Still Running

[mucous-magus.livejournal.com]

He emerges from the Gotham train tunnels, bruised and bloody, but at least he's alone. He's not sure why. That spell might have helped, sure, but if those two want him they'll be after him.

So he's not the target. Good to know.

He should find Selina, warn her. Or maybe he should get to Zee, talk to her. Divine if Selina is the target or not. Find out who is. Do something.

All he really wants to do is find somewhere to collapse and hide, but no. That has to wait.

Right now, he just needs to keep moving. He's at one of the parks now, making fairly good magically-enhanced time. Moving among the hidden paths of Gotham, taking shortcuts through the sprawl where he can.

Finally at Gotham Park, he forces himself to stop. He's wheezing something awful, and isn't in nearly the shape to do this. A quick rest and then he'll be back on his feet, ready to go.

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[shiva-wusan.livejournal.com]

"Mmmmmm. Just remember I do not do these things for you."

[mucous-magus.livejournal.com]

"I'd never trust you if I thought you did."

He rises from the bench, having rested enough for now--especially as it seems those two aren't following him, which doesn't make him feel any better.

"Shall we find him, then?"

[shiva-wusan.livejournal.com]

"Let us find him."