I aim to misbehave

[jla-extras.livejournal.com]

As Zinda charges into the compound, the security car comes around the corner, heading towards the guardhouse. It accelerates when it sees the damage resulting from the car Green Shield threw.

Meanwhile, Arisia's ring detects activity in the building: lights coming on, a few people moving around inside.

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[elfinlantern.livejournal.com]

Arisia is monitoring a lot of things with her ring right now but most of it is passive. She's keeping the security cameras occupied and making sure that once the patients are disconnected from the machines, it doesn't alert anyone who isn't already alerted.

The activity does catch her attention but at the moment, it isn't what she's looking for.

[jla-extras.livejournal.com]

A door opens, and a man peeks out, ducking back in again quickly as he sees the wreckage.

[elfinlantern.livejournal.com]

Huh.

Well, she stays where she's at, instructing her ring to build a model to scale in front of her. If she's going to start to track people, she might as well do it well.

[jla-extras.livejournal.com]

The above-ground level is fairly straightforward: a number of offices and conference rooms, utility closets and kitchenettes. Exactly what one would expect to see in an office complex. Perhaps a little more security than the average office building, but all strictly state-of-the-Earth-art equipment, nothing to suggest alien technology.

The 3 levels below ground are laid out in typical hospital unit fashion, with both elevators and stairways connecting each level. No teleportation units. No matter transmitters. A dozen patients per level. Fourteen armed personnel in the entire complex.

But there are also two dozen unarmed personnel.

[elfinlantern.livejournal.com]

Arisia starts to put in sight lines and pinpoints all of the people in it. Right now, it is mostly just so she can tell any of the people who are engaged when there might be people sneaking up on them. It is a lot of things to monitor all at once but they're all generally low level.

[jla-extras.livejournal.com]

A dozen people are now clustered in the rooms along the south side, next to the windows facing the parking lot. The door opens again, and a megaphone slides through the narrow gap.

"Attention. The police have been summoned. Leave now and we may decline to press charges."

[elfinlantern.livejournal.com]

Arisia's eyes narrow at that. She's starting to stretch what she can and can't do without dropping something - or boosting her mental capacity with the ring. As much as she'd like to start to get civilians out but Mid-Nite said no. So, instead, she taps into the communications around the area, to see if anyone is actually coming, or better yet if anyone has been called. An ear piece settles on her ear and she listens to the traffic on the channels.

[jla-extras.livejournal.com]

She detects nothing that indicates that any law enforcement has been summoned.

[elfinlantern.livejournal.com]

Reaching out, to touch Zinda and Mid-Nite, Arisia speaks in their ears, "I'll let you know if they actually make contact with the authorities. So far they haven't."

[zinda-blackhawk.livejournal.com]

"Copy that," comes the response, without much in the way of banter. She's focused now on keeping the wolves at bay.

[jla-extras.livejournal.com]

"The police will be here in 5 minutes," continues the voice of a man who is hoping 2 pair will be enough. "Your images have been captured on our security cameras...."

[zinda-blackhawk.livejournal.com]

"One shot is all she needs to take out the offending speaker. "Should've told me we were gettin' our photos taken. I didn't even get a chance to smile."

[jla-extras.livejournal.com]

The broken equipment falls to the pavement with a loud clang and the door slams shut. A few agitated voices can be heard from the other side.

[zinda-blackhawk.livejournal.com]

A little target practice never hurts. "The next thing I see comin' outta that door better be a white flag!"

[jla-extras.livejournal.com]

More agitated muffled voices, then some less identifiable noises occupy the minutes before the door slowly creaks open again. A large white glossy flag pokes out, looking too stiff to be fabric. On second look, Zinda can tell that the "white flag" is the reverse of a medium-sized poster, attached to an umbrella.

As the flag dips, she can see that the front of the poster features a soaring eagle.

Determination allows mere mortals to soar to unimaginable, new heights.

[zinda-blackhawk.livejournal.com]

But a Blackhawk flies higher.

A moment of memory, gone as quickly as it returned.

"File out here so I can see what y'all are doing."

[jla-extras.livejournal.com]

The flagbearer emerges from the doorway, followed by a few other men and women dressed in corporate casual, their hands held high. "Who are you?" asks a frightened woman.

[zinda-blackhawk.livejournal.com]

"Someone with a sense of ethics, sug. Now just sit your li'l selves down and put your hands on your heads for me."

[jla-extras.livejournal.com]

They sit down, obedient under her gaze ... though the man holding the flag discovers his gaze is traveling up her legs to the hem of her skirt.

[zinda-blackhawk.livejournal.com]

Which never fails her notice. "Enjoy the view while it's here. You got, oh, I'd say, about three more minutes."

[jla-extras.livejournal.com]

He quickly looks away.

[green-shield.livejournal.com]

Oh, goodie, another car. She's smiles and stands run out in front of it, bow drawn. Can't damage this one too badly. It might have evidence.

[jla-extras.livejournal.com]

The car screeches to a halt, its high-beams focused on the archer in green. "You're trespassing on private property," comes a voice through a loudspeaker.

[green-shield.livejournal.com]

Two arrows in quick succession to the front tires.

"And you are under arrest for kidnapping, unlawful imprisonment, and likely a few things in the CDC rules. Out of the car!"

[jla-extras.livejournal.com]

"What? What're you talking about? Who the hell are you?"

[green-shield.livejournal.com]

"Green Shield. Under the Perez Act of 1985, I am to tell you we suspect up to 50 people missing and presumed harmed by forces larger than conventional forces can handle and possible metahuman involvement -" Where Lady Malay is concerned. "And to please exit the vehicle or leave the premises."

[jla-extras.livejournal.com]

"This is a Perez?" The loudspeaker shuts off, and the two guards inside the car seem to be arguing with each other.

The highbeams switch off and the passenger door opens. A young man, only a few years older than Green Shield, cautiously gets out of the car. "This--it's a research facility," he tells her. "Please--whoever're you're chasing, make sure they don't hurt the docs, okay? They do good work here. Really good work."

[green-shield.livejournal.com]

"No one is getting harmed if we can at all avoid it." There's something really starting to nag at her about all this. When is this all going to go boom? Dealing with these guards has been...Well, she's starting to feel like she's taking out the town of Mayberry and Zinda's accent "don't hurt none at all."

Still, no sense letting the guard down.

[jla-extras.livejournal.com]

The guard nods gratefully, keeping his hands where she can see them. "Uh ... so...." He clears his throat nervously. "Are you seeing anyone?"

[zinda-blackhawk.livejournal.com]

There's a metallic tap on the driver's side window.

[jla-extras.livejournal.com]

The driver looks over, then raises his hands cautiously. "Kid?" he tells his partner. "Stop trying to pick up the lady with the bow."

[zinda-blackhawk.livejournal.com]

She makes a beckoning gesture as she steps back. "Try thinkin' with somethin' other than what's south of the border. Keep 'em where we can see 'em, and whistle some Dixie."

[jla-extras.livejournal.com]

The younger guard gulps. "Uh, sorry, ma'am." He raises his hands, then purses his lips and tries to blow, producing what is quite possibly the worst rendition of "Dixie."

[zinda-blackhawk.livejournal.com]

She lets this continue for a few moments with a somewhat bemused look on her face before she cuts him off. "Stop before you hurt yourself or I'll have to."

[jla-extras.livejournal.com]

He cuts off in mid-whistle, starts to apologize, then clamps his lips together, his gaze jerking back and forth between Tara and Zinda.

The older guard keeps his hands in sight, but rolls his eyes at his rookie partner.

[green-shield.livejournal.com]

She shoots a looks to Zinda. "No one is getting hurt this evening unless they've earned it. The crack about seeing someone she's going to ignore. Damn. If she wasn't out here having a night she could steal some make out time with Travis provided everyone is back from...wherever.

Damn, all of this feels embarrassing.

"You want to look around the perimeter or should I?"

[zinda-blackhawk.livejournal.com]

She allows herself a smile. "Think you can beat the guys off long enough?"

[green-shield.livejournal.com]

There's a smirk as she nods to the younger one. "He wishes I'd beat him off." She drops the smirk. "I'm good. Go help Doc."

[zinda-blackhawk.livejournal.com]

The Blackhawk touches the brim of her pilot's cap briefly. "With pleasure." With a speed that's surprising given her choice in footwear, Zinda takes off deeper inside the compound.