#evil!cat

@notquiteahitman

“Now don’t worry,” said Cat when she heard Josh start to stir. He was secured to a dentist chair with a combination of zip ties and duct tape. “I know people hate the dentist. But that’s not what we’re here for. Office was closed down.” She started unpacking her kit; she’d made sure to be behind Josh, so he could wonder what was going on.

“So you’re Josh Wills, then? You know most people have given you up for dead. Breslin thought it was worth a few more looks, though, and I happen to be a rather good tracker. I’m Cat, pleased to meet you.” She spent a few more minutes just carefully clicking bits of metal together, for the suspense. “So yeah, don’t worry, not going to be doing any dental work today.”

She’d been waiting a few hours on the fire escape when he finally walked down the alleyway. She’d almost started to worry that her research had been wrong. But it never was. The sight match was a good one, but he also matched the scent of the sample she’d been given. That and red wine, which would make things easier.

Her drop was silent. Left arm around the neck. Legs around the waist. Right hand covering his mouth and nose with a rag soaked in chloroform. It would mean she’d have to drag him around, but that was easier than managing an unpredictable mutant around the city.

“Sleeeeep, Da Vinci,” she hissed into his ear. “This will be easier on both of us if you sleep.”

@feuertanzer You asked for it ;)

 Cat tracked the man, moving silently through the low branches of the trees. He had been easy to find. Tall, long coat, strawberry blonde hair…breathed fire for a living. The idea that he had some power over the element, that he actually spoke to the flames, had given her some pause, but her employer had assured her that he was no fighter. Easy prey. The proof would be the scars on his face, and those, too, had made him easy to find.

He was making camp in the woods…who in the world did that? Besides her; and she had her reasons.

She waited until his breathing slowed with sleep to make her move. He’d likely be a light sleeper, but she had surprise and her vision on her side. She dropped from the trees like a panther, hoping to knock the wind out of him and pin his with her weight, and to get at least one hand around his throat.