"Well we remember you, baby..." The two of them grin, before moving to attack. She sees them slip their hands into their pockets, hands coming out wearing knuckle dusters - suspiciously gold looking knuckle dusters.{No problem - did not even notice it}
As her strikes are softer against two, she starts considering the two being some kind of superhumans. Oh well, she would beat them anyway.
She tilted her head.
"More?" She asked. "I don't remember you~" She chuckled, and flew up - before crashing down on the farther of the men, the turning her attention to his partner and beating him up as well.
"Yeah, I got it." The landlord flashes a sleazy smirk, before saying "Expect my call - I ain't gonna forget." With that, he returns his gaze to the computer he was looking at, letting Jenny leave. As she and her sister exit the building, Chastity sighs. "What an asshole. Sure you don't want me to handle it, honey? A few minutes with me, and he won't be giving you trouble again."
Jenny cast her sister an appreciative smile. "Thank you, but I'm quite sure. I'm an adult after all and I can handle my own problems. If I can't... well that's what I have Harry for; and if we can't handle something then yours is the first name I'll call."
“Let's go freshen up a bit.” Azura suggested as she led her friends toward the nearest restroom – talking out in the open could attract unwanted attention.
"Yeah, you're an adult. I kinda noticed when these got big - like the rest of our entire town." Chastity gives Jenny's chest a playful poke, chuckling. "I was so jealous of you back then. Thought I was going to be flat chested forever..."
"Well that certainly didn't happen." Jenny replied nudging Chastity's own equally large bosom.
"Good question." Jenny responded. "I figured we could hit a few boutiques and then grab some lunch. Maybe head to the park before getting on to your new gym. I figure I could use a good workout." she said the last jovially. In her superhero work she mostly just used her powers and she knew she shouldn't neglect her physical endurance or athletic ability.
Amethyst remembers a night from the beginning of the last month, a patrol just like this one. She'd been flying around, intercepting these very same thugs as they mugged a woman, tearing a necklace from around her neck. Flying down, she'd rescued the woman and made short work of the thugs, but before she could capitalise, she felt the cold metal of the necklace wrapping around her throat, one of the thugs slipping behind to try and choke her, the expensive, pure metal making her powers slip away.
Sapphira nods. "I can prepare one, yeah. Should one of us raid the security room, to nab the recordings?"
"Heh, depends which Lee. The more sensitive version of him could, I think." Lana chuckles as she sees Calista go red. "I should probably figure out names to distinguish the two of them, at some point."
"Sounds like a plan." Chastity nods. As they walk through the neighborhood, Jenny gets a few smiles from the people who know her, and more than a few wandering eyes as the sisters walk together. Soon, Chastity checks directions on her phone, and the two of them veer into a high class shopping district. Looking around, Jenny sees signs of a superpowered struggle, and wonders if she'll have to cut her plans short, but luckily, as she passes a TV displayed in an electronics store, she sees that the reptilian villain seems to have been apprehended. "This city has so many supers - It must be weird living here. We don't have many back in Empire City."
Rushing down the staircase and hoping no one's looking that way, Vanessa finds herself in a dark room. As she scrambles around, looking for the drive, the room lights up in a brilliant blue, as an indistinct image of a face is projected from a plinth on the wall. "Who... Are you?" She hears a voice that sounds...sounds like Oscar's.
"It does seem to be where most of them gravitate to. But I guess you just get used to it." Jenny agreed pulling out her phone to send a quick notification on her app but seeing multiple reports already there.
"Vanessa?" The voice asks searchingly, before it repeats her name with more clarity. "Vanessa. Vanessa Fitzgerald. My protege... My slave..." Oscar's voice says the words, as if trying to recall. "I am...was... Oscar Hawkins. Or, I am an AI reconstruction of his consciousness."