Mistress Dizzy

Young Justice

As the fight continued, Mirage moved to back up her teammates. She’d gotten a decent look after the light of her staff faded to a reasonable glow. Cybergirl seemed to be doing quite well for herself. Despite looking like she had been shot more than once – a fact which scared Mirage quite a bit – she looked to be in high spirits. She flashed her a thumbs up before flinging a Kobra goon like a frisbee.

Kassy returned the gesture with a toothy grin. She hadn’t laid eyes on Metamorph since they’d entered. But frankly, she wasn’t worried about him. He could handle himself in battle better than the rest of the team. He’d be fine.

No, the one that most worried her most was Zatara. Between slobbering over Mateo, and all but blowing the team’s cover in the cafe, he’d been off the whole mission. Sure, they all mis-stepped sometimes. This time seemed so much worse. Was he unwell, she wondered? Knowing his talents weren’t made for this kind of fight, she searched for him in the battle the best she could. But between fighting off opponents, the still dim lighting, and Zach’s black uniform, she simply couldn’t locate him amid the chaos.

“Team, I'm pursuing one of the large ones. Mirage, on me! Everyone else, continue taking out the others.”

She turned at Rain’s call, very surprised to hear her name coming from his mouth. They had not spoken a word since Atlantis. There was a large part of her that really wanted to ignore him. He could pick someone else, right? But she could already see his back disappearing. Scowling faintly, Mirage took off after him.

She could hear Rain’s footsteps ahead, and she followed. The stairs led to a lab similar to the one back at home. Just bigger and much more equipped. The Kobra agents seemed to be ignoring the two heroes outright, far more focused on getting everything they could gone.

Her orange eyes darted from person to person. “Unless they’re hiding magic, I don’t think they’re dangerous.” But then again, with everything they had there, Kobra could start fresh in a new city. There would be more missing boys.

“What do you think we should do with them?”

Tiny and the Terminator [Mistress Dizzy & Shifter_Master]

After keeping a careful eye on her opponent, and keeping herself from being hit, Jinny slowly worked out the method behind the control. It was genuinely impressive. No one else would have been able to make it work. Maybe not even her. She could do the math, sure, but not that fast. Not enough to put it into real play.

There were so many variations to consider to keep up with that constantly changed the equation. Like luck. Idiotic beginner’s luck. Despite her dodging, she was hit. Not once, but twice.

Jinny blinked.

The smack on the ankle was fairly painful, and she’d have a bruise to match. The length of chain yanked her leg the wrong way, and distantly, she knew she’d pulled a muscle in the wrong direction. Those were all part of the battle.

But that laugh. Something about that irritating laugh, heard for the second time in as many days, burrowed under her skin in a way she didn’t understand. He hadn’t done anything to earn his triumph, and he knew it, and he was still acting like that?

Somewhere in Jinny’s subconscious, a tiny seed of something dark that had been buried for years, chained up by a regiment of training and a man that the child wouldn’t even dare to challenge, rose to the surface just behind her eyes. Her stance shifted. Shoulders square, jaw set, eyes firmly focused on the target. Slade would recognize it immediately.

After all, who wouldn’t know their own form in the mirror?

“Oh. So you are a fighter. Good.” Jinny smiled. It was not an expression that belonged on the face of a child. “That means I can stop playing.”

She darted into an attack, faster than she had before. Gizmo might have been able to calculate her incoming trajectory. But without the physical strength to overcome Jinny’s speed, no amount of math would make the equation work.

The first strike was right to Gizmo’s jaw, the pommel of the blade hammering his teeth. That was smoothly followed with the blade itself, slicing his cheek on that side. Tossing the sword from her main right hand to the left, she scooped up the slack of the chain at Gizmo’s feet and tossed it up and over her opponent. It landed behind him.

Without giving him a moment to gather his thoughts, she smacked one of his hands with the pommel, as hard as she could. As he dropped the chain on reflex, she put the sword back in her right hand and did the exact same thing to his other hand.

He was disarmed, and the whole thing had taken about thirty seconds, if that. The fight could be declared here if he decided to give up. But somewhere underneath the haze of anger in her head, she knew that she couldn’t just let Gizmo walk away. She had to make sure he wouldn’t think about stepping to her anytime soon.

The next swing of the gladius blurred forward, right at his midsection. But instead of using the sharp end of the blade, she used the wider flat end. The raw power behind the blow sent her opponent stumbling back. The chain on the ground was suddenly a tripping hazard. He stumbled and was suddenly flat on his back. Jinny was about 5 seconds behind, with no light in her eyes but the shine from a very sharp blade. One that was in line to go straight for his throat.

Hopefully Sanctuary

Devika pursed her lips for a split second, before smoothing her expression. In her mind, Roxy absolutely needed shielding, but in a different way. But - she was tired, and probably cranky. Even if she wasn’t, this was not the best place for a deep conversation. She’d save the confrontation for when they weren’t in public, in front of her parents.

“I’ll be fine after I chill out here. And maybe get some of that funnel cake.” With more calm than she felt, she removed her glasses and buffed them on her shirt. The exhaustion in her eyes was obvious. And yet – she just kept on.

“I’ve been through worse.”

Titans Academy

_{Location: Midway City, - Michigan}

Episode #2: Additional Adversaries

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_{Interaction(s): @Omega Man - The Shield | @Birdboy - Shuriken | @WXer - Dragonson | @YourNameHere - Apparition | @Zaibatsu - Gravitas | @rocketrobie2 - Chemaxzord}

Post #2.09: All Differences Aside...

In another area of the mall, Origami jogged down the mall corridor, turning her head slightly when she was flanked by another. Pulling on a red bandana that covered half her face, she nodded in greeting. She didn't know very much about Gravitas. Then again, she didn't know much about most of them. She hadn't exactly gone out of her way to do so, either.

"You look a bit ill. Don't puke. Anyway - you see those two?" She pointed out a pair of red hoodies in sunglasses. "They're the ones causing the chaos. Why? Don't know. I actually don't even care. But I've counted at least 10 so far and I've been here about as many minutes. We stop them, and maybe have enough time to catch the weekend sales." Was that a joke? It was at least an attempt.

Origami tucked an expensive looking earbud in one ear, under the bandana. A faint, thumping beat could be heard. Her head started to bob in time with it. "Later, Gravitas." With that, Origami leaned forward just a bit, and then picked up speed. It wasn't anything so flashy as a proper speedster, but ten steps down the corridor and she still hadn't hit full acceleration. The two kids in red were coming up quick, and they wouldn't know what hit them.

There was the faintest sound of the rustling of paper, and then Billy 2 was promptly kicked in the back of the head. "Agh, what the f-" His curse was cut short by a pair of punches as Origami popped him twice in the mouth, twisted and weaved out of the way of his return haymaker.

Billy 1 came from behind, winding up for a punch. The paper that was twisting in the air got in the way, and was suddenly as thick as stone. "Owwww!" He shook his hand, and Origami dropped to the ground on her back, legs helicoptering in a sweep that took him down at the knees.

As Billy 2 moved in, she moved out of the spinning sweep, lifted herself up on her hands and pushed, kicking him in the face with both feet. Something unexpected happened, then. Billy 2 more or less exploded, ruining Origami's fluid dance and dropping her to the ground.

"Oof! Merde!" She swore, wincing as she picked herself up and tried to find the rhythm against the last opponent.

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After a roll of her eyes, Arina had dispersed once more, surveying the area. It hadn’t taken long for a thin layer of smoke to fill the area around Origami, and from above, she observed. As the girl was knocked down by the explosion she decided to intervene. The girl got to her feet and engaged with the last duplicate, however behind her, another duplicate appeared, silently advancing to attack from behind. The smoke didn’t seize him until the last second, his hand up to strike, it wrapped around his body, entering his eyes, nose, mouth and ears, filling his body. Gritting his teeth, he stiffly lowered his hand and stepped backwards, away from the girl.

She inwardly scoffed, ‘Stop resisting, you’ll only hurt yourself,’

His movements looked off for a moment as he jerked himself sideways and stumbled slightly before he slowly stood straight and stretched his limbs out, as if getting an idea of their mobility. As another duplicate spotted Origami, he was swiftly intercepted by the odd behaving clone and dropped to the floor. His gaze was dull as it slid sideways to Origami,

“You should be more careful,” his tone was apathetic as he stood straight, still looking oddly stiff.

By the time Apparition had finished her hostile takeover, the Billy that Origami had been fighting was defeated. She gave the other girl an arch look, her body subtly swaying to the beat. "Your assistance wasn't necessary." There was a moment's pause, before she continued. "But it was welcome. Do we know where the epicenter of these fools is? Can you sort through his mind and find out?" She wasn't sure that was something that Apparition could actually do. Honestly, this whole 'team' thing was a tricky business.

The clone turned to give the girl a blunt stare as she criticised the intervention - his lips tugged upwards, his eyes growing softer. The amusement was short lived however, she felt herself wavering again as the body struggled against her, there was a moment of struggle as he hunched over and grunted gritting his teeth.

‘You’re the only one who is going to suffer here,’ her voice sang through his head, yet he didn’t seem to care. She felt herself slipping, the smoke beginning to seep into the wrong areas as she tried to hold on, but the struggle was exhausting.

He threw his head back with a cut off yell as the smoke within him oxidised, suffocating him before it poured out of him and pooled on the floor. The duplicate dropped to the ground, dead as she reformed on her hands and knees gasping for breath.

After a moment, her widened icey eyes narrowed as she glared at the duplicate’s now lifeless body,
“Idiot,” she breathed. Her eyes flickered back up to Origami, her gaze softening as her hair fell over her face slightly.

“I didn’t need to sort through his mind to know he’s in the food hall somewhere,” her voice was slightly hoarse as she pushed herself upwards to her feet, folding her arms over her still bare chest.

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	“It’ll be a stretch, but I can probably possess one more time,” she mused, stretching her neck until it clicked, “You got any ideas?” "Huh." Origami paced over as Apparition reformed. She yanked the red sweatshirt off the cooling body of the duplicate and held it out to the other girl, gaze politely focused elsewhere. "I didn't know that was lethal." Arina tilted her head ever so slightly at the girl, her blank gaze flickering between the shirt she offered and her face, which was still turned away. She didn’t see the point in putting on clothes considering she’d just lose them again, but it occurred to her that she perhaps made Origami uncomfortable - and in the team spirit, she decided to meet the girl half way. She mused a “Thanks,” as she took the sweatshirt and pulled it over her head. It fell to her mid thigh, incredibly large on her small form, and she pulled at the material slightly, trying to get comfortable. Her eyes were fixated on the collar of the shirt as she wrestled with it, “Dude said something about a dude called Constantine and a lighter that summons a demon lord or some shit,” she tried to explain, “In any case, he’s looking for the lighter, I don’t know why it’s here, but apparently this Constantine thought it a good idea to lose demon lighter in the middle of a mall… what an idiot…” Origami snorted, shaking her head. "Agreed. I hope he isn't on our side, because that would be an embarrassment. I suppose we could find it, and make him come to us?" Once she realized Apparition was redressed, she scanned the mall ahead. "Well, they were headed in that direction. Shall we?" She tapped her earpiece, the thumping bass just barely audible from the outside. Arina looked in the direction Origami had directed and her gaze flickered between the girl and the Food Court for a moment before she nodded slightly, not bothering to disperse into smoke as she trailed behind the girl, her bare feet raised to their tip toes, as if she was trying not to touch the ground. She outstretched her arms as if she were balancing on a tightrope before she took a large step forward and elegantly clasped her hands behind her back as she strode in time with her teammate. Her ice blue eyes slid sideways at the girl and she pondered sparking a conversation, but the most she could come up with was, ‘Why so moody all the time?’ Which, she thought, was rude. So she decided against it, and walked with the girl in silence.	..................................................... ...

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Young Justice

Interaction: The Team vs Kobra
Location: Taos, New Mexico

Mirage had her staff at the ready as she climbed through the smoking hole in the wall after the rest of the team. She still wasn’t sure about this “plan” of Rain’s. Shock and awe just wasn’t her style. But no one else had said a word about it, so neither did she. It was far too quiet as they all entered. She felt a prickling at the back of her neck. Something was watching, and it had teeth.

It started to go off the rails at a rapid pace. The wall started to close up behind them. There were multiple enemies pouring in on all sides. And of course, their “leader” went off without a word of instruction. Very well, then.

The uniforms on their enemies looked rather standard for human military. If she recalled right, those goggles were something to give humans some assistance in the dark. Perhaps -

Mirage twisted the staff upright in her hands and infused it with a burst of her will. The runes lit up red and a ball of orange flame lit the top. “Not enough!” She inhaled and pulled magic from deeper within. Gritting her sharp teeth, she brought the staff up and slammed it on the ground. A ball of searing hot, achingly bright white flame burst from her staff. The effect was immediate. Several soldiers nearest it stopped in their tracks, staggering backward.

“My goggles, I can’t see!”

“She blinded us!”

They didn’t waste time starting to strip the gear. But an opening was an opening. She let the flame’s power drop, ignoring the ringing in her ears. Then she rushed then, executing a swift combo to crack skulls, knees and ribs, dropping the soldiers before they could recover their bearings.

Tiny and the Terminator [Mistress Dizzy & Shifter_Master]

Jinny twisted neatly out of the way of Gizmo’s first swing of the chain. The second was more difficult, mostly because it came out of nowhere. Her size came in handy, for once, as she was able to crouch low and let it sweep over her. Her brown eyes were fixed on him, and only one person in the room would be able to recognize the way Gizmo was being picked to pieces. While she wasn’t even close to as adept as her father was, she could already see several points of weakness that she could take advantage of.

His stance was laughably bad. One good kick would send him sprawling. His fixed position left him little room to maneuver and adapt. His muscle tone was a joke – obviously he spent too much time indoors and his diet was trash. With proper leverage, she could take his weapon with a little fight. This could be over in 30 seconds.

And yet…

How the hell was he doing that with the chain?

Jinny had to know.

She moved in and took two quick strikes at Gizmo with the gladius. Her control of a weapon she’d never used was impressive. It would hurt like hell, but he’d be fine. Then she darted back out again, her movements practically daring him to swing.

Star Wars: A Legend Reborn (Nobodyman123 and Mistress Dizzy)

Kijani rose up immediately, exhaustion forgotten for the moment, when King Veruna entered. Her first instinct was to shout as well, but Eskel was already doing that. She closed her eyes a moment. The man sounded like he was at his limit.

But at the same time, she was upset at his words. “Out of your han- are you a king or not, man?!” Her gold eyes lit with a burst of anger. “Those people – your people - look to you for guidance and strength, and in their moment of need, suddenly it’s too much for you?” Her mouth twisted into a scowl.

“Eskel, you must take after your mother.” She shook her head, getting up from the bed and starting to pace. “There’s got to be something left. To rule with fear is one thing, but to rule with love is another. Fear can be overcome, but love is much harder to shatter. If your people love you, there will be loyalty in their hearts. And with that, hope.”

She looked between the two royal men, silently willing one to calm, and the other to find the will to fight.

“So – what are we working with?”

Hopefully Sanctuary

Mara had a carnival feast waiting by the time they found the table. Corn dogs, burgers, funnel cakes. Most of it was fried, actually. Tim kissed his wife's cheek and sat down to eat. Devika took a place at the other side of the table, across from her parents. She still looked frazzled, but started picking away and eating the outer layer of a corn dog. She waited until her parents were distracted before scooting down the bench, just a little closer to Roxy.

"Hey. You good?" She looked concerned, despite clearly being on the unwell side herself.

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