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[Kit looks tired and pale. She's been working on recovering from her pounding at the hands of the local thugs, but she still has a ways to go. And she has a problem.]
Okay, cards on the table. I give up on my secret identity. Can't do it.
[Oh, for a city of a million people and a hypnotist for a partner. We never know what we've got until it's gone.]
Anyway. I understand there are some decent scientists around. I got caught in a nasty ambush and my suit took a real beating. My gliding membranes are torn, I blew something in one of my static shoes... Heck, there are just some bullet holes that need dealing with. I also could use help getting my grapple gun back into usable condition, though I might be able to figure that one out on my own. And I have one knockout gas grenade left, so if anyone could work backwards from there...
Right. Fact is, I'm the danger and daring-do half of the equation. Left my mad professor back home, y'see. Can anybody lend a hand?
Okay, cards on the table. I give up on my secret identity. Can't do it.
[Oh, for a city of a million people and a hypnotist for a partner. We never know what we've got until it's gone.]
Anyway. I understand there are some decent scientists around. I got caught in a nasty ambush and my suit took a real beating. My gliding membranes are torn, I blew something in one of my static shoes... Heck, there are just some bullet holes that need dealing with. I also could use help getting my grapple gun back into usable condition, though I might be able to figure that one out on my own. And I have one knockout gas grenade left, so if anyone could work backwards from there...
Right. Fact is, I'm the danger and daring-do half of the equation. Left my mad professor back home, y'see. Can anybody lend a hand?