Back in Black
Tiny Powers and Super Powered Women
chapter 15
by
copier
· original author:
venividivici45
Despite having a weeklong lead-up to your meeting, your time was still spent in a somewhat frantic state. Although you had several backup suits, the 'stress-test' the last had gone through showed the need for greater improvements and new gadget loadouts, which took up the majority of your time.
Of course, that tinkering was also interspersed with frequent showers, and yet the faint scent of stale sweat still lingered on your flesh like a limpet. Resigning yourself to the fact, you buried yourself in your work.
Eventually, your hard work paid off. Your new suit was slicker and more form fitting, replacing the leathery texture with something smoother, slicker, and hopefully less likely to stick when wet or compressed.
Tucked neatly into your new utility belt were several gadgets of your own design: A grappling hook with additional cable, electrified stun-cuffs, smoke pellets, glue grenades, flashbangs, and a variety of mask filters for smoke and toxins.
Thus suited up and kitted out, you shrunk down before diving down your launch tunnel, activating your glider, and speeding off toward downtown Yorktropolis, and your rendezvous with destiny.
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As you reached the top of the Mid-Town Tower, the sun was just reaching its zenith, and the noise of the city drifted across the skyline. Folding your glider wings back into your suit, you took a quick look around the rooftop. Seeing no-one around, you sat down on the edge of the skyscraper and surveyed the city.
In your currently tiny form, it seemed to stretch on forever, promising endless opportunities for adventure and excitement. In the distance, you could just make out the rising spire of your company’s office tower, rising up above the skyline. Grinning to yourself, you remembered your first attempt at corporate espionage, and how much of a disaster that had been. You’d come a long way since then, and with any luck, no-one would ever know about your past escapades.
While you’re distracted by your thoughts…
Of course, that tinkering was also interspersed with frequent showers, and yet the faint scent of stale sweat still lingered on your flesh like a limpet. Resigning yourself to the fact, you buried yourself in your work.
Eventually, your hard work paid off. Your new suit was slicker and more form fitting, replacing the leathery texture with something smoother, slicker, and hopefully less likely to stick when wet or compressed.
Tucked neatly into your new utility belt were several gadgets of your own design: A grappling hook with additional cable, electrified stun-cuffs, smoke pellets, glue grenades, flashbangs, and a variety of mask filters for smoke and toxins.
Thus suited up and kitted out, you shrunk down before diving down your launch tunnel, activating your glider, and speeding off toward downtown Yorktropolis, and your rendezvous with destiny.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------
As you reached the top of the Mid-Town Tower, the sun was just reaching its zenith, and the noise of the city drifted across the skyline. Folding your glider wings back into your suit, you took a quick look around the rooftop. Seeing no-one around, you sat down on the edge of the skyscraper and surveyed the city.
In your currently tiny form, it seemed to stretch on forever, promising endless opportunities for adventure and excitement. In the distance, you could just make out the rising spire of your company’s office tower, rising up above the skyline. Grinning to yourself, you remembered your first attempt at corporate espionage, and how much of a disaster that had been. You’d come a long way since then, and with any luck, no-one would ever know about your past escapades.
While you’re distracted by your thoughts…
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