got sad and she pointed away. “Please, go. My friend here is known for killing. I’ve never killed before and I’d prefer not to start with someone who helped save me. You don’t have to stand by, you can run and leave this.” Part of Deirdra really hoped that he would just leave. Killing someone who tried to hurt her, and killing someone who tried to save her were totally different things.

Looking back, she glanced at the cyborg woman. “Meld…What do we do?” The blond blinked and then looked at the other two cops. Should we really escalate this into a killing spree?

An almost perfect memory? That was impressive. It didn’t seem like it would be useful in a fight, per say, but it would be good for the rest of a person’s life. “That doesn’t sound lame to me. It sounds useful and good for school. Not that I cared much when I was in school, but still. It’s the idea of it.” The blond tapped her chin thoughtfully. “Is it kind of like memorizing then?”

Deirdra glanced out the window and then turned back to Micah, who had just complimented her once again. A smiled blossomed back onto the woman’s face. “You say sweet things, but you want me to get caught. I can’t blame you. And modeling wouldn’t have worked well for me.” Her eyes looked sad for a moment. “I had to leave home when I was still pretty young.” While she was saying this, another woman started screaming about mutants. Micah jumped out in front of her, as if to protect her. The blond laughed. “I have no interest in hurting her. I have what I want.” She pointed to her ears.

She opened the jewelry store’s door and turned one more time to look at Micah. Deirdra winked and then blew him a kiss. “Bye, Micah. It was nice meeting you, but I need to get out of here. Maybe we’ll meet again.” Looking toward the street, the woman dashed out the door towards the Sanctuary.

A police officer stepped onto the scene and Deirdra’s eyes narrowed. He told her to freeze. The woman put her hands up playfully and smirked. “You got me officer.” She glanced down at the four men that she had taken down quite easily. “They’re fine and if they’re paralyzed, it’ll only be for about 10 minutes.” The blond’s eyes rolled slightly. “That, of course, is only if I sting them once. If you don’t back off a little, I may make it worse for them.” She smiled and then folded her hands behind her head, acting as if she had submitted.

She was deciding what to do next when a familiar cyborg-mutant jumped from the roof and landed next to her. Deirdra gasped, startled, and then smiled. “Meld! Great to see you again. I noticed you around the Sanctuary, but I thought you weren’t in the Order anymore.” Shrugging, the woman turned to look at the cop again. “Seems like this could get pretty interesting. And by the way, arachnid body parts? Are cops always supposed to sound so formal? Because, the way you put that really sounded odd.” A hand went to her hip casually and she smiled.

The police man seemed pretty serious, which was a bummer. Deirdra hated it when people took her intentions the wrong way. Then all of a sudden, the woman noticed water moving around the man’s feet. “Wait, you’re a mutant?! You traitor! Do you know what these men were doing?” Deirdra snarled and pointed at the men. “They were harassing a small mutant girl. No one was doing anything about that, were they? Besides, the four idiots are fine. I just roughed them up a little.” The blond could feel the hatred manifesting on her face.

Deirdra had been running into a lot of trouble lately, or more so, she had been causing a lot of trouble lately. The young, blond woman had a tendency to get bored and that made her get into…situations. Today’s situation consisted of a group of four men harassing some girl with wings. Ahh, more reasons to hate humans. With a slight smirk, the woman crossed the street. She had the intent of teaching them a lesson, or at least scaring them so bad they wet themselves. Either thing would give her a sense of satisfaction.

After she placed herself near the group, the blond’s legs morphed into scorpion legs, a scorpion tail, and scorpion body. The woman grinned. The girl with wings looked up at Deirdra with a surprised expression. “You should go. Your wings are quite beautiful, by the way.” Turning towards the men, she took in the looks of horror upon their faces. “What? Haven’t you seen a mutant before? Or maybe you just haven’t seen the kind that isn’t scared of you idiots.” With that, the woman’s tail came down and around, knocking two of the men over.

Deirdra noticed on of the men running away, so she stung his leg. “Stay there until I’m done with you. You think picking on a helpless girl is fun, right? Pick on me. I promise you that it’ll be much more entertaining.” Whipping her tail around, she knocked the fourth man down. She wasn’t sure what she intended on doing with them in the end. Part of her wanted to kill them, just because her anger was mounting. On the other hand, she could just play with them for a while. She wasn't positive that she wanted to be a murderer.

It all sounds good. I'll start work on that thread tonigh:)

When a mutant such as Deirdra Sykes becomes bored, anything could be on the agenda for fun. This was even truer when the blond began to get bored with her wardrobe. She had decided that ‘shopping’ should be done, though she wasn’t especially interested in clothes. She had so many, but jewelry, she didn’t have much of. So, when the fateful sigh of boredom escaped her lips, the scorpion-woman left to find herself some beautiful, expensive jewelry. None of it she intended on paying for.

As soon as Deirdra had stepped outside, she let her lower half take its favorite shape. Being a scorpion felt so much more natural than having human legs. Sure, men usually thought a woman with nice legs was attractive, but she had her stinger in this form. The blond was a big fan of luring men to her and then going her separate way, but she didn’t know many that would still find her beautiful in such a non-human state. She still had her upper half, but that could only distract from the fact that she had 8 legs for so long.

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The woman was now climbing across the walls of buildings. There was no traffic and not to mention not as many people could see her if she stuck to alleys. Crawling on one wall, she recognized it as a jewelry store. The blond moved her body so it was placed in the street and she was no longer sideways. Taking her own, sweet time, Deirdra rammed her tail into the window of the store. She climbed in carefully through the hole and began to survey her pickings. Some man was screaming at her about breaking his window and about being a mutant, but she was ignoring him.

“Hmm, I like this.” With a grin, the woman smashed another hole into the glass of the counter. She reached her hand in and picked up a diamond necklace. ”Beautiful.” Scuttling over to another counter, she did the same thing as she had to the other glass. This time a pair of diamond earrings were plucked from the case. The man was still screaming about her being a mutant and she turned to look at him. The woman had no intention of attacking anyone, but she knew that someone may try to get involved. Actually, she was hoping someone would. Deirdra enjoyed fighting sometimes. It was a good stress-reliever.

Raising her tail up, she swung it at the man. It didn’t sting him. She hadn’t wanted it to, but it did send him flying into a wall. “Shut up. So what if I’m a mutant?” The scorpion-woman’s front legs climbed part way over one of the counters. “Shouldn’t the real issue be that I broke into your store?” Her eyes narrowed and she turned away from him, disgusted. “I could kill you no problem, but that’s not what I want. I just want something nice for myself.” Glancing around at the patrons in the store, she began to exit through the hole she had made to get inside.

Deirdra hadn’t had any Order missions. This one would be her first. She had put on her top that she intended to wear and a pair of cloth shorts. They weren’t important. Bottoms never were, seeing as they usually ripped apart during her transformation. The blond hadn’t found a possible way to avoid destroying half her closet as of yet, which was a bit irritating. Tear-away pants weren’t an option. Deirdra had found that they shouldn’t be an option for anyone. They. Were. Gross.
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The young woman was now with some people she had never met before, waiting to cause a scene. When the other woman told Deirdra no winning, she felt her bottom lip jut out ever-so-slightly. Luckily it wasn’t enough for anyone to really notice. The blond pulled her hair back into a pony tail as she stood waiting for the people they were supposed to fight. She looked forward to releasing her scorpion form. She felt more natural in that state than she did with her human legs.

The night before, Deirdra had been in her scorpion form in her room. She had to be to make more toxins. Human bodies weren’t made with the capacity to make poisons, which made the job of synthesizing some a problem. Luckily, at the Sanctuary, people didn’t seem to care about a half-scorpion woman scuttling around.

She felt herself getting impatient. Deirdra wanted to see the people they were supposed to fight…and not beat. She knew they weren’t supposed to do too much damage. The woman wouldn’t sting someone more than once. If necessary, maybe twice, but three times would kill a person. That wasn’t what she was there to do. They were there to distract.