Illica Falki wrote:The Silhouette of Adventure wrote:The moment the grappling hook struck him in the back, it activated his powers, duplicating him forward. While the first duplicate was disabled down in front of her, the second one she inadvertently created simply turned around and sighed. "Seriously, lady?" He leaned down and absorbed the first duplicate, before jumping out of the way of her attack and duplicating himself several times. "You-" The first kicked at her, trying to get her to block with her baton so that the rest of the attacks would be more effective. "Can't-" The second punched towards her gut. "Think-" The third was another kick, this time towards the back of her legs. "You'll-" The fourth tried to ram his elbow into her head. "Win!" The last simply watched the others, ready to reabsorb and run if things went bad.
Vera ignores the firsts kick, letting it impact her armor, She instead blocks the fourth one going for her face. Though she can't stop the blow to her gut, she slices the dagger towards second one's arm. she does not see the kick in the back of the legs coming, however, which interrupts that slice and throws her off-balance, as well as breaks one of the braces on her leg with a loud crack. Now that her armor is getting damaged, and she's severely outnumbered, She smartens up, and tries escape by firing her grappling hook into one of the unfinished buildings at this site, and letting it drag her into it, slashing at any of the duplicates trying to stop her. Though she abandoned her second dagger, it will be a lot easier to replace that then the broken brace on her leg.
The replicas nursed their wounds for a moment before re-absorbing into the uninjured one. Picking up the dagger, he scoffed, returning to base. As he left, he sent several more duplicates to not only return to his scouting route, but also two to keep watch to ensure he wasn't followed. "You there, Me?" He called the Madrox-Prime.
"What's up, Me? You hung up so suddenly."
"I tripped, and the Cape saw me. I'm not sure if they're Good or Bad, but either way, they weren't exactly a challenge. No super-powers to speak of, etcetera etcetera. You'll know when you re-absorb me. Either way- Got a knife we can use. Trace ownership through white or black markets, see who's behind this mask."
"Nice one, Me."
"You know it, Myself."
"I feel like we're missing a third person here we call "I".