Captain Awful - IC

William sat down, staring at a different bank. He had learned never to attempt to rob the same back twice in a row. He brought his hand up and traced his fingers through his hair, especially when his situations ended with failure. He looked forward for a few more moments. He then shook his head slowly. He really supposed that he should be doing something like stealing a mobile home or something so that he could use that as his base of operations. The problem that he kept struggling with that was that mobile homes ran on gasoline, which was highly flammable. Considering the amount of explosions that tended to happen when he was working on something, stealing a mobile home was a bad idea. The problem was he couldn't really steal a house either. He would need money so that he could get another apartment. He sighed and looked down at his MP3 player. Sometimes he just wished that he had problems that were easier to solve.
 
Once again, Casey found she just couldn't keep her mouth shut. But this time at least, it wasn't her need to talk, filling moments of akward shyness with words, which was a habit she disliked in herself. No, this time she couldn't keep her mouth shut because she just didn't have the strength to hold in the growing moan that had built inside her and was now flooding out to fill the room, echoing from the high ceiling.

Athena damn sure knew what she was doing.

Casey arched her back, lifting from the floor to bring herself that much closer to Athena, a little embarassed by how loud she had been, how anxious she was being now. Her desire for this was more than enough, however, to make up for anything else she may be feeling just then, burying everything else but one simple thought.

Oh God, I hope I can return the favor just as well.
 
Athena shed the last of there clothing there bodies sliding over one another as she lay on top of the other girl. she broke all three top rules don’t work with villains, don’t sleep with them, and don’t show them who you are. she had broke all three rules in one go. she laughed kissing over her body as her hand roamed over her back. she smiled as she sucked on her breast and fingered her tight cunt.

“I know you like this you can be as loud as you want“. the place was miles away from anything she could kill her and not get caught. The way she was carrying on she would think she was being killed. She turned around placing her cut in front of mental face it was hard not to fall down. She smiled this was heaven her body was something that poems should be written about.
 
William had waited for a little while, just to make sure everything was right. It of course was. He then stood up from his hiding place in an ally behind some boxes and calmly walked across the street, his blast goggles pressing into his forehead and messing up his bangs like they always did when he wore them. His long lab coat fluttered a bit behind him as he walked calmly up to and into the bank, his fingers clutching onto a silver, super soaker shaped item. Once he was in he brought his weapon up and spoke loudly and clearly, "Alright everyone. I am robbing this bank." He looked around at the people there and noticed that some of them seemed a little bit shocked but only for a few moments before they continued about what they were doing. So he really wasn't taken seriously anymore. He sighed softly, "Seriously. I am this time."

One of the patrons, a man who was a little bit overweight stepped out of line and tipped his head back as a taunt, "Oh really? What are you going to do? Get beat up and run like a girl? You can't do anything right. Seriously, what are you doing to do to us if we don't comply?"

William raised an eyebrow for a moment and then shrugged, bringing the weapon up and firing a round at the man. What had happened was that the man had been hit by something with enough force that he had been pushed back against the barrier between the tellers and the people waiting to do business. It had taken everyone a moment to register that something had actually happened, and then it became clear just what had happened. The man seemed to have been hit by some kind of canister that had burst open and caught him in a sticky mass of goo that had started to harden immediately. William looked at the man, "I could always do that." He looked back around the rest of the room as the people seemed to take a few steps away from him now, "Ah. I remember this feeling from when I started this business. Everyone is afraid of me again." He smiled and brought his gun up, resting it against his shoulder, "Oh good." He then calmly walked up to the teller slot one down from where the man had ended up and placed his bag on the counter, "I'd like to make a withdrawal."
 
It was at that moment, Katie had walked into the same bank Capt. awful was robbing. She had to bite back a groan, she would be respectable, she would have to at least act like the damsel in distress. If nothing else, she could have some handsome super hero save her and if all went well, she could 'thank' him for saving her.

She giggled to herself for a minute forgetting there were others around her.

"Whats so funny lady? You do see we're getting robbed right?" An old lady next to her said.

Katie flushed, "Yeah, I can see that..."

She made eye contact with the back of Capt.Awful's head. Wait a minute, something was missing. Had he gotten a new hair cut? No, no that wasn't it. New uniform? No, that wasn't it either? New....gun? Noo, damn it! What was different about him.
 
William smiled as he continued to collect all of the money in the bag. This was nice. It wasn't as nice as he was sure it would have been if he had his henchwoman with him, but that was different. He sighed and then looked over his shoulder at the crowd. It was then that he saw the girl. He groaned and brought his gun up, leveling it on the woman who had beaten him so badly. He groaned and brought up his gun, leveling it on her, "Eager to know why you're here..." It was full of sarcasm. Really, he just wanted this woman to stay away from him. Beating him up wasn't a herculean task, and she had done it enough times that she definitely knew that. He sighed softly looking at her, "Seriously...do you have a bank account in every bank in the city, or do you just follow me around hoping to get saved by some hunky hero? I mean, I know you wouldn't be the first person to try to get into a hero's pants." He frowned deeply as he thought about how that was almost definitely what Casey was doing with Athena right now. It would be some form of 'team building exercise' or something that the two of them would do so that they could fight better side by side, because of all of those Greek and Roman rules of war where they had the people in their armies become loves because you'd fight harder for a lover than you would a comrade. He shook his head, "No. You know what. I don't care. Over to the wall with everyone else. I'm not taking hostages today." He motioned to the wall with his gun, keeping his attention on the woman. He wasn't going to have proved anything if he got beat up by an innocent bystander...again...
 
Katie frowned, well someone was moody today. She watched as everyone obeyed him and sighed. "Yes, I do...never know which unlucky villain is going to get caught at which bank." She said, trying to lighten the mood. Her frown deepened as he accused her of wanting to get into a hero's pants.

Was that even possible? Shouldn't that have been the other way around? The hero trying to get into her pants? Of course, if she was really trying to go after a hero, then it did make a little bit of sense. She smiled at Capt. Awful, "Well, at least you're not being as nice...otherwise, the robbery might not have worked. Plus, have you seen me try to stop you today? I mean, come on, I'm not that desperate."

Lies, they were all total lies but he didn't know that. Then she walked over to him and whispered in his ear, "I'll make a deal with you. You can take me as an innocent hostage and I promise to scream in terror."

It was quite obvious that she was utterly bored.
 
William looked at her for a minute and then spoke, "But I don't need a hostage." He was unimpressed with this whole thing. This girl...something about her just got on his nerves. He supposed it was because she had caused trouble with him before, or maybe because she reminded him of Casey a bit. He groaned and then pointed over to the man who was stuck to the wall thanks to the goo, "Seriously though, you don't have to pretend to scream, because this gun does that, and it does it reliably." He looked at her seriously, "I wasn't the one who designed this one, so you can count on it working, so if you give me any funny business, you'll be on the business end of the goo gun." He looked at her, "Now stay here." He turned and walked back to the teller, grabbing the bag of money and slinging it over his shoulder before walking back to the woman who he was now going to use as a hostage to get away from whoever had gathered to stop him, "With my luck we'll get out here just in time for someone like Prince Charming to arrive." He rolled his eyes, "Alright, thanks for playing along everyone." He gently pushed his gun against the girl's side, "Lets get moving then...I don't have a base so I'll probably just let you go at the end of the street or something today."
 
Katie had to bite back a sigh, she couldn't believe she actually volunteered to be his hostage! Wasn't she good at anything other than getting captured. She bit her lip as she followed Capt. Awful. Still, she tried to figure out what was wrong with him.

"AHA, you're slut kick...I mean, sidekick thats whats missing!" She bit her lip and covered her mouth. She hadn't heard about whats her face ditching Capt. Awful but she didn't think he was one to mess with at the moment, not with a real gun anyways.

"I'll be quiet now..." Katie said softly
 
William's eyes narrowed dangerously when the woman had mentioned Casey was what was missing. It was angering because it bothered him that it was so easy to notice something missing like that, and the fact that she had called Casey a slut. It seemed one thing when he suggested that Casey was out sleeping with the Super Tramp, Athena, but those thoughts always stayed in his head. It was something entirely different when someone else mentioned it and actually said it out loud. His finger twitched, coming dangerously close to firing at the girl, but stopping short. He'd do something...later. She was a fair hostage if it wasn't for that little outburst.

He spoke softly when she mentioned that she was going to be quiet now, "That would be preferable. Thank you. And yes, my henchwoman is missing. I believe by now she is probably having wild, and very loud sex with the super tramp that you wanted to become the sidekick of." His eyes remained planted straight ahead, "I'm sure if you managed to become Athena's new sidekick you could join the two of them and then have a big sexy threesome. Wouldn't that be fun." He continued to walk.

He had expected a super hero, but then again, when they had found out that it was him, they probably had decided not to rush anything. There was a benefit to suddenly not being so ridiculously pitiful anymore. He looked over at the woman once he made it to where he had decided he'd let her go, "You can go now, and if it is any consolation, I'm sure you'll make an excellent sidekick. You managed to make sure I didn't have to hurt anyone, and that's what sidekicks are for." He took the gun off of her and then looked back and forth down the street for a few moments, as if deciding which way to go. It was hard now that he didn't have a base anymore.
 
Katie glared at him, since when did he become an ass? She didn't know but he was alot more tolerable when he was nice...okay, maybe not. Maybe he was so pathetic it was easy to pick on him. She watched as he looked around as if trying to decide on a place to go.

She raised her eyebrow at him, "If you need directions...." she let her voice trail off for a second, "Oh, wait silly me. You wouldn't need directions right? Well, I guess I'll go home, to my nice cozy condo and maybe put out a needed ad, I mean if I make one hell of a sidekick, why not right?"

It seemed like her promise to shut up hadn't lasted long. "Cya..." she started to slowly walk away, knowing that her apartment was far from where they were at the current moment but he didn't know that and if he for some odd reason needed a place to stay, she could get a ride.
 
Casey flicked out her tongue, fighting through her nerves, and very gently licked upward along the soft folds of Athena's body, trying to give as well as she got. Her arms came up and wrapped themselves about the woman's body, hands coming to rest on the small of her back. On one particularly enjoyable moment, Casey felt herself tense, a wave of pleasure making it's way up from the base of her spine and back down again. It was like a messenger, the spoke's person for her senses lets say, running to tell her mind "Wow, holy damn, this is god stuff...I'm goin' back for a bit more." As she tensed, she gave a softer whimper, directly into Athena's body, and accidently sank her nails in the woman's back. She wasn't sure if it was the drink, or the taboo situation she had gotten into,or simply Athena's skillful attentions, or some mixture of the three.

Whatever it was, it had Casey more keyed up then she could remember being in as long as she could recall, if ever.

Very keyed up...and very close.
 
Athena kissed over Casey's body he fingers running over her legs as she spread them wide. she began to suck on her cunt feeling her legs dig into her body. the woman was close she played with her ass enjoying the size shape and firmness of them. "You taste great has awful ever had a sample" she asked her spreading her cunt. She flicked her tongue over her cunt sucking it into her mouth. “because if he did not then he is a fool” she licked over her sex and ass hole. The later did not taste as good as the former but had its own profile
 
Casey squirmed even more, feeling Athena's tongue move around to her ass. That part wasn't quite as good, but she'd let Athena explore as she wanted this time. After they had finished and came up for air, she might say something...but she didn't want to interupt this, their first experience.

"No...Captain Awful and I never...well, we never did anything. Except to kiss, and he felt me up." Casey smiled, thinking back over all their time together. "And I caught him checking me out constantly. Though I admit, I kept giving him reasons to look." She had liked that, of course, the attention. Now though, as she thought about it...her smile went away. Damnit, here her mind and her inability to just shut up were gonna wreck the moment. Her voice took on a deeply serious tone, and she tried to look Athena in the face...not an easy task, in their positions.

"Oh geez...I was such a teasing bitch to him, why would he put up with me like that for so long?"
 
William had considered his options carefully and discovered that he really had very, very few. Getting a new place on his chaotic salary was not going to be easy. He couldn't live with his mom because she didn't like the fact that he was a super villain. Really, the only option left after that was to return to Mental Casey's house, and once he was there it was pretty much waiting until she managed to tear herself away from Athena long enough to call him and tell him that he needed to get himself and his shit out of her apartment or she was going to show up with Athena and throw him in jail. That was assuming she was going to tell him that she and Athena were coming to throw him in jail. He supposed she might not even do that. That way he would become her first big bust. He could imagine how it would be in all of the big papers tomorrow, especially now that he had actually had a successful heist. He narrowed his eyes slightly. Unfortunately, he really had nowhere else to go. He had no choice but to head back, and then from there he'd be able to sit down and plan the rest of his move.

It hadn't taken him long to get back to the girl's apartment. He had ended up in there, and quickly took the note off of the fridge that he had left for her. Looked like she hadn't made it back yet. No big surprise there. She was probably still having all of that fun with Athena. He slipped the note into his pocket and then made his way out to the couch, sitting down and plopping down the bag of money beside him. He then stared forward at nothing in particular. This was not the most fun day. He had looked around for a newspaper and had found one quickly enough. From there it was just a simple case of finding the classifieds sections. He stared down the the newspaper, looking at the possible places that he could move into. It was a bit of a drag that he couldn't get Casey to help him with the whole picking out an apartment thing with her being a superhero sidekick now. He sighed softly and just traced his fingers over the adds for available places, every once in a while, looking back to the bag of money and the couple of gadgets he had brought along with him.

He cursed silently as he realized the problem that was going to come up fast enough with most of these gadgets. With things like the goo gun, he was eventually going to run out of ammunition, and since he didn't know how to make more, it was going to result in a whole lot of problems later. With things like the pulse blaster he was going to have to figure out what kind of batteries it took, and he doubted that he was going to be able to buy them at a drugstore. The only thing that was sure not to run out of ammunition were things that ran on rechargeable power, like solar powered devices, or the micro-reactors that seemed to develop power, or something like the Arc Cannon that had never worked, but was supposed to suck electricity out of the air and shoot it out as a bolt of lightning. The problem was that things like the Arc Cannon were unstable, and because he wasn't sure how the micro-reactors worked, they could be written off as just as unstable. It wouldn't be good to have something go off with an overcharged burst and then have it explode because it couldn't take the power influx.

He sighed softly and leaned forward, placing his chin in his palm as he looked down at the newspaper again. He could figure out his own gadgets and maybe fix and figure out these ones if he could just get his own place. He couldn't do anything here, and even if it wasn't against the rules, the simple fact that Casey was now on the other side and was sworn to take him down as a sidekick. He frowned and looked down at the newspaper again. It needed to be easier than this to find a new apartment. He sighed and looked over at the bag of money from the heist today. He began to think about setting aside some of it for a 'rent/not beating me up and sending me to jail' fee, but doubted that sidekicks could be bribed. Even if she could be bribed, if she was going to show up, it would likely be with Athena, and that woman was crazy. He sighed and looked back to the newspaper. Too bad Athena wasn't crazy to the point where she didn't notice how awesome Casey was. Well, there was no point in dwelling on that fact though. Casey was probably going to have much more successful and happy life as a sidekick. He was sure he was supposed to be promoting this kind of thing and telling her how happy he was for her. He just wasn't sure how happy he was for him anymore.
 
She began to use her fingers to fuck her cunt and ass at once it felt and tasted to good. she pulled out a dildo a large one with a warm water core and could spin. "look at this" she said with a smile rubbing her own chest it was so good as she slipped it inside a gentle humming sound. “Don’t worry about awful he is well he has always been a mess but he will always come out fine”

She laughed as the girl pulled herself up looking down at the dildo half stuffed into her cunt. She began sucking on her ass as if she was digging for oil or something. “ I mean he has lived this long“ she told her sucking on her ass as Casey played with her own breast. “god you are so sexy“.
 
Katie sighed as she watched Capt.Awful walk away without even acknowledging that she helped him, "YOU'RE WELCOME!!" She yelled angrily before storming up the stairs, "That is the last time I ever help a villian." she muttered to herself as some of the people walking past her gave her odd looks.

"Especially ones who can't even rob a bank properly!" She muttered this time a bit louder gaining more attention. She glared at every single person who stared at her like she was crazy. "What the fuck are you looking at?!?!?!" She snapped.

Katie wasn't the type of girl who got angry easily, she was actually usually very calm. So, she wasn't quite sure why he was pissing her off so suddenly. Though she did have to admit, his whole bad-ass attitude was very sexy. Maybe thats why she helped him out. She sighed and unlocked her door, then flopped down on her couch once she was inside.
 
Casey couldn't hold back any longer, and gave a long, drawn out groan as she felt her release coming over her. Like a dam bursting deep in her body, wave upon wave of pleasure washed over her...through her...and out of her.

She felt drained, barely keeping herself from falling back to the floor in utter exhaustion. Casey managed a thin smile, and gently worked a pair of fingers in and out of Athena, not wanting to leave her...well, wanting.

"That was more than I could have expected...much more."
 
She smiled thrusting her hips at the women she could tell that she was new to tall this but wanted to please her "juts like that" she begged kissing the woman on the lips. she smiled feeling the woman’s body against hers as she felt it build. it took her some more time but Casey’s fingers came away thick her chest heaving. "and we did not even get to the chocolate" she was feeling very hungry after that.
 
Casey was pretty hungry by then as well, having worked up quite the appitite. She set about eatting a few on the chocolates Athena had brought...not too much, she didn't want her hips to end up in the same league as her breasts. She also had another two glasses of the vodka, or at least she thought that's all she had. Truth be known, things got a bit hazey at about that point.

The next thing she was really sure of was being back home. It was suddenly afternoon, and upon sitting up from her bed, Casey suddenly felt an icepick sensation right between the eyes and dropped back to a flat position. She smiled, barely, and mumbled to herself.

"A 'flat position'...laying down is one thing, but I can't even recall the last time I was in a 'flat position'." That made her laugh, and almost immediately wince, convincing her of two things. One, she was still just a little tipsy. And two...laughing hurt.

She got her head up a few inches, enough only to glance around the room. She noticed her costume over her computer chair, with her bra and panties folded up on the desk. Something about that was nagging at her mind...what was it? She tried to figure it out...and winced. Thinking hurt.

All she could figure out as she lay there, trying to doze back off, was that she must have given Athena her address while she was all jacked up on vodka, and that was how she'd gotten back here and into bed. That made her glad, that Athena would go to the trouble for her, though she could only hope she could be trusted to know where a known henchwoman lived, and where a known villian was temporarily staying.

Casey fell asleep trying not to think too hard about that, and without ever figuring out what it meant for her clothes to be across the room. If she had, it might've concerned her slightly that she was laying in bed, without even the benefit of a door to close, in full view of the living room, utterly naked.
 
Athena did not pass out she did closed her eyes a few time running over a few parked cars most of them empty. She was sure she had not killed anyone but she could not be 100 percent. She arrived not home but the headquarters to kick demos but for almost getting in her way. Only the time with Casey kept her from killing the man who she had once thought she loved and now knew she hated.

She found him again latter after her head cleared up he was on the ground quivering in fear she decided to leave her a message. To tell her she was fine and that she had enjoyed her time with her. She sat naked at her station with her caped draped over half her body the web cam on. She smiled and began to type her message to her…friend she smiled that was good enough.

- I had a great time last nigh damn work
- I will be busy for a few days but look
- forward to our next meeting will bring
- something more then chocolate and vodka
- maybe something that we can use during

She logged of she would have to go shopping after she stopped flat notes plan to hypnotize half the east coast. she moved into the shower to get clean then send her armor to get out the dents and scratches. Never touched once and battle a little fun and her armor was all dinged up. She smiled she had a lot of fun the kind no man had given her in a good while.
 
William sighed softly. He had circled a few adds for placed that he thought had potential and then he had started to take apart one of the many devices that he had reclaimed from his mother's attic. What he had right now was a pair of what looked like gauntlets, but really, what he had was a bunch of pieces laid out over the coffee table. He frowned softly, the straight screwdriver sticking out of the corner of his mouth as he looked down at what he had and the few changes that he had made. He looked back into the room that he knew that Casey was in once or twice. She probably wasn't going to be too happy with him for working on one of the gadgets in her apartment, but he knew that there weren't many choices. He needed to fix this if he was ever going to be able to use it. Besides, it wasn't that dangerous unless it was on.

He sighed softly before pulling the screwdriver out and turning a few of the screws. He simply couldn't believe that he was going to have to leave his henchwoman. He still couldn't believe that she had announced to everyone who was watching TV that she was someone's sidekick. He sighed softly and then heard the familiar ding of something in the microwave finishing. He got up slowly and headed towards the microwave, retrieving the popcorn that he had made before he slowly began to head back to the couch where he had been working. He just hoped he hadn't woken up Casey. She was probably tired after all of that vigorous activity. He wouldn't want to wake her up before she had a chance to recover from all of that wild sex she was having. He frowned and continued his work, trying to remain silent.
 
Casey stumbled out of the bedroom soon after discovering the smell of food, as well as discovering her legs could now support her...though not so well as she might like. She certainly wouldn't be out running around in her high heel boots today. She was barefoot, since that was the easier way to walk, but had had the good sense to put on a tanktop and shorts before returning to the land of the living. In the interest of comfort, she had skipped on a bra, which would be obvious to anyone that happened to look at her chest. So, basically, it'd be obvious to the entire non-gay male population of the world, and the occasional woman.

"Mmmm, cop porn...err, popcorn. Sorry, need to get my head cle--oops, gravity works."

At this last, she had reached the couch, but bending to steal a handful of the snack resulted in her losing balance and falling back to land hard on her butt on the floor. After a quick mental debate with herself, she figured it was a good enough place, and was therefor not worth the risk or effort to make another attempt at the couch.

She looked at the assorted pieces on the coffee table, then up to William's face. "Looks like you've been busy. How long was I out?"
 
William looked down at the pieces of what he was working on. He didn't look up to where Casey was and seemed to just kind of continue to work. That wasn't to say that he ignored her either. When she asked the question of how long she had been out he simply shrugged, "Don't know. I've been working." He blinked for a moment and then sighed before leaning back a little bit in the couch. He wasn't sure what he was going to say now. He just stared forward at the television that was still off, still trying not to look at Casey for any length of time. Finding that this was harder to do when he wasn't working on something he leaned forward and started working on the gauntlet devices again.

He spoke up softly, his attention still on the pieces that he was working on, "You've been out for at least a few hours. Must have been a rough first day at your new job." He picked up one of the pieces that was on the table and brought it into place, working on screwing it down. He wasn't sure he liked that word anymore...'screwing'...it bothered him, and he was pretty sure he knew the reason why. He sighed softly and then pulled away once the pieces was in place. He put the screwdriver down and then reached into his pocket, wondering if he should give her rent money now or wait until she inevitably asked for it. He knew he was probably going to need at least a week of her not beating him up and throwing him in jail before he could get back up on his feet. Judging from the way she was stumbling around and having trouble with words he didn't need to worry about it yet though. He pulled his hand out of his pocket again and picked up another piece of the gauntlets, moving it over and putting it into place.
 
"Orson Wells' Omelette, this bank was robbed?! When?!" A relatively young man in a costume asked the man he was speaking to outside the bank that had been held up into yesterday.

"Long before you ever showed up; way to make good time," the disgruntled security guard.

Failure Lad slouched his shoulders in defeat as he replied. "Gee whizz, I'm sorry sir, I was looking for Prince Charming all yesterday; he never tels me where he's going. This wouldn't have happened if Blunder Man had never fallen down those inconvienently placed flight of stairs..."

"Yeah, then the two of you could've failed together," the guard remarked, voice dripping with sarcasm, rolling his eyes as he did so.

"Please sir, there's no need to try and cheer me up. Could you tell me who robbed the bank at least?" Listening diligently, Failure Lad clenched his fist at the mention of the culpit: Captain Awful. Such a formidable opponent, Failure thought angrily. While everyone else had an easy time against Awful, Faliure Lad always had trouble against Captain Awful. Maybe it was because Failure was just a sidekick or maybe it was because he was the most pathetic person in the business of heroism or villainry alike.

With steely resolve, Failure Lad was determined to find Captain Awful and stop him this time. And with that steely resolve, he didn't see the street lamp until he walked right into it. "Lambs in a Laundry Mat, that smarts..." What was he doing again? Oh, right, finding Captain Awful...
 
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