"The finest available anywhere. Provided by the finest anywhere."

Preen!

Okay, she can't hold back any longer. She's gonna rub her face in the fluff.

Happy rumble! 

Yeahhh, that's the stuff.

On the other side, Incandesce's response time, once called in, is pretty quick. The Protectorate is treating the incident seriously.

Yesss.

She bounces out to meet Incandesce with a showy swirl of flame. 

"What do you want?"

"To meet you, of course."

"You didn't have to take over City Hall to do that! There are events and things!"

Languid stretch. "Can't have that," she teases. "How about a compromise? I'll have my lovely compatriot here dismiss her helpers, and I'll let everyone go about their events and things... If you fight me."

"You... want to fight. Me, specifically." This is weird, right? But on other hand, the tiger is saying it'll let everyone go? So maybe it's worth it??

"Release the hostages, and I'll fight you."

She nods at Ereshkigal. 

She will organize an orderly evacuation. With a minimum of psychological trauma, even. Isn't she just the best.

Absolutely the best ever! 

Now... She'll be gracious and let Incandesce strike the first blow - even pick their arena, if she has other preferences. 

The voice in her earpiece tells her to suggest the park. Which she does. It's been evacuated and there's a lovely little pond.

She flares flames around her shoulders and darts in with a quick slide.

She laughs and dodges, bounding towards the park across the street with another showy flare of fire around her paws.

Incandesce grabs the flares to wrap around her fists as she gives chase.

She bounds to the far side of the park - turns in a confusing swirl of fire and smoke - and pounces. 

Incandesce is pretty good at hand to hand. It will take her a bit to adapt to fighting a tiger instead of a human, but she has good instincts on when to avoid a sharp bit and when her Brute rating can tank the hit.

And of course there's her pyrokinesis. She has maybe been fibbing a little bit to the public that it's only "low level". Her control over flame in fact scales the same way her strength and speed does when the environment gets hotter and more fiery.

Yesss now this is what she's talking about! 

"Definitely showing me a good time," she purrs during one clash.

"Maybe next time just send an email."

"Where's the fun in that?" 

"In the safety of innocent bystanders?" she tries.

"No bystanders here..."