The sudden activation of the wall communicator startled Dominique, and she stumbled out of her one-legged pose and sat on the bed, looking at the display.

"God, I knew this would happen," she muttered as she saw Charlotte's frightened face and the notice of her kidnapping. Domi's eyes bulged when she saw the bounty offered - that Leopold must be way too wealthy for his own good!

Dominique sat on the bed and thought for a moment. The girl had been irritating, sure, but for that much money and a chance to say "I told you so!" Domi had to try and find her. But she had to move quickly.

Over her black panties and bra she slipped her skin tight black jumpsuit, made of a carbon-fiber weave. In respect to the weather, she put on a large black trenchcoat over her armor, clasping it closed at the front. She had her small pistol easily accessible, and a long knife strapped to her shapely thigh. She was ready.

Dominique hurried through the crowds, not caring who she bumped into. She knew that if she wanted a realistic chance of finding this girl, she needed to get out of the city and start looking quickly, before the kidnappers had a chance to cover their tracks or the rain washed away any possible clues.

Finally reaching the outskirts of the city, Dominique curses as she sees the checkpoint ahead of her. She digs in her pocket, pulling out her ADD card to flash to the officials. They tell her that outside the city walls she has no legal protection, and warn her against venturing out alone unless absolutely necessary.

"This is necessary," Dominique said, picturing herself scolding the little brat once she had rescued her. "I don't have time to wait for ADD approval or backup. I'm going out there."

The checkpoint opened, and Dominique ran down the rough road out of the city. Behind her, the creatures who worked the checkpoint were debating whether they would ever see her again.

Dominique ran through the barren terrain outside of the city. She felt like she was getting closer now. She had just destroyed a sensor that she suspected belonged to the kidnappers she was looking for. It couldn't be much further now.

The muscular agent made her way over rocks and hacked with her knife through vines and bushes that barred her way. There was something resembling a trail nearby, and she was following along parallel to it - she knew better than to walk right up the slavers' own path, especially after destroying their sensor. They knew someone was coming, but hopefully they didn't know who.

Her long knife in one hand, her pistol in the other, Dominique slid down a muddy slope and into a small ravine. Reddish mud caked the seat of her tight black pants, and she scowled and tried to wipe it off with her trenchcoat, which she then discarded. The air was humid, and she was sweating profusely once again.

Boots stomping along the side of a small stream, Dominique picked up the pace once again. Suddenly, she heard a strange noise from up ahead. She threw herself against the wall, trying to hide among the dirt and foliage. There was something there!

Peering around a bend in the ravine wall, she saw two strange mechanical creatures. The stick-figure-like things were stalking her way, although without heads it was impossible for her to know if they saw her or not.

She knew she would never be able to run without being spotted. She slid her knife back into its sheath on her thigh, knowing it wouldn't do much good. She held her pistol, counted to three, and then stepped out from her hiding space.

"Stop right there!" Dominique shouted at the top of her lungs. At the same time she shot with her pistol into the rocky wall of the ravine next to the creatures, hoping to bury them in rubble.

Dominique watched nervously as the metal frame ran in tight circles around her. She could barely take a step in any direction without it crashing into her. The muscular agent slid her hand down over her hip and thigh, towards her long combat knife.



Domi's eyes narrowed at the creature's words. The last person to call her equipment "inadequate" ended up in an ADD prison cell covered in bruises.

"This 'business' you're talking about - you mean kidnapping? Slavery?" Domi shook her head and spat on the ground. "No thanks. I don't want any part of that."

With a grunt of exertion Domi pulled her knife from its sheath and swung it sideways with all her might. If the thing running around her was a person, the knife would plunge into its chest and kill it. As it was, the blade simply clattered off its metallic form. Her arms stung from the impact.

"Get down!" She yelled, ducking and sweeping her leg out to trip the close metal frame. With her large thighs and ass, her legs were by far the strongest part of her body.

Dominique's resolve only hardened as the far-away creature told her that she "overestimated" her own abilities. She'd show them!

Her leg-sweep failed miserably as the metal creature stepped easily over her attack. It was so damn fast! She didn't have time to consider another attack before -

"Oof!" She cried out as the strange robot smacked her left breast. Her chest was a very sensitive area for her, and it seemed as if her attacker had known that. The tender tissues ached as the attack knocked her off balance and she fell onto her well-padded ass.

"You son of a bitch!" She swore, grabbing her pistol and firing widlly at the metal frame, which now seemed to be mocking her with its swift movements.

Out of the corner of her eye Domi noticed the other attacker coming closer, carrying a grenade which was releasing clouds of gas!

"Damn!" the agent said to herself, evaluating her options. She never ran from a fight, but she needed to put some distance between herself and that gas, quick!

Dominique stayed on the ground, rolled over onto her hands and knees, and started to crawl as fast as she could, hoping her wild shots with the pistol had distracted the nearby metal beast enough to allow her to escape.

Dominique began to cough as the gas closed in around her. She had to act fast! Ignoring the metal creature's threats of taking her as "product," she grabbed the only thing at hand - her mud-covered coat.

Already starting to grow dizzy, the curvaceous agent struggled to aim at the closest grenade. She fired her pistol at the target, unable to see if she was successful. Holding her coat around her face like a shield, she ran in the direction she had fired her shots.

If her planned had worked, the grenade would be knocked away, and hopefully the trenchcoat would provide her with enough protection to get away from the encircling gas. Her vision was already blurred, and the covering on her face made it impossible to see where she was running. She just had to get away!

Dominique felt a brief thrill as she broke through the line of her attackers and stumbled forward. She made it! She was in the clear!

Something hit the backs of her legs, and she fell forward into the mud. She tried to catch herself with her arms, but they slid out in front of her in the damp, churned-up muck. Her face and chest landed with a PLOP in the mud, and her protective coat went flying out of her grasp.

She shook her head and took a deep breath - and swallowed a mouthful of nerve-gas from the grenade!

Dominique never gave up. She struggled to keep crawling forward, kicking out with her legs at her metallic attacker. Her eyes rolled back, and her head filled with clouds.

Summoning her last reserve of strength, the agent threw herself forward into a roll. She got to her feet, dazed and almost blind. Red mud covered her hair and clothes, and the rain that began to fall made everything into a sticky paste.

Coughing and wheezing, but able to call on her willpower to drive her onward, Domi ran away from the scene of the battle, stumbling and slipping in the muck.

(OOC: Changed to prolong the fun!)

Coughing the poisonous gas ut of her lungs, Dominique made her way through the ravine as fast as she was able. Her vision was still blurry, and her left breast ached from the creature's cruel punch.

A lesser agent - or one who was wiser - would have called for backup at this point. The thought never entered Dominique's mind. She had been temporarily beaten by these attackers, but she was determined to get her revenge.

She stood in the rain considering her next step. The closest she had come to actually hurting the creature was by almost burying it in rubble from the ravine wall with her pistol. That seemed to be her best bet.

Domi crouched down behind a boulder on one side of the ravine. She aimed her pistol at a loose collection of stones and dirt hanging over the edge of the ravine top. She waited.

"Little girl?" Dominique said in indignation at the being's mockery. "I'll show you 'little girl'!"

Dominique lashed out with her boot, trying to land a kick on the frame. The thing was too damn fast, however, and she couldn't get anywhere near it! She threw punches and kicks, using all the tricks from her combat training, and her opponent was always just leaving the space she was entering.

"Stand still, you bastard!" A red-faced Dominique shouted, her frustration showing. She wasn't even considering the possible consequences of losing - she never did - she was just annoyed that this thing seemed to be toying with her!

Domi faked a kick, her opponent moved to the side, and she threw her whole body at the metal frame. She was attempting to tackle it to the ground, where she would be able to smash it with a rock.