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"Oooh, cheerleader jokes," she said flatly, "Aren't you original? Do you write all of your own material, or do you pick some of it out from 'The Essential Guide to Monologuing like a Cliched Villain?'" WIth that, she shot at him, planning on getting him by the neck and cutting off the blood flow to his brain until he was unconscious; no point in wasting energy on this.

Needless to say, Kara barely noticed the spikes; they just bounced off. She dodged one tentacle, dipped under the outstretched arms, and caught him by the throat. She allowed herself a very small but satisfied smile. Perfect. Applying pressure to the jugular veins on either side of his neck, she looked it... him in the face. "Don't make me hurt you. You can't win, so just stop."

((Right. Then lets wrap this up.))

Suddenly, dark blue tentacles seemed to be flying in from all directions. Kara's eyes widened, but before she could think to do anything about it, something dark and horribly slimy to the touch latched onto her face. With a muffled shriek, she fell out of the air --more from surprise than anything else-- and plummeted to the hardwood floor, clawing at the muck with the kind of intensity that only comes with panic, but it was resisting her, reforming around her fingers. She vaguely felt something (or someone) land heavily beside her, but she didn't think about that; her attention was completely on getting that thing off of her.

Kara had just regained enough presence of mind to consider blasting the thing off with her heat vision when it was suddenly just... gone. Blinking, she sat up, her hand automatically going to her face. Nothing. She looked around, but there was no sign of it, just an unconscious boy --had that been him, underneath all the slime?-- and... the Kingpin, staring down at her, his expression considering. Of course, if she had looked down at herself, she might have noticed that the colors of her costume were changing; blue to blue-black, red to jet black, and yellow to white. She was, however, a little preoccupied with being irritated by the expression on the Kingpin's face. Waaay too much like Lex. Getting to her feet, she asked pleasantly, "Now, that colossal waste of everyone's time is out of the way; where were we?" Note to self: look for slime later. She certainly couldn't leave something that freaky running... or oozing.. around.

Kara blinked. She could hear the frequency, of course, but she couldn't see how that was supposed to do anything. "Riiight." She crossed her arms, her expression caught between complete bewilderment and skepticism. "Good job. You've upset all the dogs in Manhattan; what a fiendishly brilliant plan. I can honestly say that I did not see that coming." A wave of surprised satisfaction washed over her, and she shook her head. Where had that come from? "A-anyway..." she said distractedly, and then shook her head, grounding herself. "Let's go for that trip."

((K. See you tomorrow!))

Kara blinked at the sudden turn of events, then took off running. Had to get them out first, then she'd deal with the device. Did her super speed seem a little... faster? Probably just her imagination. First she grabbed the unconscious boy, scooped him up, and shot out of the building.
{Chaos and Supergirl exit to Daily Bugle}
{Supergirl enters from Daily Bugle}

Then she came back in, ran over, grabbed Fisk, and ran off with him as well.
{Fisk and Supergirl exit to Daily Bugle}
{Supergirl enters from Daily Bugle}

She entered one last time (hopefully), ran over to the Kingpin's enormous oak desk, grabbed the supposedly sonic device, straightened, and then finally dropped out of super speed mode, a smug expression on her face. The smugness quickly turned to complete shock; she, Kara Zor-El, was standing about two feet away, facing the Russian. As Kara... the first Kara watched, the second Kara was suddenly just... gone... and so was the motionless body on the other side of the room. It took Kara a second to figure out what this meant; when she did, she grinned incredulously. Wow. Just how fast had she been going? Still grinning, she crushed the device into a useless chunk of metal. "Wanna reevaluate any of your previous assumptions? I'll give you a couple seconds." she asked, tossing the thing over to land at the Russian's feet.

Warp glanced up as he heard an explosion come from somewhere above him. He spotted a large hole where a door should have been and raced up towards it. Upon reaching it, he darted into the hallway and took a quick glance down both sides, not seeing anyone. Whoever it was was either already gone or hiding. Wasn't important right now anyway. He didn't care who all escaped or blew up the place, as long as he knew the kid wasn't anywhere around.

Kara's eyebrows went up. This was certainly unexpected, and... what was he talking about? Symbiote? "Um... okay?" she said awkwardly, "You don't have to put your hands up. I'm not going to kill you, or something equally barbaric. See the 'S'?" She pointed at the symbol on her chest without looking down. "This means I don't kill people. Period. Well... Not on purpose, anyway," she added under her breath. As much as she hated to admit it, there were easily understandable reasons why the JLA wanted her under constant supervision. Kara's intentions were great. Kara's execution of said intentions... Not so much. That was, however, beside the point, which was that killing someone in cold blood was something that she couldn't do. The eyebrows went down again, but the expression was more puzzled than angry. "And I'd like to take this opportunity to point out that I was just trying to stop you from killing people. Anyway, if you're really serious about surrendering, drop all weapons and come forward slowly. No offense; I've had people 'surrender,' only to go back to trying to murder me." Not that it would matter, unless he had a mini red sun simulator in his pocket.