Arcee: *she hadn't wasted a lot of time getting out there, the coordinates again easy to follow and clear cut. She glanced around at the deserted place, the quietness of it adding onto the creepy feeling she already had. The place was clearly abandoned, no one else around within miles *

Nemesis: *Quiet is a good adjective. It's almost too quiet - but then, there's not a sentient being for miles...other than her, and well, him. Is currently sitting in the shadow of one of the ruined buildings, one leg up, the other stretched out - visible, though not immediately, but isn't trying to hide*

Arcee: *she stopped midway through the desolate place, hesitating only for a moment before starting forward again, glancing around her as she moved * I know you are out here.

Nemesis: *Glances up at that, optics glowing...smirks slightly* Of course I am. *Starts getting up*

Arcee: *she crossed her arms over her chest, optics flashing in the late afternoon light, watching him as he started to get up. She knew he was out there, and she was glad he'd revealed his location, it gave her a chance to stay a safe distance away, for now *

Nemesis: *Smirks a bit widely, remaining where he is, for now* So, Pinkie. What is it that you're ready for?

Arcee: *she blinked at him, the fear behind her eyes hidden rather well. She stared at him for a moment before actually speaking to him.* I'm ready for you.

Nemesis: *Shakes his head a little, chuckling in a none-too-friendly-manner* Prove it.

Arcee: *she just glared at him, not really wanting to attack him directly, to initiate it.* You said something about analyzing the code. From me. What did you find?

Nemesis: *Seems to brighten a bit at that* Oh, that! Well...like I'd hoped...it's integrated itself into your processor. *Taps the side of his head* It's a part of you now, Pinkie...like it or not, it's there to stay.

Nemesis: *No sign if he's lying or not*

Arcee: Huh. *she grunted a little bit at that, not entirely disappointed, lie or not. She was kind of growing to like how she was now, though unwilling to admit that to him.* Is it going to get worse?

Nemesis: Probably.

Nemesis: I'm hoping it won't be too long until you start turning on your friends. *Is waaaaay too cheerful about this*

Arcee: *she gave a little growl * That isn't going to happen. *she didn't like how happy this made him, it just enraged her *

Nemesis: There's really nothing you can do to stop it. Little by little, you'll lose yourself. *Tilts head, smiiiiirking*

Arcee: I can control it. I've been workign with it for this long.

Nemesis: So you think.

Nemesis: But since you've gone and offered yourself up so nicely, I think that I'll take advantage of that and see what happens when I give the program a bit more of a boost.

Arcee: Boost...? *she didn't shy away, she was rather curious what he wanted to do, though she didn't really intend on letting him.*

Nemesis: *Nods, stepping forwards slowly - it's almost like a cat, the way he's slinking* Boost. You know, a little reinforcement.

Arcee: Uh huh. *taking steps backwards away from him..* What is that supposed to do?

Nemesis: Speed up the corruption.

Nemesis: What else?

Arcee: Oh, naturally. Well, sorry, I don't plan on letting you do that. * growling at him, still backing away.*

Nemesis: You said you were ready for me, didn't you? *Leers at her, continuing to walk - is trying to back her up against a half-decayed building*

Nemesis: I expect you to fight, really - to put up a good one. Well. As best as you can manage. The thing is...there's no finish line here. We're not playing a get-away game. You came here...and you're -mine-.

Nemesis: *With that...LUNGES*

Arcee: *she was ready for him, she'd said it, and she meant it. She'd been waiting for this, and while she knew she was no match for him strength wise, he was a big brute and she was much smaller and lighter, she knew she'd make up for it with her speed and agility, proving that point and avoiding him lunging at her, murmuring to him, and herself, though it is unclear who she's speaking too.* Not fast enough...

Nemesis: *Barrels through that building, but isn't slowed down by it - spins around, optics glowing malevolently as he grins again*

Arcee: *she waited for him, hands clenching and unclenching nervously, watching him, waiting for his next move *

Nemesis: *Doesn't keep her waiting for long - forms his sword, moving forwards, slashing in a wild, but somehow precise manner*

Arcee: *she growled, her weapons weren't like that, and she didn't have a lot of time to get out of the way of the sword, but she managed to move with minimal damage, she couldn't get out of the way completley. She swung her arm, bringing her weapons online, the crossbow aimed and ready, firing several shots in rapid succession *

Nemesis: *Keeps moving, getting in her space - what shots she hit him with are ignored as he tries to get inside her range, continuing to slash as he does so. Isn't giving her any breathing space*

Arcee: *she winced as the sword ripped through some of her armor, and finally, instead of dancing with him, she lunged forward, leaping on him and clinging to his chest, raining blows down on his head *

Nemesis: *Growls at that, reaching up with his nontransformed hand to grab her and pull her off - the blows aren't hurting him too much, but they're a nusciance*

Arcee: *she snatched at him, clinging to him as best as she could, trying to fire shots at him from close range but was unceremoniously plucked away from him *

Arcee: *she wouldn't admit it, especially not to him, but she was actually having fun with this. This was the most action she'd seen in a long while, and she intended to make the best of it, regardless of her fate *

Nemesis: *Tightens his grip on her back, then THROWS her at a nearby ruin rather uncerimoniously. Let's see how well she takes it, versus how he did!*

Arcee: *she crashed into the ruins, landing in a heap at the bottom, covered with the rubble caused by her hitting the rock. There was a lot of movement for a moment, then a mild little groan as she attempted to get herself out from underneath the rocks *

Nemesis: *Strides over, stabbing down into the rubble without a second thought - then stabs again in a slightly different place*

Arcee: *she howled as he hit her several times, then pulled herself together and lunged out of the pile of rocks, coming at him snarling, weapons powering up again and firing at will *

Nemesis: *And once again, takes the hit - bits of his armor being scored and damaged, one bolt even hitting him hard in the shoulder joint - but it doesn't slow him down, not even by an astrosecond. Pulls back his fist, and SLAMS it forwards towards her face as she lunges for him*

Arcee: *she dodged the blow, vain little creature that she was, instead opting to take the crushing hit in her shoulder as opposed to her face, sending her reeling back several yards away from him, where she paused, a twisted, sadistic grin on her face *

Nemesis: *Is...impressed by that look, mirroring it. Unclenches that hand, then clenches it again* Good...very good. *Practically purring the words*

Arcee: *she stared at him, her expression remaining the same * What's good? *she asked, purring right back at him, almost a mockery....but not quite *

Nemesis: *Tilts his head, grinning* Already...so far...heh. Heheh. *did he just giggle?  Yes, he did. It is an evil giggle*

Arcee: *she cocked her head at him, not totally understanding his words, then just stared at his giggle. She blinked once...twice, then snorted at him.* So far along, is that what you mean?

Nemesis: You'll see. *And is lunging forwards again, making an uppercut-slash at her midsection*

Arcee: *she gave a surprsed grunt, and crumpled against him at the hit, involuntarily flinching in anticipation at the next hit *

Nemesis: ...or maybe not...hn. *Elbows her with his other arm* Doesn't matter.

Nemesis: It'll all end the same...

Arcee: *she grunted again as she was elbowed, then shoved herself away from him in anger, and in pain * Death? Or insanity, in your case?

Nemesis: Both, in yours. *Moves at her again, reaching to grab her by the throat*

Arcee: *she ducked under his hands, throwing her weight into him, attempting to knock him over, though she doubted she'd be able to do it, he was so much damned bigger, and didn't seem to tire. She was getting tired *

Nemesis: *With his current stance...no, that doesn't work, is not moved in the slightest. Aims a kick - a powerful one - at her, trying to knock her into the air*

Arcee: *she went sailing into the air whee! then came crashing down to the ground, landing hard, knocking her senseless for a moment as she tried to regain her stance of at least standing upright. She glared up at him, rage in her eyes *

Nemesis: *And just like the other times before - he's not giving her an instant to rest. He's there, throwing a punch, face alight with a maniacally sadistic glee*

Arcee: *frustrated, she can't do much but take the blows, she can feel herself growing tired, they'd been physically fighting for a while, but she wasn't about to give up, and she darted beneath more blows ramming her own fist into his gut, hoping to at least cause some damage, as he's caused plenty in her *

Nemesis: *Doesn't even make a sound, though part of his armor dents - reaches down to grab that fist, and haul her up into the air with it*

Arcee: *she was squirming viciously and attempting to hit him as she dangled from his grip. It hurt, a lot, but she didn't let that faze her * Bastard.

Nemesis: Virus. Get it right. *Throws her down at the ground, hard enough to make a crater*

Arcee: Whatever. *she hissed as she was thrown down, landing with a crash, unmoving for a few moments *

Nemesis: *Plants his foot on her back, starting to press down hard*

Arcee: *she gave a little groan, then pressed herself up as best she could, arms weak, then strengthening, then lifted his foot- not all the way- but enough to flip herself, and twist his foot viciously in the process, tryign her hardest to at least bring him down to the groun *

Nemesis: *Is surprised by that, and it hurts - like everything else - but the main thing it does is mess with his balance. Falls a kneel*

Arcee: *she was glad to bring him down to her level, and she didn't let go of the foot, instead continually wrenching it the wrong direction, trying desperatly to get the upper hand, her being pinned and him above her was a familiar and terrifying situation *

Nemesis: *If she won't let go...fine. She doesn't need to. Slams that foot into the ground, trying to her her in the movement, too*

Arcee: *she dodged him, panting, the crash to the ground having done more damage than she'd have liked * What do you want with me?

Nemesis: Right now? *Glares down at her, the smirk returning* I want you to offline. *Aims another kick at her*

Arcee: *she gave a growl as his foot connected with her, and she could feel the crunch of her armor and wires as he did so * WHY?

Nemesis: Because I've got bigger fish to fry once I'm done here. You're just a diversion.

Nemesis: *KICK!*

Arcee: *growls, whimpers, nearly offline * What...? Bigger?

Nemesis: Much bigger. *Starts getting to his feet, gazing down at her*

Arcee: *durled into a little ball * How so...?

Nemesis: Oh...you'll see. For now...night night, Pinkie. *A final kick - this one aimed at her head*

Arcee: *aaaaaaaaaand gone *