Prop Pilfering

As Felicia took the model sword and placed it into her backpack, she suddenly became aware of another presence in the warehouse. She turned around and readied herself for either a fight or a quick escape, hoping for the latter.

"So you're the reason all these old props have gone missing," An attractive masked redhead in a tight black costume said as she walked out of the shadows. Felicia grinned approvingly as she looked over the vigilante -- she was incredibly sexy, and Felicia was never opposed to intriguing, gorgeous women involving themselves in her adventures. But there was something else to this one in particular -- she looked incredibly familiar. Where had Felicia seen her before?

"And you're the one who's been tailing me these past few days," Felicia responded. "Not gonna lie, I'm impressed."

"You should be. You're hard to track," the redhead answered. "You mind telling me why you've been stealing props from classic movies?"

Felicia responded with a smug chuckle. "Heh. What makes you think I'd tell you that? You haven't caught me yet, Miss..."

"Black Cat. You can call me Black Cat," the redhead answered.

Felicia's chuckle turned into a full-blown laugh. "So you named yourself after me, did you? I'm flattered."

The redhead's eyes widened as she realized who she was standing across from. This was the *other* Black Cat -- the thief she'd heard mention of during past investigations. She knew as much as anyone about the Black Cat -- a thief based in New York City that made a habit of targeting unethical businessmen and had made some impressive enemies as a result. She also offered her services to wealthy clients, and she didn't come cheap.

"Pretty sure I'm the original," the redhead responded. "So you're *that* Black Cat, huh? I've read about you, Felicia Hardy."

"...So *you've* heard of *me*? And I'm supposed to believe you're the original?" Felicia teased back. "Because this is the first I've heard of another Black Cat."

"Sounds like someone's not doing her homework then," the redhead teased.

Felicia shot the redhead a flirtatious grin. "Maybe I could use a little discipline. And I'd love to sit down and have a chat about which one of us is the original Black Cat. But my work is done here, and... oops! I just set off the alarm!"

She then made her way towards an open window, her grin never fading. "I'd better get going, hon. I advise you do the same... and since I like you, I'll tell you what; if you can catch me, maybe I'll tell you a little more about myself."

Felicia then leapt out the window and took off into the night. She cracked a sly grin as she noticed the redhead immediately following after her; as she darted between buildings and leapt over rooftops, she found a small part of her hoping the redhead would catch her.

This is gonna be more fun than I thought...