Pulling her over battered body off the hood of the car, or rather from the back floorboard where the cars hood currently resided, took a monumental amount of effort and the time spent had cost her.<br/><br/>When Thea was finally able to sit up her eyes locked on those of her target as he made haste to get away from her while he still had the advantage. Her eyes tracked his retreating form as he darted quickly into a dark alley. His stressed clothes all but falling from his muscled frame.<br/><br/>Speaking if clothes she needed to ditch the ones she had, as much as she loved her leather it didn't hold up well to the shredding of broken glass and tearing metal. And while there weren't many patrons out tonight they amount of skin she was now showing was indecent.<br/><br/>After fast tracking it back to her bike she was able to change into something else, and while a tight fitted black tank and her well worn Jean's were all time comfort and fit her curvy form in the best of ways there weren't optimal for battle, but it was too late to worry over that now. Good thing her favorite pair of black combat boots made the fall okay, that would have really pissed her off had she been made to toss those as well. As it was she planned on taking out the loss of clothing from her marks hide.<br/><br/>Thea hopped onto her bike, revving the engine and loving the loud growl that reverberated through underground parking garage. As she sped down the city streets, following the pull of power drawing her closer and closer to her prey.<br/><br/>She had to laugh though when that pull lead her to the docks where some rather nice yachts, and wouldn't you know she saw a familiar form getting ready to board one of the fanciest ones out there.<br/><br/>"Now now, you can't want to run off just yet do you? I'm not done playing with you yet." Theas tone was snarky and mocking, but she had to give it to him, he had put up a batter fight than any of her other Mark's had in a long time. Not to mention surprising the hell out of her with the dive he pulled.<br/><br/>She walked towards him saucely, letting her hips away a little more with the movement, her sword still covered in his blood hanging loosely by her side.