Stark Industries, Saturday

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This was definitely not the way Jessica expected to start the day. She barely realized there was anything wrong as she made her way into work, at least until her spider-sense alerted her to the vampires silently swooping down to take a bite from her tasty neck flesh.

Long story short, she found herself shoving a couple of webbed up wakwaks into the back room here at Stark's and locking the hell out of it before cleaning up a few fresh cuts. Once she was cleaned up a bit, she put up a sign on the door to the back room saying "VAMPIRES! DO NOT OPEN!"

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The wakwak weren't amused about their current predicament, but at least the upside of today's madness was that Jessica was unlikely to hear them struggling and screaming in the backroom.

The downside was that she probably couldn't hear the third wakwak throwing itself at the front door in a way that generated a very loud thump.

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Hear? No. But the fact that her spider-sense was starting to tingle was a good indication that she should grab something heavy to use as a weapon.

She ended up grabbing a comically large 1980's style boombox. Look, it was in here to be repaired anyway, what harm could a little more damage do to it? She even turned it on and cranked the volume, just in case the sound vibrations did anything to help.

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Time to find out, since the wakwak bashed against the door one final time, forcing it to open. It burst in, all screams, lashing out claws and talons first for--

The boombox. It was annoying.

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If it wanted the boombox, Jessica was willing to give it the boombox. She threw the boombox at the wakwak, then dove over the counter, removing any barrier between her and it.

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The boombox dinged off the wakwak's head. It let out an unearthly screech, momentarily blinded, flailing around in an effort to reach Jessica.

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Jessica fired two webs as she sidestepped the flail. The first was at the wakwak's face to keep it blinded, while the other one was a line at the airborne boombox, which she pulled back to herself.

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The wakwak reached up and tore at the webs on its face. The distraction didn't make it less dangerous, though, as it hadn't forgotten about Jessica, the sharp talons on its feet were lashing out blindly.

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Jessica dove under the talons, sliding across the floor behind the wakwak, then threw the boombox at its back. Just to make sure that continued to be an annoyance, she also threw some webbing to keep it there.

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Well, now the wakwak had removed the webbing from its eyes, but it had a boombox stuck to its back. Every positive had its negative. Wait... that wasn't how it worked.

It screamed again, locating Jessica with a glance. It shot forward, trying to grab her arms.

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Jessica hated it when monsters were that fast. Her arms were secured, but her fingers were free. So she shot a stream of webbing, aiming it inside the wakwak's mouth.

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Screeching was a whole lot harder with a mouth full of webbing.

As was biting, apparently, not that it kept the wakwak from trying to chomp on... well, anything, really, judging by the way it was biting at thin air near Jessica's face.

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Jessica needed more room to move right now. Since her arms were being held, she jumped as much as she could and rotated her body to aim a dropkick at the wakwak's jaw. She didn't kick as hard as she could under better circumstances, but it still wasn't exactly a love tap.

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It was enough to make the wakwak's head snap back, and it retreated quickly to avoid another blow.

It stretched its wings out as far as it could in the store and screamed, baring its teeth. And tongue. It had a very long tongue.

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With the amount of screaching this thing was doing, Jessica was actually happy she couldn't hear anything. But if it was going to give her a present like stretching its wings out, the least she could do was fire a lot of webbing to tether them to the ceiling while she tried to move in for a kick to the throat.

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Both wings stuck to the ceiling like they belonged there. But while Jessica's kick certainly kept the creature from screaming, it didn't keep it from lashing out with its talons again. If it could just get near her stomach...

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Jessica twisted so that she got a bad gash across her stomach and not something much worse. She used one hand to web that area up on herself while the other hand tried webbing the wakwak's feet to the floor.

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This was an extremely awkward position for a wakwak.

Stretched out with its talons to the floor and its wings to the ceiling, it could do little besides flail with its claws and stick its tongue out.

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Now that it was staying there for a little bit, Jessica went over the counter to continue gathering as much cable, wire, whatever she could find to bind these monsters up in something that wasn't going to dissolve eventually.

And maybe she could also put together a quick high powered taser to make sure they were knocked out when she eventually tried doing that.... That should probably happen before even really treating her wounds, because the wakwaks in the back room would be getting out of their webbing soon.

[OOC: Thanks!]