You recognize the man who was let out of a black sedan. Michael Grey, a "scout" for the human traffickers in the city. He was dressed in a sports jack, dress shirt and a nice pair of slacks. You've seen this before, where the predator decides to pretend to be an agent for a modelling agency or something similar and leads the girl to his car.

ITts not long before a teenage girl gets off one of the long distance buses, holding what looks like a heavy luggage bag. Michael Grey takes a few discreet photo of the girl and waits a few minutes before approaching her and leading her towards the empty parking lot.

Cait moved in quickly in pursuit.  Of course, she could take down Michael easily enough... but better to follow him, and see if he'd lead her to the others.  And she might be able to rescue more girls, as well.  She activated stealth mode and moved in.

Michael walked to a car across the street, placing the girl's luggage in the trunk and holding the door open for the girl. She seemed nervous, but eventually got in the car.
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Hood moved up and grabbed on to the back of the car, activating her climbing system to keep hold.  Her target should be distracted enough to not notice the extra weight...

You see that Michael passed the girl a soda to drink and the girl soon passed out. Michael started the car and then drove to a street with mostly abandoned houses. A pair of large men exited one of the larger houses and came outside to bring the girl inside.

Cait followed, stealthily.  Soon, she'd see how many there were to take down, and how many there were to save.

The men bring the girl deeper into the house. It seems there are at least six large and armed men total, and by your count, at least a dozen girls here.

Well, now.  This was more interesting.  She moved up behind one of them, and took just a moment to hear what they were saying.

"What'd the boss say?" the one you stood behind asked another.

"The usual, you know, same as it always was," another said.

"...remind me to leave one of you around to tell me who the boss is," said Hood, fading into existence behind them.  She then struck down the first one.  Why give them a chance to respond?

Used Luck to make this a 27

The one you hit went down instantly, the men then drew their guns and opened fire.

(OOC: Three of the men are here currently. Make  two toughness saves vs a DC 0f 19)
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20:45, Today: Hood rolled 16,29 using d20+10,d20+10 ((6,19)).

Battle Mode Engaged

Hood snarled audibly and began to strike out against her foes!

Rolled a series of attacks; the third is a 12 which might miss, stopping the chain, but starting with the two who hit Hood, of course.  Damage is 10.

Two more of the men went down as the last two arrived as backup.  These two men were carrying tactitcal shotguns and fired at you as the approached.

(OOC: One hits with a toughness DC of 21.)
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22

Hood closed with the men, slashing with her claws-- but they fired, and the cloak of her outfit protected her, but the force stopped her attack from connecting.

So, a miss on that attack roll.

The man continued to fire at you as they took cover behind the bar and flipped up tables for cover.

(OOC: All misses.)
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Hood closed with them, snarls turning into roars of rage!

15 and 19 this time.

You managed to take down the two with the shotguns, the last thug decided to flee instead of fighting and her ran right out the door.

She was behind him, and on top of him, like lightning.

"...Oh, dear," she said, flexing her claws.  "This isn't your day, is it?"

'Hey! Don't kill me! I give! I give!" the man pleaded.

"Give me your boss, then," snarled Hood.  "You can't run from me and you can't hide from me."

"If I do that, than she'll kill me," the man said.

"A name!" snarled Hood.  "I know what you were going to do to those girls.  What do you think I'm going to do to you?"

"I don't got a real name for her, I never saw her in person. She goes by Matriarch," the thug said.

Hood digested this.

"Run," she said.  "Keep running.  We won't talk a second time."

And she went to check on the captives.

The man fled as you headed back inside. The girls were gathered in the master bedroom upstairs, taking care of the new arrival.

"...So the pimps are gone," said Hood.  "New girl doesn't have to stay.  What's your next move?"

 "They are gone?" One of the girls asked in a thick Spanish accent. "Is this real or a joke?"

"Very gone," said Hood.  "You might have heard the gunfire.  And the screaming."

Most of the girls quickly left the bedroom, looking for the various telephones the house had. The girl who spoke with you and her friend stayed in the room, talking to each other in Spanish.

"What about you two?" Hood asked.  It didn't feel right to just... leave them.  Even if there wasn't that much she could do.

"We have no where to go," the first girl said. "We are here illegally and if we are deported the cartels will like take us and sell us again.

"...you need friends, and help," said Hood.  She handed over a card she'd been given once.

"Maybe they can help you.  Better than staying here."

The girls took the card and left.

Cait did, as well.  No telling who might turn up here, looking for her, or anything else...