[ Cat shakes his head, which is punctuated with "Tsk tsk tsks," and the waving of his metal staff, like he's wagging his finger. ]
I'm no quitter, and I'm definitely not handing over my miraculous. That won't work for me.
How about an option C? I like that letter.
[ The victim Cat saved quite wisely uses the opportunity to scamper off, and others who haven't been victimized yet follow his lead. He's still not sure what's happening with the ones he was too late to save, though.
She said she would send them on a tripe down memory lane, but just what were they seeing? Ladybug is so much better at figuring this stuff out. ]
Oh, sure. How does "captured" work for you as an option C? Or "captivated" maybe?
[ She takes aim at him next, trying to hit him with her magic instead of the fleeing civilians. If she can catch him in a memory, maybe he'll make an easie r target. ]
[ He smirks. No matter how much she protests, if he gets her to make a pun, too, he always considers it a win. He continues keeping a careful eye on her, taking note of the way her expression briefly changes before coming after him again. He knows that Hawk Moth must communicate with his victims in some way, but...
Ah well. No time to contemplate that now. ]
You want to dance? Then let's dance, cherie.
[ His parkour really comes in handy here, though one thing still nags at him at the back of his mind as he keeps her at bay: he's going to need Ladybug. ]
It's not often I get to play the mouse in a cat-and-mouse game.
[ He's too damned quick for her, though! Before Hawkmoth can decide he wants to try his hand at backseat Villain again Memento changes tact. She stops chasing with a smirk, turning her attention to the civilians on the street, most of whom are getting out of their cars to stop and take pictures, videos, or just drink it in with their eyes. A few are showing some good sense, running for the nearest buildings, but for the ones foolish enough to stand their ground-- ]
Looks like someone's feeling left out! Don't worry, plucky little Parisians, I'll give you a show.
[ She charges up another attack to snag a few more victims. Too late the people realize what's happening and begin to panic and try to run. Cat Noir will HAVE to stop running and stand and fight, unless he wants to see them caught up in her sway! ]
[ Once he’s gotten some distance, he activates the communicator in his weapon, trying to get a response from Ladybug. While waiting those precious seconds, however, even missing her address to the public, he hears panic begin to swell up, causing him to hit the brakes on his parkour and turn sharply.
Damn.
No time. He switches gears too, rushing back, spinning his pole defensively as he arrives back on scene in an attempt to deflect her blasts. ]
Ah-ah-ah! [ His tone ever playful— ] These aren’t the mice you’re looking for.
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I'm no quitter, and I'm definitely not handing over my miraculous. That won't work for me.
How about an option C? I like that letter.
[ The victim Cat saved quite wisely uses the opportunity to scamper off, and others who haven't been victimized yet follow his lead. He's still not sure what's happening with the ones he was too late to save, though.
She said she would send them on a tripe down memory lane, but just what were they seeing? Ladybug is so much better at figuring this stuff out. ]
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[ She takes aim at him next, trying to hit him with her magic instead of the fleeing civilians. If she can catch him in a memory, maybe he'll make an easie r target. ]
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He sees her taking aim, and waits for the last moment before leaping out of the way of her memory blast, landing on another rooftop nearby. ]
More like “cat-ivating.”
[ AND HE HAS THE GALL TO WINK AS HE CORRECTS HER BECAUSE. because.
Just smack him. ]
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INTERNAL SCREAMINGShe actually stops long enough to stare at him, then glowers. ]Oh that was terrible. You need to be punished for that one.
[ "Less horrendous wordplay, more Miraculous fetching, Memento! Or I'll take back your powers!"
Wow Hawkmoth what a freaking party pooper. If she has to put up with
clawful puns she's going to make her own too. ]Now come here like a good little kitten...
[ But she's not content to wait for him, chasing after him and trying to get in close range so that he won't be able to dodge her so easily. ]
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Ah well. No time to contemplate that now. ]
You want to dance? Then let's dance, cherie.
[ His parkour really comes in handy here, though one thing still nags at him at the back of his mind as he keeps her at bay: he's going to need Ladybug. ]
It's not often I get to play the mouse in a cat-and-mouse game.
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[ He's too damned quick for her, though! Before Hawkmoth can decide he wants to try his hand at backseat Villain again Memento changes tact. She stops chasing with a smirk, turning her attention to the civilians on the street, most of whom are getting out of their cars to stop and take pictures, videos, or just drink it in with their eyes. A few are showing some good sense, running for the nearest buildings, but for the ones foolish enough to stand their ground-- ]
Looks like someone's feeling left out! Don't worry, plucky little Parisians, I'll give you a show.
[ She charges up another attack to snag a few more victims. Too late the people realize what's happening and begin to panic and try to run. Cat Noir will HAVE to stop running and stand and fight, unless he wants to see them caught up in her sway! ]
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Damn.
No time. He switches gears too, rushing back, spinning his pole defensively as he arrives back on scene in an attempt to deflect her blasts. ]
Ah-ah-ah! [ His tone ever playful— ] These aren’t the mice you’re looking for.