" Surely we can talk this out... over coffee?" Damn it, the villains never fall for that! Why the hell does she? Jamie Bondage lets out a high pitched shriek as she falls... onto the floor of an abandoned military base. "What- Oh, so it's a fight to the death with his minions, then, is it?" asks the woman, wearing a black leather catsuit that, in any other profession, would scream 'raging slut', but in her profession, screams 'professional.' To be fair, a professional raging slut, but still. She goes into an impossibly poor martial arts stance. 'I must warn you, I have been trained in the ancient oriental art of<em>Kar-a-te!</em>' she says, doing a few somewhat slow and stumblingly choreographed kicks before sinking back. Considering her rather absurdly full breasts, it's actually rather impressive, in a... sad way. 'Then! Perhaps it's time for you... to take a nap!' she says, and brings her hand down in a karate chop on the Mad Scientist's daughter!<br/><br/>What an utter shame that karate chops to the neck do nothing to non-mooks!