"Try agin," Zoey said, pushing her blade closer to the man's throat.

"...Like steroids..." gasped the thug.  "...kinda on steroids?"

"Why?" Zoey asked.

"To get, like, super-strong and stuff?" he said. "Takes a little while for them to kick in, though."

Was the man carrying any on him still?

...No.  But suddenly he was writhing, spasming...

"....Just a little longer," he panted.

"What the hell is happening?" Zoey asked.

He roared, twisting out of her grasp as he shuddered and convulsed... and grew somewhat larger.

"Of course," Zoey said with a sigh and drew her sword.

Init

(OOC: Initiative Roll - Zoey Greer rolled 25 using 1d20+12)

Go!

Zoey attacked the muscle-bound man-thing with her sword.

(OOC: Attack Roll - Zoey Greer rolled 33 using 1d20+13. Crit, so 12 damage)

The thug staggered back, but rather than attacking, let out a roar-- and footsteps said others were coming, and fast!

Zoey attacked the thug again, she wasn't about to retreat yet.

(OOC: Attack Roll - Greer rolled 20 using 1d20+13)

He went down, but more would be here soon.  She had only seconds to act.

Time to go now. Zoey took off running.

However strong they were, they were no match for her speed.  But now what?

Zoey looked for a place to hide.

Perception and Stealth

(OOC: Perception & Stealth rolls - Zoey Greer rolled 14,23 using d20+12,d20+13)

There wasn't a good hiding place that she could get to quickly!

Zoey decided to climb a wall instead.

That appeared to have worked.
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Zoey took a peak down to see what was happening.