[Dragon]
(OOC: Nina... If this wasn't the internet I'd be hugging the life out of you. Oh man I am going to have SO MUCH FUN! with this next post. Hehehe Dragon is pissed now. As a side note, I figured that each car holds 2 police officers, as they usually do around here.))
Dragon heard Vic and Hobbes talking. She ignored most of it but she did look to Vic when she was asked to place the officer in the trunk. Glancing back she noticed the communicator, but had no idea what it was, all she knew is that a dot was moving closer to the center of the screen, she heard tires. Ignoring them for the moment, her attention was on this little electrical device, she moved to grab it when she heard something that set a fury within her blood.
"Vic Fumigalli!" Nina said loudly, "You're surrounded, come with us peacefully and maybe this will stay local."
Surrounded!? Dragon barred her fangs, so now her bottom canines were showing as well, as she loosed a deep, threatening growl from her throat. She quickly moved away from the K-car and looked both ways. Cops... she knew it!
Fury turned to rage as Dragon snarled at Hobbes and the officer beside him. "You..." She literally growled out as she advanced on the human, claws at the ready.
Then decided against it, no, Vic needed to get away now. Punishing this human would get them no where. Glancing back at the car she and Vic had arrived in she took note of the direction. Then she glanced behind her... both ways, surrounded. Then her blood went cold with realization.
They were going to put her in prison.
A bestial roar, a sound one could relate to a large flesh eating dinosaur, cut through the winter night air as it tore from her vocal cords, her feral side starting to take over. Not enough for Dragon to become completely mindless, to kill, but more then enough to make her scare the life out of a human and put them in the hospital.
First she had to deal with the cop that she was closest to. Grabbing the saluting officer by the neck she threw him angrily towards the cars behind them where he landed she didn't care, though she did hear a thud that sounded like he'd landed none to softly on the pavement. Taking off in a run, Dragon jumped and landed with a hood denting bang on one of the cop cars in the Buick's way.
Slamming a clawed hand against the windshield, it shattered, she reached in and grabbed the cop that was driving and threw him out onto the damaged K-car, he landed hard on the hood. The second cop, that had been in the passenger seat of the car, had bailed and was reaching for his baton to subdue Dragon when she lunged at him, snarling she tackling him to the ground, which knocked him out from the force and the blow to his head, she picked him up and threw him into the glass of the car right beside the one she'd damaged. The glass cracked badly under the impact but luckily, or unluckily for the cop, his body had landed more on the hood then the glass, saving it from shattering and making him land on the fragments. He'd be feeling that whenever he woke up.
Growling, her brain idly made note of the fact that with all the people around, medical attention would be easier to come by. Least it would come by far more quickly. That didn't mean she'd cease being non-lethal, but it did mean she could be a bit rougher. Though no blood had been spilled, now she wasn't nearly as hesitant to do so. Hearing the doors in front of her open she threw her hands behind her onto the pavement and whipped her feet around slamming the door that was opening near her right back into place cracking the glass, jamming the door shut, and giving the cop coming out of it a good bang to his side.
Pushing off the ground with her hands she got back to her feet, planting a clawed hand on the dented hood of the empty cop car she vaulted over and landed in a crouch, quickly spinning on the balls of her feet she grabbed onto the car from underneath the door and started to lift. Achingly the front of the car rose about an inch off the ground, but that was enough she started moving back all but dragging the car with her, moving it just enough that the Buick would be able to squeeze between the two cars blocking it's path, but not without trading paint.
Letting the car fall back she panted, moving cars was tiring, but she'd moved heavier so this wasn't an issue, it just wasn't fun.
"VIC! GET THE HELL OUT OF HERRRE!" Her growled voice caught on the r and carried it slightly. Turning to the officers, who by now were out of the cars, she snarled, fangs fully barred. "I'll deal with the humans."
Her voice seemed to snap the surrounding people out of their trance, she could almost read their minds through their eyes. 'Had this girl just moved a car?' Yes I did, she mentally growled back. Vaulting over the car again she lunged for the officer nearest her and slammed a clawed hand into his side, luckily for him the uniform protected him from her claws, though they did shred the fabric in a noticeable animal-claw-slash like way, but it did nothing to soften the force of the blow which sent him sprawling as she knocked him down, stealing his baton in the process.
Standing up and growling deeply she threw the baton at the next closest cop and grinned a touch when it slammed painfully, Dragon swore she heard something crack, probably his nose, into his head, knocking his hat off and sending him falling backwards to the ground. He'd have one hell of a bruise tomorrow and he was down and out from this fight.
That was all four cops on this side, plus the one that had been near Hobbes in the beginning, lifting the unconscious human from between the two cop cars, from where the Buick was supposed to drive through, out of the way, she stole his baton, she threw him to join one of his fallen comrades on the hood of the damaged K-car.
She advanced in the other direction, tossing the stolen weapon to her left hand as a predatory growl reverberated within her throat. No way was she being put in a cage. Not tonight.
