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poop. i guess stinger will have to be a tier 2 villain for the moment (until she comes over to the lightside, if she goes that route).

okie. i'm done. been fun =)

When Hellion holds out his hand, Stinger looks at it for a moment. She briefly has a puzzled expression. The idea of shaking someone’s hand after fighting them seemed odd to her. For a moment she even considers trying to pickpocket him, but she decides against it because, if she gets caught, he might stick her with the tab. Still, he implied that he might pay her money for something done later. No point in being rude. She holds out her hand in a casual, feminine manner and briefly lets him shake it. She says, "Guess I’ll see you around, Firebug." After he departs, she grabs all the leftovers and bags them up. There’s no point in letting good food go to waste – especially since she doesn’t know whether the next day will bring her fortune or loss. She heads out, back to her home in a box.

guess ma's not going to listen to reason ; ) stinger could still roll a natural 20 (hey, you never know =) ) regarding initiative, let's see how your post goes before we determine that =)

no point in picking a fight. she might pickpocket him on a later occasion. you never know =3 sure. a wrap-up post sounds okie dokie =)

Stinger follows along quietly as the tour continues. She listens and looks as the old man points out the surrounding features. Particularly, she takes note of the food freely available. Only then do her arms drop to her sides. She only gives the alpha team a quick look-over before heading over to the food tables. She grabs a plate, utensils, glass, and two paper napkins before quickly filling her plate with a variety of food and filling her glass with sweet tea. She doesn’t bother waiting on anyone and sits at the first open picnic table. She doesn’t waste anytime and digs into her food right way. Only after she has a couple of bites does she bother looking around at the others. Looks like some of the boys are hanging out together. Suits her just fine; she can focus on eating.

i'm out of ideas as to what to do next ?=/

Stinger enjoys her tea and pizza. Although she starts to loose momentum by the third slice, she manages to make it through six pieces. After she eats her fill, she slowly drinks her tea until the glass is empty. She pushes her empty glass aside and rests her arms on the tabletop. She says, "Good food. I appreciate the meal."

Stinger quietly follows along. Her arms remain folded across her chest, but her eyes actively roam around. She listens and observes the others around her and goes about learning the layout of the building. So far she finds the orientation tour rather uninteresting, but it’s good to know the basics. She’s not too thrilled with the room accommodations though. Having to share a room with one other girl? Sure. That was to be expected. But five roommates? And some of them boys? Some girls might like it, but not Stinger. Still, it beat living in a cardboard box on the streets.

Stinger smells the pizza before she sees it and turns her head to look towards its direction. A small smile forms on her lips as the waitress approaches their table and puts the pizza pan down. Looking at the pizza, she excitedly comments, "Let’s dig in," only a moment before she grabs the serving utensil and helps herself to it. She quickly puts piece after piece unto her plate until she has half the pizza piled there. She grabs the parmasian cheese shaker and covers her pizza with the powdered cheese. She takes her fork, cuts off a piece from one of the slices on her plate, and takes her first bite. As she chews it, it's clear that she's enjoying the taste by the warm expression that comes over her face. She doesn’t talk for the first few minutes after the pizza arrives, concentrating on eating bite after bite of the delectable food and drinking her sweet tea. After she makes her way through the first slice of pizza on her plate, she comments, "It’s great. I love this place. Thanks!" She starts working on slice number two. Her demeanor seems to steadily improve as she works her way through the second slice.

With her attention on the old man, it takes Stinger a moment to notice the quiet mime approaching her. She notices too late to see him phase though the wall and bookcase. She turns her head slightly towards him and raises an eyebrow. Mimes creep her out. She only gives the other new arrivals a quick look. Only ten of them total. Small school. She casually listens to the old man speak. After he’s done with his introduction, she follows along while he leads them on the tour. She keeps her arms folded across her chest as she walks. Her eyes habitually look around, noting each window, door, skylight, and other means of egress she comes across. A thief never knows when the cops will show up and she likes to know the quickest ways to make an exit in case trouble comes a calling. She doesn’t react noticeably after the old man answers the question posed by the visor-wearing teenager. His answer doesn’t much matter to herâ€â€she’s here for the free room and board offer. She doubts it’ll be worse than living with her father, but if it turns out to be as bad or worse then she will just go back to living on the streets again.

In my own games, i let them do damage once for the hit, but they can choose one of the other options (i.e., not damage) for their grapple if they win.

Stinger remarks, "What I’m set on is getting some money tonightâ€â€one way or the other." She keeps her fists up and comments, "You seem pretty confident you’d win. You have some tricks, I’ll grant you that, but you look like a feather weight to me." She can’t help but to smirk behind her fists at her jest. As she slowly moves around the girl, she says, "I’m generally not much into talking; I’m more of an action girl. But I am cute. Thanks for noticing." She smiles behind her fists. She says, "I’m not worried about collateral damage, but you should be. Reminds me of the other day when I got my butt kicked. I was working on a car. If that stubborn hero boy would have just let me take the car in the first place, it would have been just a single car stolenâ€â€no big deal. They probably had insurance anyway. Instead several cars were destroyed and lots of other things got messed-up too. So I’m sure the fine folks that make this their home would prefer loosing a few dollars over having their place trashed."

On the first subject, Stinger replies, "I don’t have any immediate goals besides money. I live my life day-by-day. I like the freedom I have, but not the uncertainty it brings with it. I just haven’t figured it all out yet." She brings one palm up and rests her cheek against it. To the boy's second line of questions, she answers, "I don't really know. Depends on the situation at the time, I guess. Options are nice; usually I don’t have many." She looks towards the waitress, wondering when their food is going to arrive.

She sips her tea. Stinger replies, "So, like you tricked the Devil and he’s looking for payback or something? Weird." She stretches her arms out above her head, bends to each side once, and then brings her arms back down to rest against the tabletop as she waits for the pizza to arrive. She asks, "I take it you’ve been here before. You live around here or something?" She rubs her cheek once.

Stinger isn’t paying much attention when the elderly man starts to step down the stairs, but the noise of his cane and footsteps on the staircase draws her attention as he makes his way down. Her eyes follow him as he moves with determined purpose. She wasn’t sure about this place when she was first approached, but the offer of free room and board drew her interest. Of course she knew it wasn’t truly free, but it didn’t cost her any money and that was close enough for her to give the place a try. Although she was suspicious, she oddly feels at ease after he stops and taps his cane against the floor. It feels kind of nice to not be alone for a change and to have a place to stay at that’s not a cardboard box on a rooftop. So she’s willing to see where it goes. She casually walks over and stands where the elderly man indicates. Her arms remain folded across her chest and her hips shift to one side. She looks at him, as if expecting him to say something more after everyone is assembled.

Stinger.

Stinger raises an eyebrow as the other girl fades into view within a cloud of silver sparkles. She thinks.oO("Cute. Looks like a tease. Girl’ll probably try to wrap the boys around her little pinky with unkept honeydew promises. I wonder what the deal is between her and that knight guy anyway. Guess they already know each other from somewhere else.") She looks at the armored guy as she thinks.oO("And what’s the deal with that guy wearing clunky metal armor like that anyway? Stand out much?") She looks at the visor guy and thinks.oO("What’s up with him? He just seems to go around blowing crap up in a temper-fit all the time.") She lets out a little 'Cheh' noise of disapproval and looks away. She has no intention of being their babysitter. If they want to beat the crap out of each other, that’s their problem.

Stinger says, "Fighting can be a rush, if you’re winning. Not so much if you’re getting the crap kicked out of you. Must be nice to be able to suck in fire and heal up after a fightâ€â€especially since you can make the fire yourself. I’m not so lucky." As for the whole villain thing, she comments, "The world’s a harsh place. Not everyone’s born with a silver spoon...or whatever. The system holds you down, so a girl’s gottah fight for what she wants." She asks, "So what’s the deal with those little monster things? Why are they after you anyway?" She sips at her tea.

That should wrap it up =)

Stinger doesn’t stop after she rounds the corner fence to get out of sight, but she does slow down as the adrenaline rush is replaced by the now familiar pain from her back. She first concentrates on gaining distance from the area where the car theft went wrong and then on eluding any would-be pursuers. After a while she finally makes her way into a dirty alley, near a fire escape. She leaps up onto it, wincing from the pain, and proceeds to climb up to the top. She leaps up the rest of the way onto the roof and hobbles across it to where a brown cardboard box labeled 'UPS' lies underneath an overhang that protects it from the elements. Inside the box are a pillow, a blanket, a few articles of worn clothing, a few cans of food, a bottle of purple nail polish, some purple lip gloss, a small bottle of cheap perfume, a worn plushie of a pink elephant, and a few nick-knacks. She crawls inside the box, flips down the flap, and curls up with her blanket, pillow, and plushie elephant to rest and recover. As she lies there in the partial darkness, she thinks about the foiled theft and comments, "Poop."

Stinger asks, "So you’re saying you’re an opportunistâ€â€taking whichever side is most advantageous at the time?" Her arms come down to rest on the tabletop, but remain close to her chest. Having no real reason to lie, she goes ahead and answers his question. She replies, "Things got bad at home. Real bad. So I left. Original, huh? Anyway, no honest jobs for runaways. A girl’s gottah eat, right? Besides, I don’t like being told what I can or can’t do or when to do it." She accepts her glass of sweet tea once it arrives and sips on it through a plastic straw while she waits on the pizza to arrive.

Stinger replies to the visor-wearing teenager, "It got better." She looks away from the two boys as they challenge each other. She certainly doesn’t intend to step in regardless of how it plays out. If they want to fight, that’s their business. Small, silver earrings decorate her earlobes and upside down on her left wrist is a cheap, digital watch. A white belly shirt reveals her cat belly ring lying flat against her firm tummy. A belt holds up her worn blue jeans around her thin waist. White ankle socks and black and white sneakers adorn her feet. Unlike her other clothing, her sneakers appear nearly new.

stinger goes total defense to bring her defense up to (16+4=) 20. i would prefer she escapes (probably empty handed), but i'm open to your ideas. ma is faster than stinger in terms of raw speed, but stinger can 'go chameleon' on her. as far as a fight between then goes, ma packs more power and toughness, but stinger has the advantage in terms of attack and defense scores. it would really depend on the die rolls and choices. possibly stinger could bluff/pursuade ma--depending on how things go.

Surprised when the winged girl drops into some sort of energy circle and suddenly falls from the ceiling right behind her, Stinger turns around and points at her. She exclaims, "How’d you do that?! You can fly and teleport?! That’s so not fair!" She regains her composure and brings her hands up to defend herself. With her mouth hidden behind her hands, she asks, "So, we gonna thrown down now or what?"