That's No Moon

[Kyoko Misaki]

Evil was afoot not just in her native homeland of Japan, but all over the globe. Though her mother hardly wants her traveling all by herself, Kyoko managed to convince her that she was going to America for educational purposes and she was some fancy program with a paid for hotel and everything. 

Hotels weren't cheap and neither were plane tickets. Maybe she should have thought this through? Fighting global crime can sure put a whole in one's pocket. 

The plane landed sometime ago, leaving Kyoko enough time to change into her uniform and begin prowling the streets in search of villainy and unlawful deviants. 

[Paul Herbert]

"Now, be careful with that." Paul directed a group of disgruntled-looking workers in bright jackets as a small crane loaded a series of crates with the logo of Nurmengard Labs on the side onto a truck. Paul himself was dressed in a plain grey suit and had a black leather briefcase in hand. "The exhibition's in a week and I don't want anything going wrong."

[Kyoko Misaki]

Kyoko jumped from rooftop to rooftop, always slipping and falling once, on the lookout for any signs of trouble. She stopped to see several men in bright jackets loading crates into a truck.

"A daring daylight robbery?" she said to herself, "America is more crime ridden than I heard!"

She then stepped forth into the light on the rooftop overlooking the truck and proclaimed in her loudest authoritative voice, "Stop right there villains! Unhand what clearly does not belong to you! "

[Paul Herbert]

Paul and the workers glanced up to find the source of the voice. When they found it, Paul couldn't help but sigh exasperatedly.

"Just ignore her." he said, addressing the workers.

[Kyoko Misaki]

Kyoko stood there and watched as they ignored here. She crossed her arms and puffed out her face before trying once more.

"I said..STOP VILLAINS!"

She then struck an unnecessarily elaborate pose.

"You may not have heard of me since i'm from out of town, but I am the Electro Wave Human Tackle, a super-heroine that fights for truth and justice! You can call me Tackle for short!"

[Paul Herbert]

"There's no robbery here!" one of the workers called up in a coarse Brooklyn accent.

[Kyoko Misaki]

"Oh there's not," she frowned and turned away, "Sorry for bothering you the- WAITAMINUTE!"

She flipped around and pointed her finger at them, "That's exactly what a robber would say! He'd claim he wasn't a robber when he really is!"

[Paul Herbert]

"Ah, jeez!" The worker groaned. "If you don't leave now, I'm callin' the cops!"

[Kyoko Misaki]

"The cops?" Kyoko looked puzzled, "But criminals wouldn't call the cops on themselves..or would they..?"

She sat down on the ledge and made a pondering pose.

[Paul Herbert]

Paul sighed. "If it makes you feel better, why don't you come down and confirm these fine gentlemen aren't thieves?"

[Kyoko Misaki]

"Hmm?" she raised a brow, "Oh sure thing."

She hopped up onto to her feet and then just causally hopped off the side of the ledge and landed onto the ground. She bounded over to the men and began her inspection.

"If you're not criminals," she just asked Paul as he seemed to be the one in charge, "Who are you guys?"

[Paul Herbert]

"I'm a scientist." Paul replied, extending a hand. "Doctor Paul Herbert."

[Kyoko Misaki]

She took the hand without hesitation. It wasn't a typical Japanese custom, but she has been taught to respect the cultures of other peoples.

"I'm Kyo-" she shook her head, "I mean Tackle. As a said before, i'm a super heroine. I apologize for my mistake, you seem to be legit. You can just never be too careful nowadays, evil lurks around every corner and jumps out when you least expect it!"

[Paul Herbert]

"Too right." Paul agreed. "Your vigilance is appreciated."

[Kyoko Misaki]

Kyoko beamed at him with the goofiest grin.

"Well, I guess since you're not up to anything, I better be going."

She turned and began to walk away only for an explosion to go off in the distance.

"Eh?"