((You were walking down a street, when a woman with steely grey clothing that looks almost like armor, gets literally thrown out of a bar. She stumbles a little, but quickly gets into a fighting stance. She smiles charmingly as she looks at you, but a large, fat man walks out of the bar.)) "Hey." The woman shouts. "You gotta remember, a cat always lands on her feet." The man just scowls, then lets out a drunken roar as he charges the woman.