14187/Creatures of the Rooftop

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Creatures of the Rooftop
Date of Scene: 13 March 2022
Location: East Side, Manhattan
Synopsis: Summary needed
Cast of Characters: Black Cat, Spider-Man




Black Cat has posed:
Black Cat stretches her arms out above her head and gives a big, kittenish yawn as she takes in the city. She's been away for a few months, journeying through Europe, seeing the sights. Picking up a few baubles and assets that she could fence for fun or put away in a Swiss bank account. Well. There are a few pieces she kept for herself. She's allowed to spoil herself, now and then.

But being home in New York felt right. She's wearing her traditional catsuit, black PVC clinging to her curves in salacious ways that still left her with enough room to maneuver, clawed gauntlets, fur collar and enough cleavage to startle any security guard into vulnerability. She has a pair of binoculars up to her eyes, her domino mask helping to conceal her porcelain features as she peers in the window of a museum's storage area, "Ugh, that's so many boxes. Those labels are tiny."

Spider-Man has posed:
It is mostly quiet. No sirens cutting through the air, as if somehow the city is in reprieve from the usual chaos that tends to befall it. Which really is the perfect time to play a museum heist.

There is a brief flash of red and blue that moves past the field of vision of the binoculars. Blink and you'll miss it. But Felicia doesn't miss things and she can recognize it immediately for what it is - the pendulum swing, the nearly invisible line above or as it goes. It is your friendly neighborhood Spider-man.

Swinging across her field of vision, he appears not to have taken note of her from her perch across the street - his web slinging appears to be unrelated to whatever larcenous plans she may be entertaining.

Black Cat has posed:
Black Cat puts her hands on her hips as she notices Spidey. He just keeps on going. He didn't even see her. What the hell?!?

She stomps her foot a little bit and then quickly clambers her way from rooftop to rooftop, going in pursuit of the webslinger until she can finally catch up to him. She t hinks about trying to throw some bad luck his way, but the luck might be TOO bad and then she'll feel guilty. Well. Okay, she never feels guilty, but it would make it harder to get along.

Finally close enough, she wolf-whistles in his direction, "Hey there, Spidey. Looks like you've been working out!"

Spider-Man has posed:
Usually, cat burglars dressed in black have it as their goal to not be seen. Clearly, that was not the Black Cat'a goal. Spider-man continued swinging away blissfully unaware that he had offended the would-be thief until he had progressed another few buildings. The whistle clearly gets his attention, timed such as it is during one of his web line transitions that it almost as if she -did- use her bad luck power.

"Cat??l" he calls in confusion as he nearly misses with his next web line. The recovery sends him down along the building before he can snag a line back behind him. The end result is that he progresses a bit further beyond where Black Cat paused to whistle, before finally swinging back around.

That being said, he does not pass up a chance to showboat. He takes the swing full up skyward and the releases, doing two full backflips on the way down before coming to a soft landing in a crouch a few feet away from her. "Welcome back to town. It's been quiet without you here keeping me on my toes."

Black Cat has posed:
Black Cat sits cross legged on the edge of the building, turning her head a bit in a faux pout, "And here I thought maybe you hadn't even missed me, since you swung right by without saying a word!" she says, but it's clearly a playful vexation.

"I see you've still got all those fancy moves. I'm almost jealous. Not that I'm a slouch myself, but you do have such graceful movements. I always was a sucker for male gymnastics," she says.

"But yes, I'm back in town to keep you on your toes, so to speak."

Spider-Man has posed:
"Sorry, Cat, you're just too good even for my senses to catch you. How long have you been following me?"

Spider-man watches her from his perch on the brick outcropping. "I may have the moves in the air, but when I hit the ground I still hit on my back. You're better on your feet." But! As if to demonstrate - or perhaps show off again - he rolls forward and does a forward flip as he propels himself up from the crouch, before coming to a landing next to her, adopting the same cross legged pose.

"Well. It's always more interesting when you're around. I'll say that."

Black Cat has posed:
Black Cat leans forward a bit, which has a rather dramatic effect on her decolletage, a fact of which she is undoubtedly aware. "Not too very long. I thought about shadowing you quietly, waiting until you got bac home so I could catch you taking off that costume of yours. But I decided I want you to take it off for me because you want to, not because I sneak a peek. Hard as it is to resist," she smiles.

Spider-Man has posed:
A soft laugh slips forth from Spider-man. "Aw, Cat, I didn't know you cared."

Spider-man does have two advantages going for him - the large white eye panels manage to avoid giving away where his eyes may lie. And his red mask obscures the red on his face at Felicia's's tease.

"You know all you'd need to do is buy one of those unlicensed dolls they made of my a few years back and strip 'em down. I'm kind of like a Ken doll that way."

He immediately regrets that particular choice of words. "So tell me. What are you plotting?"

Black Cat has posed:
Black Cat smiles, "What makes you think I haven't? Oh, Spidey darling, you should see the things my little friend and Barbie have gotten up to. Unfortunately, even the bootleg dolls aren't anatomically correct. Some things remain entirely up to my very vivid imagination," she says, her voice a little throaty and teasing.

"Plotting? Me? Why, nothing at all, of course. I mean, I'm sure I'll get up to something, a girl does get bored after all and I always need new baubles. But I promise, I'm not out here casing any joints, as they say. Unless you count your tush as a joint."

Spider-Man has posed:
"Neither of our costumes really leave much up to the imagination in that regard, Cat." Maybe it's inconscious and maybe it's not, but Spider-man's head tips down to review Black Cat's costume. "But stick to your imagination - reality I am sure would leave you disappointed."

Spider-man looks around for a moment as if trying to discern what nearby would merit casing. Other than his tush. "Are you saying my ass is as big as a building?" He offers in mock accusation.

Black Cat has posed:
Black Cat reaches out and puts a finger over the front of his mask, "Hush now. I don't want to hear any of that self-deprecation. I get it, you're a selfless superhero and don't think much of yourself. But I sincerely doubt you're nearly as Quasimodo under there as you make yourself out to be. And someday I'll get to see for myself," she says.

As for the last, she cocks her head, "No, I'm just saying I keep trying to sneak ways to get into it," she winks.

Spider-Man has posed:
"Make ya a deal. Go a month without stealing anything ,and we'll talk." Spider-man regards her for a moment. "And it's all part of my secret plan to keep everyone underestimating me. If they knew I was a face as attractive as yours under here..."

A line of web shoots out from his wrist, landing on the building across the street. Was that intentional? If not, he moves quickly to make it appear that way. "One month, Cat, and maybe you can get in somewhere." And then he tumbles off the wall, dipping into a swing as he takes back off web slinging.

He does have the courtesy of giving a little shake of his rear as he goes. Something to remember him by.