Alcatraz breakout, cont.
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Robin's figured out who was behind the Alcatraz breakout and gave assistance to the most dangerous metahuman prisoners. Mammoth and Shimmer.
Where there's one, there's the other, and both are tied to Dr. Light. The question is if they're still here gloating, or if they're long gone. Nightwing glances down at the small device in his hand that shows his daughter's condition.
It's worsening.
Fingers close over it once more, a new and cold determination taking hold.
"Nightwing to all Titans. Mammoth and Shimmer are behind this breakout, and we've got reason to believe they're still here. We find them, it's a short hop to find Light. Omen - do your thing. Flush these pieces of filth out."
Where there's one, there's the other, and both are tied to Dr. Light. The question is if they're still here gloating, or if they're long gone. Nightwing glances down at the small device in his hand that shows his daughter's condition.
It's worsening.
Fingers close over it once more, a new and cold determination taking hold.
"Nightwing to all Titans. Mammoth and Shimmer are behind this breakout, and we've got reason to believe they're still here. We find them, it's a short hop to find Light. Omen - do your thing. Flush these pieces of filth out."
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Date: 2006-11-20 05:18 am (UTC)Cassie's thrown back, swatted away like a blonde Californian fly before she regains herself.
Okay, so fists? Definitely not the best idea.
She unhooks her lasso and twirls it above her head, aiming for Mammoth's meaty neck.
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Date: 2006-11-20 05:26 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-11-20 05:29 am (UTC)She doesn't mind being his yo-yo for a moment if it busies him enough for someone else to get a hit in.
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Date: 2006-11-20 05:46 am (UTC)"Cassie!" Damage calls out, sprinting forward, his arms glowing brightly. Sure, Mammoth is built like an Abrams tank, but despite that massive explosion that took out D-Bomb a few moments before, Grant's still got a lot of energy to burn.
Turning his shoulders and twisting his upper body, Damage cocks his fist back and aims a fierce uppercut at Mammoth's jaw. No one has ever really accused Grant of subtlety.
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Date: 2006-11-20 05:52 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-11-20 05:58 am (UTC)She grits her teeth as she lands on her back before getting up again.
Zeus.
This. Is. It.
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Date: 2006-11-20 06:06 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-11-20 06:31 am (UTC)Extending his arms, both fists pointed directly at the hulking, bearded brute, Damage unleashes a focused blast of explosive energy at Mammoth's feet.
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Date: 2006-11-20 12:26 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-11-20 11:16 pm (UTC)Of course, there are several ways this could go...
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Date: 2006-11-21 12:34 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-11-21 12:45 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-11-21 12:49 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-11-21 12:58 am (UTC)Man was he wrong.
As the blow hits, he can feel his breath knocked out of his lungs, thrown away from Mammoth, too distracted to shift before he bounces off the ground once, twice, and a shift into a magpie, with a bounce and a lopsided flight pattern out of harm's way.
He's really hoping that crunch was just the blow impacting, and nothing worse. The ache says otherwise.
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Date: 2006-11-21 01:09 am (UTC)Mammoth rolls until one knee and steps up with his good foot and one hand. With Mammoth's back turned he has an open shot at the bad ankle. Slater charges swing the sladgehammer again at the hurt foot, but this time he goes for the Anchilles' Tendon.