"Yeah, alright..." Spook spoke as casually as she could, her eyes drifting from the woman's mirrored visor to the pointing gun. Her fingers clenched for a moment, the damaged cybernetics sorting through the signals her brain was sending before releasing her grip. The SMG dropped to the street with a clatter and she held up her hand to show it was empty. Beneath her calm exterior, her thoughts were a mess. WatchTower's goon had arrived so quickly, was their response time that good or had they already been in the area before she'd fired? More importantly, were there more of them headed in Black Cat's direction? She might never find out, it was all going to depend on what this woman's orders were.<br/><br/>"So. Come here often?" Spook glanced about the area without turning her head, looking for anything she could use to her advantage. Trying to take on even a single enforcer was a crapshoot at the best of times. Running would get her gunned down. The ganger's bike off to the side might have been tempting, if only she had two good arms and any experience driving one.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>