[ It’s tempting – really tempting for a second to turn that back into some kind of retort. But gun or no gun he’s still a maybe-ally. He can save these men without compromising the objective. He knows he can. ] Just you wait.
[ A silencer on the batarang clicks into place; he lobs it and holds his breath until he hears the soft clink of metal against metal. As soon as he knows the men heard it too; as soon as he watches their eyes move and their postures shift he’s off, a yellow dart slinging up onto the narrow platform just below the barricade. He’s exposed and wide open, and in a split second his lag time’s run out. One more batarang’s enough to knock the gun free from one, but the quicker guard is firing already, following him as he runs down the platform and makes a dive for the shadows down on the other side; the opposite side from the door. He can hear their feet pounding as they chase him, but rather than waste another batarang he makes a leap and a somersault, away from the building and towards another stack of unused containers. ]
You guys have gotta stop sleeping through Basic.
[ The models they’re using are something new, something different than anything he’s seen back home. Too fast to count the shots, too fast to keep dodging if he doesn’t take them out of the equation soon. He can’t quite see the door anymore, but he can buy them a little more time before he takes out the guards. ]
no subject
[ A silencer on the batarang clicks into place; he lobs it and holds his breath until he hears the soft clink of metal against metal. As soon as he knows the men heard it too; as soon as he watches their eyes move and their postures shift he’s off, a yellow dart slinging up onto the narrow platform just below the barricade. He’s exposed and wide open, and in a split second his lag time’s run out. One more batarang’s enough to knock the gun free from one, but the quicker guard is firing already, following him as he runs down the platform and makes a dive for the shadows down on the other side; the opposite side from the door. He can hear their feet pounding as they chase him, but rather than waste another batarang he makes a leap and a somersault, away from the building and towards another stack of unused containers. ]
You guys have gotta stop sleeping through Basic.
[ The models they’re using are something new, something different than anything he’s seen back home. Too fast to count the shots, too fast to keep dodging if he doesn’t take them out of the equation soon. He can’t quite see the door anymore, but he can buy them a little more time before he takes out the guards. ]
Come on, come on...