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Reaper gave a little shrug. "Shouldn't need to worry too much if it is. At the very least, I can give us all a quick get-away." he said, then glanced over at the other Cat. "How's it coming?""

"First file's half done. Copier is pretty quick." she replied, keeping herself focused on her own task.

"Alright. Do you want me to slip out and try to see who it is? Or wait here and just be surprised if they find us?" Reaper asked his cat, moving farther inside and closing the door.

Whoever had been at the door trying to bust their way in had stopped apparently. Everything was quiet, and the only indication that anyone was coming was now the elevator.

Reaper peeked out as well, then smiled a bit. "Alright. I'll go greet the new play mate." With that, Reaper slipped out of the room through his shadow and let it move it's way towards the elevator, forming a nice little patch on the wall. He wanted them to step out first, then he could decide if he needed to be...hard to touch or not.

When the elevator stopped, the doors slid out with a rather nice light show. First Max Dillon stepped out. His green and yellow costume now glowing with electricity. After him stepped another man. Black outfit, bald head, and glowing with electricity as well.

From outside the room, Reaper mumbled something. The two other men shouted something at him. Reaper replied, and the sudden outage of light for a moment made it apparent that they didn't like whatever it was that he had said.
The lights flickered, objects...and even walls it sounded like...exploded, and finally there was another high pitched crackle from a shattering window. Then, all was once again quiet. There may have been something going on outside, but Reaper was being careful to keep it away from the building. Wouldn't be able to do much if these two killed the copier.


Ult Cat sighed lightly, placed the papers she had been working with back into the file, then handed the papers that had come out of the machine to her counterpart.
"Well, there's one. Three to go."

She couldn't tell if she felt better, or more worried now that the other man was gone. Whoever it was that had come down...they didn't really stomp that much. She wasn't so sure it was them making the floor creek from the upper level. But, they'd have to take the elevator or something, right? Guy said the doors had been welded shut...


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While the nice little light show was going on outside, the elevator moved again, bringing someone down to their floor. It stopped, and the doors opened, revealing a large man in a white suit that took up most of the space in the elevator.
Fisk stepped out, and carefully looked about the hallway. His eyes resting briefly on each of his fallen guards. His eyes flickered to the window a moment, then back to the hall. He paused for a moment trying to listen for anyone else who might be in the building still.

Electro had said that Black Cat had paid a visit, though he wasn't sure if she was still in the building. He was sure that all of this wasn't her doing though.

Hearing nothing from where he was currently standing, Fisk pressed forward to inspect the damage done to his hall. This floor was...bothersome to say the least. Sandman...Hydroman...even Typhoid? And there had been nothing going on in the halls minutes before hand. Whoever was responsible for this...was definitely worth finding out about. To take out half of his bigger guns within minutes...only a few names came to mind for something like this.
Supergirl. As far as he knew, she wasn't quite in the right mindset still. She'd certainly be capable of doing this much this quickly.
Then there was Kenji, but he was currently on Fisk's payroll. He wouldn't have done something like this.
One of the other organizations then? He had files on them...and those were conveniently missing from their vault.

He paused for a beat as he made it farther down the hall. There was a low humming coming from one of the rooms. The Xerox machine?

Keeping his eyes on the door, he pressed forward. Making sure he had a good grip on his diamond tipped walking staff.

Fisk stopped walking forward once he seen who walked out of the room. His posture relaxed slightly, but his grip remained firm on his staff. "With all of the commotion on these two floors, I was very tempted to leave." Fisk replied, his usual calm voice. "Quite the mess. I would appreciate and explanation. As well as my files to be returned."

She was too calm for so many bodies on the floor, to not know what had happened. And if something was stolen, Black Cat was usually the first person to put the blame on.

Fisk frowned a bit. Things always had to end the hard way, didn't they? "I would prefer not to make more damage than what's already been done to my building. Neither can I afford to lose those files. I will only ask one more time, Miss Hardy."

Fisk sighed. "As you wish." he replied, his tone dark. He started towards her again, his pace steady. Waiting for her to make the first move. It wold be pointless to try and rush the woman. She would easily be able to dodge him, and he'd have those claws to worry about.