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[catwoman]

"Oh, you know better than that," Catwoman said, her eyes gentle and teasing. "The jewels are no more the prize than thievery is the game."

She had thought he would have figured that much out already. The jewels were just a piece of bait which drew the players into the game. The prize was the experience itself; the thrill of the hunt and the thrill of the chase that followed. These jewels were reaping rewards a-plenty, whether she ended up with them or not. The jewels were not the reward for him, either. He had started out with her being the reward, or more specifically, her capture. Now, she wasn't quite sure what he was after. Maybe to tame a feral kitty-cat? He would be disappointed.

"Only cats decide when they want to be touched," she said, her tone mockingly apologetic.

Her muscles were tense and ready for the next attempt. She was certain it was forthcoming. She could already see the "misleading" stillness he was willing into his muscles, a stillness not unlike that of a tiger preparing to strike. Of course, it seemed a little out of place coming from a wolf-boy. Wolves weren't the wait-and-strike type. They wore down their prey in a cross-country chase until they were tired enough to put up little resistance. Fortunately for felines, cats could usually outmanouver the wolves long before that happened.

[William Talbot]

Will smirked up at her, his head tilting ups slightly as he nodded with understanding; "Oh so its that kind of game then, well... Then shall we go on?" he said as he shifted all his weight onto one foot and smirked even bigger at her before he redistributed it to both feet and launched himself back up to her level, landing right next to her with a wink as he dove his head in and planted a kiss on her cheek a heartbeat before he bent back and spun away laughing, his true speed at last coming into play, his vistage now a blur of heat and motion many supers would struggle tracking, his feet planted firmly as he back peddled to the very corner of the building and smirked, standing fully and resting his fist low on his hips; "Heh, how about a new game, and the prize isn't just the chase, but dinner, winner picks, looser buys... Hmm? I mean, you're very good at keep-away, but can you hunt as well as you dodge? I promise not to overpower you, honest."
He crossed his heart with two fingers that then went into a boyscout pledge and lastly salute before he gave her a knowing smirk once more and whispered to her; "Or I could always just give you a five second head start..."

[catwoman]

"How do I know you won't have me arrested the second I take off my mask?" she asked, tilting her head. "I hear the service is lousy in jail."

He was such a quick wolf-boy. It might be fun to take him up on his offer, but it wasn't worth the loss of her freedom. Her freedom from society and conformity was what gave her power. Besides, she'd loved Tom. God knew she'd loved him. But she had known she would never fit in his world, a world based on laws and the black and white. She had let him go to spare him the choice of turning a blind eye. How did she always end up tempting the boys on the side of the law? If she let herself go forward with this boy, it would be the same situation, even if he was a little less business-like than Tom had been.

Focus. She had to focus. If she got distracted, it would be all that he needed to get her pinned.

"Besides, the cat hunting the wolf? Seems a little backward to me."

[William Talbot]

Will shifted his weight and then bent to the side, going into a lazy handstand, his gaze shifting off behind him to the street below, his arms pumping lightly, rocking his body side to side.

"Hmm, at this point, doing that would kill all the fun, and after what all I've been through, a little fun is in good order. Granted I prefer more legal based and humanitarian driven forms of fun, but then if no one's getting hurt, fun is fun anyway you slice it right?"

He bent his arms and lowered himself down flipping into a crouched position, his forearms resting on his knees as he took a deep breath of the cooling night air then huffed it out, his breath almost steaming with heat before he winked at her and waved his had, a shimmering of light and heat dancing between them as he spoke; "Besides kitten-kat, do you really think you would have gotten this far if I had thought you where a hardened criminal looking to unravel the fabric of Jump? Hardly..."


He then stood and smiled at her, almost wistfully before looking off over the city and sighing out; "No, you're just out here playing by you're own rules, not meaning harm to anyone, but not standing idly by as things happen... You're your own person, and that's fine, so long as you don't break all the rules at least."

[catwoman]

"Do you think that I would still be here if I thought you were out to shoot first and ask questions later?" she countered with an alluring smile.

She stroked the whip at her side as she looked at the moon for a moment. The night was her domain. Very few humans could see in the dark, and the cover of night often helped her to escape when she needed to. However, this wolf probably could see in the dark as well. Maybe not as well as she could, but well enough that a moon would be plenty of light for her to see her if she left. However, it wasn't entirely a bluff. If she felt threatened, she could use the city like a jungle gym.

"The greatest gift of a cat woman is freedom from the standards of society," she said, quoting what Ophelia Powers had told her a few years ago. "Sometimes I'm bad, but only as bad as I wanna be."

She looked back at Blaze with a serious light in her brown eyes for once. She was sure he could understand her thinking, even if he didn't entirely agree with it.

"You can't tell me that you would follow the rules if you didn't believe in them," she said. "For people like you and I, the rules are less important than what we think is right."

[William Talbot]

Will looked up at the moon as well, as she spoke, his lips parting at the corner as his smirk shifted to the other side of his mouth, his eyes still glowing softly in the moonlight as he considered her words and nodded slowly, his voice soft, soothing, and almost hypnotic as he spoke in reply; "Hmm... and I'm only as good as I try to be... You're right, some rules are meant to be broken, but some are sound and true, no matter your view, still, freedom is a right, a gift not to be wasted foolishly..."


Blaze looked to Catwoman, an understanding look on his face as he crouched down again and blinked slowly in thought before he smiled a bit toothy grin at her and waved his hand out over the skyline laughing; "Well? You get a five second lead on me, starting now..."

Hey, they where both right in this, so why not have some fun?

[catwoman]

Catwoman looked up, smelling something distasteful. Her nose wrinkled as she recognized rain-scent. Looking back at Blaze and then at the horizon, she took off suddenly, flinging herself from the ledge to the next building and racing off just as the first drops of rain began to fall. She hated the rain. It was like someone put a thick blanket on the world. Her eyes were drawn by the movement and she couldn't smell anything, so she felt blind and like an anosmiac, since she couldn't smell anything but the rain. Slipping off of the roof top smoothly, she dropped onto the fire escape and looked into the window of an apartment.

Cutting a hole in the window with her nails, she unlocked the window and let herself in, out of the rain. She shivered and closed the window before opening her mouth to taste the air. The scents that hit her palette were reassuring. There was the scent of several people and cigarette smoke, but they were stale scents. These people hadn't been there for a couple of weeks at least. But she had to keep moving. The circle cut out of the window would give her away. Opening the door, she headed down the hall until she came to the heating closet. Climbing carefully up the equipment, she slipped in between the pipe and the sizable hole surrounding it. Someone really should've fired their contractors.

Even so, the hole was barely large enough for her to fit through. She was stuck in between the brick wall and the dry wall about a foot away. Well, not stuck. She could still manouver well enough. She pulled herself upward until she came to the attic of the building and extricated herself from the "crawl space". Even if he could smell her going up into the hole, there was no way to follow. She stood still with the patience that only a cat could muster, not moving for at least fifteen minutes so that she could hear if he came.

[William Talbot]

Blaze watched her take off, even as he smelled the rain moving in, a smirk playing on his lips as she dashed off, his foot tapping lightly on the roof at a steady rate, once a second until five taps had passed, then he dove down and raced after her, tracking her by scent, which soon wasn't as fast as he would have liked, and once the rain started he soon lost the scent, but by dumb luck saw the hold in the glass of a door, and he guessed she had gotten in out of the rain that way.

Following his gut and senses, he soon was crouched looking at a closet door, sniffing and looking and probing for any trace of her, and while he found some, he soon realized that short of smashing up the place, he had lost her trail, even when he was fairly sure he could hear her heart beating, but with the noise of the heating unit, and other utility's, plus the rain and light thunder, and people, soon his had a hard time picking it out over all the background noise, so he sighed and shrugged, calling out; "Guess you won this time Kitty-cat, see ya' 'round..."

And with that, he walked down the hall to the stairs, went down, and exited through the back, out into the cool evening rainstorm...