Swipe Right For A Hero! Swipe Left For... (MEGA)

Success! Sweet glorious success! Mo managed to find the right words to say to calm her down. "Yes exactly!" Mo would just simply agree in this case, not totally sure of whether or not they'd die to be with her but since she seemed to have such a high opinion of herself, Mo was going to avoid questioning it. Unfortunately there was still the matter of the things she did a moment ago. Wait. Earth Males? "You're not from Earth? But you look like a hooman- except prettier," Mo questioned and lost her train of thought as she gently landed, adding the last part to quickly establish the distinction that her overall shape resembled that of the hoomans... but better as she stated. Was this true? Mo wasn't one to judge either way and was made of goo.

"Hmm, you must not be human either," Kassandra stated with her hands on her hips. "You're clearly too smart to be from this planet." She was indicating to Mo's speculation on her own beauty. "Where do you hail from? I am a Kryptonian and Daxamite. The best of both." Superstar brushed her hair from her face confidently. It had not taken long for Kass to forget about Chad entirely it seemed.

Mo felt like she had a pretty good idea of what kind of person this girl was... wouldn't be too bad if she didn't get into trouble but perhaps the locals would be merciful- if she could play nicely of course. "Self is from a little resort ocean planet, controlled by the Amorphean Empire. Self is Morphia, or Mo for short," Mo replied and introduced herself. She was still trying to think of how to bring up the subject of the crimes- the attack could've been reconciled with an apology maybe but those land vehicles... that could be pricey.

Kassandra seemed shocked. "An Amorphean, all the way out here?" But after that explanation Kass seemed to understood basically what Mo was about and why she had engaged Kassandra. Kassandra needed to lie or this thing would become troublesome. And it was night time, she was weaker, plus she wasn't even sure Amorpheans could be torn apart. "You saved me, that mind control Chad had me under would have done me in otherwise." Seeing as Mo was in her head and Kassandra wasn't skilled at using telepathy, Mo may have heard her thoughts about lying.

Mo even without her helmet would've lacked the facial capabilities to arch an eyebrow and look skeptical, however the casual head tilt was enough of an indication. "Yes, the higher ups have stationed Mo to this part of the galaxy," Mo said simply, body language conveying that she wasn't buying it. Also the telepathy in her head should've been another tip off that she was aware there was no such thing... both in her mind and in anyone else's nearby. Plus the timing to make that up had already passed. Mo was sure she had definitely heard of one of those races before, more the former than the latter but she could always look it up later. "If you hadn't thrown ground vehicles at Mo, you could have perhaps simply apologized for the assault- but people take damage of property seriously," Mo said firmly making it apparent that she didn't believe her and that she was going to have to pay for that... most likely with jail time.

Kassandra frowned and let out an exasperated sigh, effectively dropping the act. So she could read her mind, ok, she would just have to do something that wouldn’t matter it it was known or not. Like what? What did HIVE say about getting away from heroes and local law enforcement, use....effective misdirection or something?

“Look, Mo was it?” Kass said while folding her arms. “I’d rather we just call it a night. Keep coming after me and you’re going to get a lot of these humans hurt.” Kassandra was saying this but was also observing possible escape routes. She walked towards a manhole cover as if pacing, however, trying to escape through a disgusting sewer is not something she would ever think to do.

While it was almost impossible to tell what Mo's facial- scratch that; it WAS impossible to tell what with the lack of an actual face. Mo was watching and keeping her wits about her as Kass tried to dissuade her on the grounds of more people getting hurt. That wasn't a lie, based on how she acted over thinking Mo was trying to steal her Solid away. "Then are you prepared to go to jail willingly? Also, refrain from taking any steps away from Mo," Mo said slowly moving towards Kass, ready to tackle her to the ground. She couldn't just let her go after everything, as she said. "Self would put a good word in for you, and perhaps they would be more lenient toward you," Mo added sincerely, though at the same time was making it known based on how Kass tried to lie to her, she was ready to try and get physical with her again if needed. If she had to, Mo would physically restrain her in something harder to get free of- her own body.

"I was never one for being confined," Kassandra stomped on the rim of the manhole cover, flipping it up into the air then caught it and winded back to toss it. "Or being told what to do!" It seemed like she would lunge the object at Mo, but instead the female Daxamite launched the metal disc at some pedestrians cowering along the sidewalk. If it made impact with any of them, those people were definitely going on life support in the intensive care unit.

Kassandra was sure this Mo would use his/her powers or whatever to save them, meanwhile Kassandra took flight and headed for the underground subway entrance. "But thanks for the offer!" Kass said with a chuckle.

Well, this escalated quickly again, and there was one problem Mo's telekinesis had- moving objects. She also didn't trust her aim enough to just shoot it, but there was one thing she could do with it... use ANOTHER object. So Mo pulled and moved a trashcan, managing to overpower the manhole cover's momentum and force it into the ground for the most part. "SELF SAID STOP!" Mo was quite livid for a number of reasons, but was determined not to give up just yet. Kass would have to try harder to get away from her telepathic pursuer as Mo picked herself up with telekinesis, and since she didn't weigh nearly enough to strain herself... would be flyin at HIGH speed after her.

Her pursuer was gaining on her, which was fine. Kassandra would lead her on a wonderful little chase. The kryptonian passed a crowd of people on the subway platform then shot down the tunnel heading towards an oncoming train. Superstar stuck her fists straight out as she picked up speed while making her approach. There was a loud shattering crash as she broke through the front glass exterior and rolled past the conductor. As she landed on the ground after literally busting into a moving train. She looked out the broken window and saw Kassndra was still being hunted by Mo. Kassandra turned and rushed into another car and another until she found a car that had quite a few blonde women in it. Kassandra approached one of the other blondes, pointed to the S on her chest and asked to borrow her hat and jacket, then asked for another girl’s sweat pants and sat down quietly next to another passenger, pretending to be busy.

Mo while still fuming at her trying to hurt innocent people, wasn't completely blinded to the new issue presented with coming down here after her. It was close quarters sure, which seemed to give Mo a slight edge in her not being able to easily get away. But there were more people here, and with her telepathy, Mo had a rough estimate there were more people on these subterranean transport compartments. She hadn't considered smashing right through the front though... but since it was already there- Mo had no issue following after her. Except Mo lagged behind for a moment, checking on people as she went, until she finally got to the car where Kass was. Mo wondered... what the purpose of this was, seeing as there was evidence something was amiss by solids missing some of their exterior coverings- that means clothes. Plus a surface telepathic scan indicated that all of the passengers clearly knew who the odd one out was and were frightened... AND she had seen her face already.

But Mo couldn't be so brazen and even her own arrival didn't do much to make anyone feel calm. For now she could only play along, and refrained from trying to individually telepath everyone to calm down- that'd tip her off if she was at all observant. So Mo slowly made her way in, meanwhile part of her body oozed out the back of her exoskeleton from between the shoulders. She already knew who it was, or better knew who it wasn't and just needed to get close enough to ensnare her... hopefully.

Kassandra tried not to smile. Her plan was working! Darn, don't think about the plan. Mo could probably hear her thoughts. No just focus on exiting the train. As soon as they neared the next stop, she would fly off only to fly back on into a different car and leave this Mo in the dust. Kassandra, you are a genius! She thought to herself loudly.

If this was any other time, this would be very amusing. But she had a job to do, and couldn't let the whimsy of the situation sway her- clearly this solid wasn't used to trying to actually get away. In any case, before the subway train would come to its stop, Mo would seem to be about to pass by- a few people moving away equally from Mo and Kass. Then with a surge of frightening motion, the part of Mo's body seeping out and clinging to her exoskeleton would suddenly launch at Kass, and expanded quickly to cover possible escape routes.

Kassandra’s face flipped from brazenly proud to completely shocked in an instant. Something had grabbed her, something goopy!? “EEK!” Kassandra tried ripping it off of her while flailing her arms frantically. “Eww, eww, ewwww ok I give up just get it off, get it off, get it offfff! It’s so gross!!”

"Rude, self is not gross!" Mo argued, using the spare body mass she had to just wrap around her some more. There was now the obvious matter that she had stolen the exterior coverings of some of the other passengers, in particular the lower portion. Mo recalled solids called them legs. She was in no mood now and would not let go, seeing this as the only way to make sure she didn't get away or try anything else without her knowing.

"Uh... can I... get my pants back?" One of the pantsless women asked unsure what to make of this situation, trying desperately to cover up.

"Of course, self apologizes for the state they might be in..." Mo apologized as she used her teleknesis to return the stolen pantaloons- the ones she took a jacket and shirt from however were fine with it after seeing Mo's body engulfing them. They evidently shared Kass' disgust.

"Now apologize for causing these people so much trouble, and self might uncoil," Mo demanded, and depending on how sincere it sounded would move to restrain her physically with her exoskeleton hands. The train would most likely be arriving at its stop, which probably relieved the passengers.