R. M. Sheridan | The DirectorMar 3
"I'm going to take it easy on you, Becka." Morphs into a perfect copy of Volta, complete with her full power set, and the same abject lack of arms.
Show threadBecka Sheridan | VoltaMar 3

@RMSheridan "Oh, don't you dare condescend to me like that, you raging bitch."

Becka hovers far above R. M., then comes crashing down on them, aiming to drive a foot clear down their throat.

Show threadR. M. Sheridan | The DirectorMar 3
@BeckaSheridan But R. M. has Becka's physical invulnerability—as well as her lightning-fast reflexes. They move just enough out of the way to spin about and deliver a sonic-boom kick to Becka's stomach. The blow sends the real Volta right through a brick wall.
Show threadBecka Sheridan | VoltaMar 3
@RMSheridan As Becka gets to her feet, her shredded clothes fall off her tall, toned frame, leaving her naked and thus discernable from her pale imitation. Flying at full speed towards R. M., Becka fires a laser blast from her eyes. She knows it won't hurt them, but it might knock them off guard.
Show threadR. M. Sheridan | The Director
@BeckaSheridan And it would've done just that, if R. M. hadn't countered the laser blast with one of their own. The resulting orb of laser energy grows with the increasing intensity of each Volta's ocular blast, until it blows asunder, shattering every window and sending every car tumbling over. The two blondes are also sent flying far apart by the ultimate burst of energy.
Mar 3 at 1:19pmWeb
Show threadBecka Sheridan | VoltaMar 3
@RMSheridan Incredibly, Becka is knocked unconscious by the impact, her motionless, bare body laid stomach up across the roof of a wrecked Audi sedan. Thus ends the battle. For now. Time for someone to step in and do what Becka, tragically, could not. [x]