Wild Tiger...

[kungfutigress]

Characters: Tigress, and you??!
Time: Crack of Effing Dawn
Location: Wandering Chicago, not far from Michigan Street.
Content: A tiger is loose in Chicago
Format: Prose
Warnings: Tigress may in fact, mess your shit right up.

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I see your tiger and raise you a ninja!

[bailarinja]

The Ninja-Style Dancer had been out on his own this morning, making a few rounds around the city. He had been careful of vampires thus far, thankfully; he didn't have ninja training for nothing, and he wanted to get a better idea of the city around him, if he was going to be stuck here for a while.

He noticed the odd-looking woman prowling through the streets. She looked lost and he felt a bit of concern for her and decided to investigate. He did his best to approach her quickly and carefully, making an effort not to startle her if he could help it; he had a bad habit of sneaking up on people.

Re: I see your tiger and raise you a ninja!

[kungfutigress]

Wrapped up like a shadow-warrior, the man makes a hell of an impression. But he's the first even vaguely familiar thing, and he's built like an ape of some sort, or a monkey with some leg issues, and so Tigress stopped and crouched, allowing him to come closer.

"Hold there," she says once he reaches a distance that is safely within her 'kill zone' but not close to her. "Who are you, and where am I? This is not a city I recognize at all."

It is like Lord Shen rebuilt China, sucking all of the life and poetry and history out of it.

[bailarinja]

The Ninja stopped dead in his tracks, holding his hands up for a moment in compliance. He supposed he did look a little intimidating in his all black clothes, but he couldn't exactly help it. He tilted his head at her a moment, puzzled. He had never seen a woman with the body of a tiger before. But he didn't spend too long staring, lest she misinterperet it. He reached slowly for a cue card from his pocket, unfolding it.

I am the Ninja-Style Dancer. I mean no harm.

He gave her a minute to read it, then turned it over for to answer her second question.

You are in the city of Chicago.

[kungfutigress]

There is a curl of the lips; the Chinese and Japanese have never really known friendship or peace; calling himself ninja earns him the slightest curl of Tigress' lip -- fangs as impressive as any wild beast's in her mouth-- before she calms and reads his second message.

"Chi-Ka-Go? This is not a city I know. Who brought me here?"

[bailarinja]

The ninja shrugs sadly at her next question. He had still yet to hear himself the exact details of this containment in the strange city. He didn't like the way she was looking at him, either. He felt a little uneasy, hoping there was a way to assure her he was trustworthy, or at least defend himself if she should decide to attack.

[kungfutigress]

An answer in no answer. Well then.

"I am Tigress, of the Furious Five. We must attend to the recovery of China in the wake of Lord Shen's attack," she said firmly to the 'ninja'. "I must return in haste."

[bailarinja]

At that, the ninja tilted his head in an attempt to look apologetic, extending another cue card.

We are all trapped here. I do not know how we are to escape.

[kungfutigress]

Tigress is silent, crouched, for some time. This requires thought. If he is what he says he is, he will understand that there is nothing to be done but think.

"Do your people have a leader?" she asks finally. "Of the refugees."

For they are refugees now. To call them prisoners-- well, she is not yet ready for that word to be applied to her.