David
*Due to her ability to fly and her increased vision, Harpy rarely found herself on the ground for longer than a few minutes at a time. Though when she wasn't flying she was typically on the roof of a skyscraper conserving her stamina. This time she was eating food, snacking on a sub she got from a sandwich store earlier that day.* 

*Nothing much was happening, as far as she could see or hear at least. There were a couple load cars and the ever present sound of construction that buildings always seemed to be undergoing. There was a certain ability to appreciate the hustle and bustle of a city that one had to truly appreciate having. Though she realized she shouldn't be watching so leisurely. However, she was essentially on her lunch break, not that that was a good excuse to slack.* 

"Too much mayo.."
Ann
Jane found herself slowly pushing a shopping cart through the streets, unseen by many of those on the streets though not by any power, simply a lack of care. She had been in search of the usual resources for back at the homeless camp plus perhaps a few recyclables to exchange for some coins. Other than that it was just another day, and it would not be until later she had to do her usual expiration dumpster run or whatever caper she decided on for the night.
Monte
As the two capes went about their lives the monotonous sounds of the city were interrupted by the sounds of powerful combustion engines roaring in the distance. Whatever was making the noise was quite far away but it sounded as though they were getting closer. 

A moment after the sounds were first heard, crashes and tyres screeching could be heard. Quite the commotion was occurring but it was impossible to tell exactly what from where the two capes were.
David
*The roar of powerful engines wasn't something too uncommon to come across in New London. Some people liked hotrods and would mod their cars only to show them off with excessively loud engines and flashy decals. However, it was the sound of screeching and crashes that got Harpy's attention. It wasn't like the crash happened and then all the commotion seemed to stop, Harpy perceived it to continue just fine. She figured she'd need to get a better look at it.* 

*Leaving her sub on the roof, she jumped off the skyscraper and immediately moved to gain height and travel towards the source of the noise. Hopefully her eyes would be able to spot what was going on far earlier than her having to get too close. She was quite fond of thinking of some stuff before charging in planless.*
Ann
Jane stopped where she was as the sound built up, the roars getting closer and closer causing her to try and look across in the direction, and then another, the sounds echoing around making it difficult to pinpoint them. Pushing her cart into an alleyway, she went to done her costume regardless and attempt to climb up the roof. Her hands seemed to shift slightly with a wince, small spikes of bone protroding from the pads of her fingers and palms to help her scale upwards, hoping to get a better view of the local area.
Monte
Harpy took the air rising higher and higher giving her a clear birds eye view of the area. From this height it didn't take her long to spot the source of the commotion. Speeding through the city streets was a large vehicle covered in spikes with violent flames spurting out behind. Atop the vehicle holding on to a metal bar welded to the roof was a woman in overalls and a welding mask. A short distance behind two police cars turned a corner and turned their sirens on as the followed.

Jane took a little longer to get to a high vantage point having to change into her costume as well. As such she couldn't get visual confirmation of what was going down but she could see Harpy flying in the air.
David
*Oh great, it was exactly as I'd expected. And there were cops around, that was more that Harpy had to worry about in terms of preserving life. She decided to climb a little bit higher before letting herself plunge. It was a controlled fall, and she made sure to angle her wings forward as to give herself forward momentum, a very steep glide if you will. She was strong enough to withstand landing on top of the speeding vehicle, and at the trajectory she was going that would be the case. She didn't know what she'd do after that, or if it was even wise to do so. She assumed that there were plenty of weapons aboard that car, or else they were just doing the world's hottest and noisiest public disturbance.*

*She doubted if they didn't notice her approach, she aimed to land right next to the lady on top, ideally on top of her as to easily dispatch of one of the suspects immediately. She was against killing, but severely maiming and crippling for life was on the table, so she didn't aim to sink any talons into flesh for now. During her descent, she looked around to get a better grasp on the environment, and that was when she spotted Jane. Not paying much mind to her, Harpy assumed it was another friendly cape willing to aid a helping hand to the public.*
Monte
The woman in the welding mask was seemingly unaware of Harpy's descent, the capes dive seeming certain to be on target. Then without warning she reached down and pulled a lever to her side. The vehicle she was on shifted and launched some other device forward between her legs. Both the woman and devices moved forwards hitting the road in front of her which then shifted in the familiar form of a motorcycle.

*"FUCK YOU TWEETY!"*

She held a middle finger out towards Harpy for a moment, before turning back and pressing a button on the handlebars of her bike. Multiple sets of spike strips ejected from the rear of the vehicle expanding across the road just in front of the vehicle Harpy was now perched atop off.
David
"That wasn't very nice to say. And it's not Tweety it's Harpy.. I'm not a cartoon bird I'm a mythical monster!" *Harpy rebuked back at the now motorcyclist. She saw the handle press and the rows and rows of spike strips being deployed. That wasn't good at all, especially at the speed she was going, and she also had to worry about the cop cars. She had two possible answers to this situation in her mind.* 

*First she contemplated grabbing the car by the rear with her talons and expanding her wings to act as a parachute. Her other option was to get down in front of her it and tear up the asphalt with her talons while pushing against the speeding locomotive. Both of these options had their problems and it was mainly due to she didn't know how fast she could cause it to slow down. But she had no time to waste and she took a gamble.* 

*Stepping back and hooking all of her feet talons on the rear end of the vehicle, she expanded her wings and tried to catch as much air as possible and slow it down. Chances are that if she slowed it down now it wouldn't come back and harm innocent civilians that are unfortunate enough to be caught in the crossfire.*
Monte
Like a drogue shoot Harpy's wings caught the wind creating an excessive amount of drag as the vehicle moved further down the road. It wasn't enough to stop it completely but by the it reached the spike traps it had slowed enough that it came to a sputtering halt. Far better than what could have happened.

"*Whatever you say Tweety!*"

The capes shout was followed by a almost child like laugh of joy. Suddenly she drifted to the right and began to drive straight towards a building. Rather than slow and try to avoid the collision she began to speed up, seconds before impact she shouted out.

"*Come on Tweety! Let's go somewhere fun!*"

She kicked a level on the side of the bike and the whole thing seemed to jump into the air. The tyres shifted to a horizontal orientation and began to spin, making a sound reminiscent of a turbine as the bike and its rider launched into the air.
David
*The instant she felt the vehicle come to a stop she rushed to pile strength in her legs before springboarding herself off of it. Her plan was to attack from above one more time, but after seeing the lady turn the corner and begin flying she had a change of plans.* 

"HEY! You could've hurt people back there! This isn't something to take so lightly!" 

*"Tweety" Barked at the crazed driver. She was starting to become frustrated with the lack of concern and disregard for others she was displaying. But still, as a Hero she couldn't let her anger get the better of her. She was still at a higher altitude, but she didn't know how long that would be the case.*

*Timing her wing beats to maximize her forward momentum, the aim was to catch up to the airborne vehicle and grab on to the bulk of its build to interfere with their movement. If she could do that, ideally she could arrest this person from there.*
Monte
"*Bitch please! They should stay out of the way if they don't want to get hurt!*"

She reved the engine and begun to accelerate as Harpy grasped the rear of the flying bike, the whole vehicle jerking at the sudden increase in weight and drag caused by the addition of the hero.

"*What the?!*"

The rider turned to look at Harpy clearly surprised that she had straight up grabbed her bike and swung her fist towards the Hero's face.

"*Get fucked!*"
David
*Harpy saw it coming, but even though she saw it coming clear as day she didn't know what to do about it. Not because she's terrible in hand to hand combat, but because she was so dumbfounded that their first instinct was to punch them. What was that going to accomplish? She didn't block the punch or anything, she let it connect with her face and go through. But the fact that she was a Brute made any regular person's punch feel like a slap more than anything.* 

"That was fucking stupid." *She said aloud, turning her face back to glare right at the lady. What Harpy was about to do played into her more reckless and sinister urges, but at this point she had full control of the situation. Releasing her left arm from the machine, she brandished her talons on one another before unleashing a series of slashes at the back wheel. It was currently providing lift to her vehicle, so if she got rid of that than the lady was entirely at Harpy's mercy.* 

"You're not very smart for a tinker. But I guess that doesn't mean you're also a thinker."
Monte
"*Smart? Come on! A Girl just wants to have fun!*"

Seeing as her punch was ineffectual and her bird cape was now tearing at her vehicle her hand tightened around the handle bar of her bike as she hoisted herself up slightly. Raising her free hand to her head she gave a mock salute.

"*Catch me if you can Tweety!*"

And with that comment she dived from her bike and began to fall to the ground below. Both of her hands closed with the middle finger extended in the direction of the flying Hero.
David
*What. She just.. Jumped off? Harpy was visibly confused, she immediately went to grab at the girl but failed to claw over in time to stop her descent. This wasn't going to be good. She just got done rending one of the propulsion devices on the vehicle, so it wasn't going to be able to continue its ascent.. And now she had to worry about a potential suicide by cape on her hands. She turned around and stared at the floor as she and the vehicle began their descent.. Spotting a couple dozen below directly below. She was a relatively new cape, but she could immediately tell this was a classic trolley problem that her father warned her about over and over.*

*A million thoughts a second raced through Harpy's mind. Should she throw the vehicle at the building, hope it breaks a window or a wall and doesn't harm anyone inside while she's able to fly down and catch the girl? Perhaps she should forsake the vehicle entirely and save the girl, betting on the fact that the vehicle wouldn't harm anyone down there? Lastly, should she focus on bringing the vehicle down safely and let the girl fall to her death.. All possibilities she thought of. Immediately she ruled out the second option, she wouldn't dare risk the lives of innocents if she could help it, her morals wouldn't let her. Nor did they let her throw away someone's life like that, anyone's life. She couldn't let herself take risks like the first option either.. But fuck it!*

*Springing to action, she used the talons on her feet to claw at the vehicle and firmly grasp it with them, sinking her razor sharp claws into it so that it wouldn't dare move much at all. Than, she coiled up her wings and pushed herself downwards, looking to accelerate as fast as possible with gravity to catch up and grab at the falling girl before she splat. The idea was that if she could keep the vehicle under control and attempt to save her at the same time, than she should. It was her job as a hero to do all that was possible.*
Monte
Harpy's grasping talons wrapped around the bike. Holding tightly as the feathered cape pulled her wings close and began to dive towards the falling villain. Like a falcon diving for prey she closed the distance to her target. Reaching out she caught the falling villain whos arms wrapped around Harpy's neck.

"*Oh my hero! Catching after I tripped!*"

It was only now that Harpy would realise a problem. With the bike in her talons and the villain clutching tightly too her she weighed far more than she was used to. The ground grew ever closer and despite her best attempts she didn't seem to be slowing.
David
*Shit, this wasn't good at all. Her wings weren't catching enough air quick enough, and she couldn't magically grow bigger. People beneath her at risk of getting crushed by her and the bike, and she needed to slow down immediately. She wanted to avoid this but at this rate she had no other option.* 

*Flapping her wings to grow closer to the building, turned around and engaged her wings to catch as much air as possible. At the same time she dug her hands' claws into the building, rending its walls but more importantly slowing her down (she hoped). She also drove the vehicle into the wall beneath her, further trying to slow herself down before she came crashing too hard into the ground.* 

"Hold on tight bitch!" *The villainess already seemed to be doing that, but it was a phrase that came out out of habit. The loud sounds she was making with her claws digging in and the vehicle grinding against the wall, she hoped to draw enough attention to her to get people to notice before it was too late to get out of the way.*
Monte
"*I won't let go!*"

The villain held on tight, almost crushing Harpy as the two entwined capes fell closer to the earth below. This tight hold only grew tighter as the feathered hero plunged her talons into the wall followed shortly after by swinging the bike into the same wall in an attempt to slow their descent.

What followed was the continual sound of smashing glass and twisting metal. As awful as the sound was, her plan seemed to be working. They were still falling but at a slower, less fear inducing speed.

With a crash, the two capes and motorbike smashed into the ground below. Thankfully clear of any civilians. Harpy and the villain were in a mangled heap on the ground and sirens could be heard in the distance.
David
*Harpy panted and heaved gasps of air, gasps of relief. You don't realize how much someone can tense their every muscle and fiber until you're out of a deadly situation. She felt her entire body relax, and some of the exhaustion kicked in. She was very tired, but her duty wasn't done yet. She had to complete her job. Looking down, she saw the heap of destruction in beneath her. Looking up, she saw the destruction she wrought on the building above. Finally, looking around would reveal to her the civilians, unharmed. Grabbing the lawbreaking lady and pushing her off, making sure not to hurt her, Harpy stood and spoke to the civilians.* 

"Is everybody okay?! Is anybody hurt?!" *She almost cried out, she couldn't see any damages to anybody, but the eyes never tell the whole story. She couldn't afford to unmorph yet, she knew that the energy she had expended far outweighed her normal stamina reserves, she'd collapse on the ground if she did. Though finally, she turned to the lady once more. Making sure she was still there. She had felt angry at the woman, how could she so recklessly endanger the lives of so many? But for now, she was only relieved, it seemed she hadn't done too bad of a job. She might have to take some extra hours to help repair the building, but, that was fine by her.*
Monte
"*Such a caring hero, and here I thought you only had eyes for me?*"

Her voice resonated in such a way that one could easily imagine her pouting face accompanied by her batting her eyelashes. She pulled herself closer to Harpy's ear.

"*We've been through such strenuous activity and you haven't even asked my name yet? How rude!*"

She let go and jumped back, shaking her head in disappointment.

"*You can call me Ratchet, the only question I have for you is are you going to try and take me in or be a good birdy and let me go and prepare for our second date?*"

Ratchet looked down at her chest as she fiddled with a lose button on her costume, clearly not paying too much attention to the world around her. As they spoke the ever present sound of sirens seemed to be getting closer and closer.
David
*So Ratchet was her name.. That was kind of funny. Harpy turned to face her, her legs beginning to ache and her body turned heavy. Very briefly her angered returned, it didn't last. She was too relaxed to muster that wrath, so she appeared nonchalant and exhausted. She looked at Ratchet, taking in all of her appearance in minute detail. Her hair, costume, voice, skin.. The whole package. She wasn't ugly. She didn't bother to respond to her, knowing that whomever rode those sirens would take her away. That was of course, until the word 'birdy' escaped her mouth..*

"Its NOT BIRDY!" *She exclaimed with her whole body, the fibers in her muscles tensing as she lunged towards the girl. Her wings opened, her talons dug into the ground, her feathers stood on end.. And within the next instant they were all gone. One moment Ratchet faced a claw approaching her chest, the next it was a human hand that landed on her foot. Harpy was flat on the ground, her bird features morphing back into her human form and revealing how she properly looked. She was already on her last legs of stamina, so a stray emotion and an angry reflex was enough to push her past her limit. She was passed out. She would fail to catch her today.*

"Zzzz.."
Monte
"*Oh? Nighty Night then. See ya around Birdy.*"

The last thing Harpy could see before her eyes closed was Ratchet walking away. Then darkness took her.

Something prodded her face. It happened again. She could feel movement around her and the sounds of voices. Harpy's eyes flicked open to find a woman in a old fashioned nurses outfit crouched beside her. A band on her arm displaying Vanguards symbol, a Grey V over a vertical sword. Behind her several police officers stood next to their vehicles talking to members of the public.

"*I told you she wasn't dead D.*"

The woman in the nurse out fit spoke, her eyes looking above before dropping back down to Harpy.

"*You alright? You didn't look to hurt and from what people said you kinda just collapsed after carrying a motorbike down?*"

As she spoke another figure slowly fell from the sky and landed next to who could only be Panpharmacon. A pink and blue cape bellowing in the Wind, a wide smile on Dreadnoughts face.

"*Yeah I was worried you might be seriously hurt. Why I grabbed Panpan here to help you out.*"
David
"Hnng.." *Harpy felt like shit, to put it lightly. Her body ached from the exertion, but luckily nothing was broken. She looked at Panpharmacon, she didn't immediately recognize it was her, but Harpy's memories of researching Vanguard's capes eventually kicked in. She looked to the other cape who descended down, she was immediately recognized.*

"Agh.. I'm fine. Everything hurts.." 

 *Harpy herself was independent, a small fry cape compared to them. Holy shit, Vanguard was here, hopefully she'd make a good impression by capturing that villa-.* 

"Oh shit. Did I catch her? Did I catch Ratchet?" *She struggled out, immediately sitting up and looking around frantically, trying to find her prize. There was no luck, she couldn't see her anywhere.* 

"Dammit." *Harpy couldn't bother to shout or exclaim anything at the moment. A terrible first impression to make.*
Monte
"*Eh don't worry too much. You did something just as good really.*"

Dreadnought reached over harpy grabbing something from behind the cape. Behind her Harpy could feel something move for a moment as the Vanguard cape pulled the object into view. That object being Ratchet's tinker tech motorcycle which was now held under Dreadnoughts arm.

"*You captured their tinker tech. This stuff isn't easy for them to replace and to top it off there is a bounty out for Illegal tinker tech. Which happens to include all tinker tech created by villains.*"

The healer who up until this point had been crouching by Harpy's side stood up, dusting the dirt off her knees as she did.

"*Well you seem to be okay physically, or at least anything my regen can heal has been healed. I'm gonna check on the nearby civilians.*"

She gave Dreadnought a peck on the cheek before moving away towards a group of civilians being interviewed by police. It was hard to tell by one could swear the Alexandria packages smile got even bigger.

"*Isn't she just the best? Anyway talking about the bike you have two options really. One you can keep it. Although you don't look like a tinker so I doubt you would be able to maintain it. Or you could hand it over to us to receive the bounty on tinker tech, I've had the Utopia give me a quick valuation and this thing seems full of tech so you'd be looking at around £2,500*"
David
*Harpy was at least relieved to hear that she was still in the clear. Not bothering to look back, she had assumed whatever it was that moved was the bike, and her assumption was correct. She took note of how dreadnought lifted it, that's some strength if she's ever seen any. Her body still hurt, but suddenly it just went away?* 

"Ohh, thank you." *She thanked Panpharmacon, she felt good as new all of a sudden. That was nice. She stood up, now fully seeing the height difference between the two of them. Harpy was half a foot shorter. Listening to what she had to say, Harpy barely even gave it a thought before she answered.* 

"I have bills to pay so I'll take the money please. And uh, sorry about the building." *She continued, looking up to see the destruction she had a direct hand in causing. She wasn't perfect, so this was sorta inevitable, but she still felt she could've done far better.*
Monte
"*Thought as much, most independents appreciate getting money at least to start with. Tinker tech great and all but has a tendency to break pretty quickly.*"

She reached up to her ear pressing the earpiece she had nestled into it.

"*NT you there? I need you to authorise a Independent hero commission.*"

Dreadnought floated off as she spoke to whoever it was on the other end of the line before seemingly remembering she was actually meant to be talking to Harpy. She slowly dropped back to the ground.

"*So uh yeah here's my contact details if you don't receive payment within five working days give me a call and let me know. You should head home and get some rest for now though*"
David
*Harpy didn't look down from the building she caused damage to to notice Dreadnought beginning her ascent away before coming back. Harpy looked down when the cape mentioned their contact information and to contact them in the case of a lack of payment. She was relieved to see that she was the only person too upset about the building, maybe it wasn't so bad. She shouldn't make it a habit though.*

*Jotting down the contact info to her phone, Harpy gave a smile back to the vanguard cape as she put her phone away.* "Thanks for the help!" *Harpy spoke, realizing she was a bit too loud in their face after she spoke. It was evident on her face, she almost tried to cower within her own skin from the embarrassment. She looked around her, seeing the commotion before turning to face the building once more. She didn't even realize she was still in her costume until know.*

"I better get undressed and tend to my gear. Thanks for your time." *Harpy spoke, not bothering to look at Dreadnought until after. She gave a wave before walking off. Her tone was exhausted, she wasn't physically tired in any way, but it was clear there was stress on her mind.*