[video]
[The video feed switches on, showing a completely masked face staring into the camera. There's some commotion in the background, followed by a gruff male voice shouting "Get her!"]
Um. Is this--
[A pipe swings at her head and barely misses as she shifts a fraction of an inch to the side. The assailant stumbles behind her. Without removing her gaze from the camera, she delivers a quick elbow to the back of his neck with her free arm. A loud thud punctuates his disappearance from the screen.]
Not Bludhaven.
[There's a growl from off-camera, causing her to look away for a moment.]
Hold on.
[The screen is a blur of motion, and finally unceremoniously hits the ground face-up. A thug steps over the screen, swinging at someone off-camera. A gloved hand catches the fist, and two extended fingers strike his forearm with pinpoint precision and lightning speed. He lets out a brief cry of pain as the costumed girl moves forward to strike. She pulls back her arm and clenches her fist and poof! There is suddenly what looks like a teacup in her hand. She pauses ever-so-briefly, and then smashes the cup into her target's face. She steps back and picks up the communicator, staring into it inquisitively.]
Where... am I?
Uh... [There's a brief pause, and another cup of tea appears in her free hand.] ...huh.
Um. Is this--
[A pipe swings at her head and barely misses as she shifts a fraction of an inch to the side. The assailant stumbles behind her. Without removing her gaze from the camera, she delivers a quick elbow to the back of his neck with her free arm. A loud thud punctuates his disappearance from the screen.]
Not Bludhaven.
[There's a growl from off-camera, causing her to look away for a moment.]
Hold on.
[The screen is a blur of motion, and finally unceremoniously hits the ground face-up. A thug steps over the screen, swinging at someone off-camera. A gloved hand catches the fist, and two extended fingers strike his forearm with pinpoint precision and lightning speed. He lets out a brief cry of pain as the costumed girl moves forward to strike. She pulls back her arm and clenches her fist and poof! There is suddenly what looks like a teacup in her hand. She pauses ever-so-briefly, and then smashes the cup into her target's face. She steps back and picks up the communicator, staring into it inquisitively.]
Where... am I?
Uh... [There's a brief pause, and another cup of tea appears in her free hand.] ...huh.