Virtue [Open]

[Idris Syron]

Idris allowed Gidget another blow, opting to stand by and calculate exactly when he needed to react to her movements, and where she would strike next. It was a tricky situation, to say the least, but he doubted she could inflict any real damage on him in the time it took him to figure out how to combat her.

He acknowledged the cut as if it were a blade of grass brushing against him, and he chuckled.

"Good to know, Gidget," He said with heavy emphasis on her name, extending an arm down to grab hold of one of the chains. "And what time does your daycare close? I can take you back if you'd like." He grinned, slashing the chain downward where he thought she would attempt next.

[Gidget]

Gidget barely managed to dodge the chains, and she ducked to move around him once more. This time, however, she was done. She wanted to end this, and end it quickly. She lifted one arm, holding her fist out. It took no time at all for her arm to separate into three different parts, her hand folding up... and, suddenly, a ball of pure energy exploded from where her hand wrist, the size of her fist.

She made sure not to move far enough away for him to be able to dodge the blast. It felt strange, the reverberations going up into her shoulder. She winced slightly at the feeling as her arm began to slip back into its proper place. She cradled her arm slightly as she jumped back. It was the first time she had ever utilized her bionic arms.

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Bionic Arms:
Gidget's arms are mostly bionic, and only THE MOST perceptive could see close enough to see crease lines where the outer plating connects. The arms house a number of utility devices for connecting to electronics, thread jacks allow Gidget to plug into any electronic device. The wire's can also be used as an extendable electro whip that does her Energy in damage. If people get to close they also have sonic frequency blades that extend from the fore arms like a bat wing that does 125% Gidget's energy in damage. There are also energy canons under her wrists that can fire blasts of electric plasma like a canon ball that does 150% Gidgets energy in damage. Her hands are detachable and she can still control them wirelessly. Offensive abilities can only be used four times a thread before they are out of energy.

Energy: 59
Damage: 88

[Idris Syron]

Before Idris could think to react, there was a blinding light in the corner of his eye, and then, he flew back into the very wall he was using to his advantage before. He had instinctively thrown his arms in front of his face to protect it from the explosion, and while his body was generally pretty durable, he didn't need to check the damage to feel the wounds.

He grunted as he hit the wall, and his head flew back harshly. The chains scraped across the ground, folding into themselves as they too made an impact with the wall. He moved one hand to his side, and lifted it up in front of his face. He smiled at the sight of blood, and turned his attention to Gidget.

"I wonder how the media will react to this. As far as they know, you just attacked a homeless man..." He chuckled, pushing himself out of the indentations he had made in the solid brick wall. He hunched over, pulling his chains forward, towering over Gidget once again.

"You're not a meta, are you? No, you're something much more artificial..." He said, scratching the scruff on his chin, before wheezing slightly. The damage Gidget had inflicted was obvious, but he was clearly used to masking his pain.

"No matter..." He continued under his breath, but the rest of the words would be inaudible.

[Gidget]

"You think I give TWO FLYING FUCKS what the media thinks?!" Gidget shouted back, dancing once more out of his way. She knew very well how to control media attention, and the people of Tent City would never betray her in the first place. If he tried to go out and talk about how some experiment shot a plasma ball at him, they'd either think he was crazy... or the CIA would cover it up before she even needed to worry. And, if for whatever reason they didn't want to...

She had her hand in every pie, as far as this city was concerned.

"I'm not a Meta, no." Why was she bothering to answer his question? She stepped back a bit further, still cradling her arm and holding tightly onto her knife. She glared at him, wondering if she would be able to do it again... and if she did, how much damage could it do? She wanted him gone, but killing him felt like a very bad idea. "But this has nothing to do with Metas. This has literally EVERYTHING to do with CHILDREN. These are MY people, these are MY friends, and these children are INNOCENT! They don't deserve your bullshit."

[Idris Syron]

For each step Gidget took, Idris matched it. He stared her down, a certain hate filled passion in his eyes, as he shambled forward. This... thing was clearly confident, and obviously had plenty of heart to carry forward its beliefs. However, he loathed that idea. He loathed the thought of someone so pathetic and insignificant interfering with his plans, his revolution, his ideal society.

He spat at the ground, meshing his teeth together, before coming to a stop. He exhaled sharply and peeled away what remained of his rags, revealing his injury and the scars that covered his muscular torso.

"You may have today, Gidget," He grumbled, lightly resting a hand on his injury. "You may have your victory and your peace. But I assure you, I will return, and I will not hold back when I do. Hold your loved ones close," He chuckled softly and turned away. "Or I will hold them underneath my foot."

[Gidget]

"Go ahead and fucking try." Gidget sneered at him, watching as he turned away. A part of her wanted to attack him again, just to prove he had no right to threaten her loved ones... but attacking a man who had admitted defeat. She wasn't sure if she could do that. She had her honor, and that outweighed her pride. Still, she refused to relax her posture, just in case he turned around. "I'm not fucking scared of you. You're literally nothing but an overgrown high school bully!"

[Idris Syron]

Idris shook his head with a wide grin on his face, shambling away into one of the many alleyways that made up Tent City. He was fine with allowing Gidget her victory, as long as she knew that she made an enemy out of him, and he was NOT going to be taken lightly.

"Ciao." He called out to her, winking at her with a bright blue eye before vanishing into the shadows.