<div class="floatleft">(http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u133/kokotigress/female%20characters/vixen3_zps9829dfa9.jpg) </div><hr/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">  <strong> Name: Mari Jiwe McCabe / Vixen</strong><br/>  <strong>Location: Metropolis Harbor</strong> <br/>  <strong>Tagging: Open</strong>  <br/></span></span><hr/>Mari had called it. Trouble had a way of making itself known without one actually looking for it. It had always been her experience. As attacks broke out--not one but two--chaos erupted as people scrambled to get away from the danger.  With her human eyesight it wasn't difficult to spot the two beacons of trouble however, knowing which way to go was impossible right off.<br/><br/><em>"Oh geez..."</em>Her agent exclaimed, looking for somewhere to take cover.<br/><br/>He didn't even notice the way Mari simply went still, her face a mask of intense concentration as she whispered,<strong>"Sight of an Eagle."</strong>Instantly her vision sharpens and the world explodes with a clarity that is simply foreign to most humans. With ease she can make out the tentacles surfacing in the harbor, even through the pandemonium of the panicking crowd around her. She also spots Superman before turning to look toward where she'd seen the arc of violet light in time to see a giant green fist appear.<br/><br/>It is more curiosity than anything that decides for her. Her agent scrambles off, not even looking at her. With disgust, Mari uses the confusion to slip away to some place where she can shed the outer layer of her clothing. Reappearing she tugs on her connection to the red, calling on the speed of a cheetah before taking off toward the harbor and those tentacles. While Superman might be there, there also seemed to be another threat for him to deal with and there were a lot of Coast Guards that could use a little help.