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Post by Oracle on Aug 9, 2008 11:14:52 GMT -8
Nightwing Posted: Jan 15, 2007 6:17 AM
He turned his eyes to Cassandra, whom had just entered the room. He didn't even hear her come in. He was so caught up in his rage. She looked pretty banged up. Whomever she had scrapped with did a nice job on her. Hopefully she wasn't hurting too much.
"Tim'll be fine." he let out, sounding exasperated.
Ignoring her question about Barbara...partially because he didn't want to risk Tim hearing about the hostages, and partially because he didn't want to even think about it
"How are you feeling? You took a few scrapes.."
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Post by Oracle on Aug 9, 2008 11:15:17 GMT -8
Wonder Girl Posted: Jan 15, 2007 6:31 AM
She walked over to Tim and frowned. She wondered who he got into a fight with. Sighing she saw a small chair and sat in it, her blonde hair covering her face.
“I’m… alright I guess. That guy almost killed me…” she admitted her fear. No point in hiding it. “I… I thought I was going to die.”
She fiddled with her fingers nervously before she looked up. “You never really answered my question Dick…” she said using his real name. “What’s going on? Where’s Oracle? And don’t lie to me…” she spoke looking him in the eye.
“I’m not stupid… what's going on?”
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Post by Oracle on Aug 9, 2008 11:16:08 GMT -8
Oracle Posted: Jan 15, 2007 6:42 AM
The still invisible Gypsy phased her hand solid and shook Black Canary trying to get her to a more conscious state. She needed to get up. Laying in the position that she was in would do her no good. She leaned down, her voice coming across as shaken. "Canary, you need to get up."
Her hand disappeared from sight again. Having the advantage of staying hidden was all she had right now. She needed to use it.
"You are more vulnerable in this position. We need to take him down. Please get up."
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Post by Oracle on Aug 9, 2008 11:16:25 GMT -8
Black Canary Posted: Jan 15, 2007 6:46 AM
Dinah gathered what strength she had and slowly got to her feet leaning against the wall of the alley for support. She tried to take a stop forward but the pain that shot through her knee told her that wasn't going to happen. She massaged her throat trying to relax all the muscles that had tensed during the blow. As they slowly started to relax she found it easier to breathe. Maybe if she was lucky she would be able to get the cry to work long enough to finish the fight if Gypsy needed her to.
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Post by Oracle on Aug 9, 2008 11:16:43 GMT -8
Nightwing Posted: Jan 15, 2007 7:04 AM
He sighed lightly, allowing himself to fall back a bit until his back hit the wall. From there he just kind of slumped down to a sitting position on the floor. Every single one of his flaws and weaknesses showing as plain as day.
He didn't want to admit it, but he had to. "She's going to turn herself into Calculator." he started, taking in a deep breathe. "He has two hostages. Two of them being fathers, one being her own."
He didn't mention the other being Tim's father, just in case Tim was partially awake.
"And the only way for these men to be saved is if she gives herself up. He has a tracer which'll alert him if anyone aside from Oracle gets within range. The only two people who could possibly be fast enough to beat that tracer are the Flash and Superman. But Flash is out of commission and Calculator has Kryptonite. So even if Superman went there, he wouldn't be able to do anything, and Calc would kill the hostages."
He sent his fist into the ground. Just saying that made his blood boil in his veins. Calculator was one twisted S.O.B. and Dick would mess him up when this was over...he'd make damn sure of it.
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Post by Oracle on Aug 9, 2008 11:17:01 GMT -8
Wonder Girl Posted: Jan 15, 2007 7:17 AM
Cassie looked back in shock. How could someone be that cruel? To kill two innocent men. She frowned wondering who the other man was but got the message that Dick wouldn’t share that information anytime soon.
She scooted her chair closer to Tim sighing. Everything seemed to by crashing down on her and her friends. It wasn’t fair…
She saw Tim move slightly and Cassie leaned over. “Tim.. are you okay?” she asked quietly as Clark and Dick had their conversation. Again, Dick’s fist hit something.
“Please be okay…” she told him thinking of Conner. She couldn’t lose Tim. It’d be too much.
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Post by Oracle on Aug 9, 2008 11:17:21 GMT -8
Calculator Posted: Jan 15, 2007 1:42 PM
"Now now gentlemen, it will all be over soon enough. You're both giving your lives for something wonderful, a chance to finally see evil triumph over good. To see my greatest moment. You see once I know who Oracle is, i'll be able to piece together so much. I won't kill her, not at first. I'll keep her alive, torture her you see. I want all of her little secrets. Killing her won't do much, someone else will take her place. But if I know what see knows, then nothing can stop us. It will be the advantage that the Society needs to destroy every Super-Hero there is. Of course, the world that will be shapped after that, well you won't be around to see it, but let me assure you it will be like nothing you could imagine. You should see the plans we've already drawn up. It's lovely. But of course the best part will be knowing that I did all of it, that finally I have shown that I am the best, that even the mighty Oracle is nothing next to me! Finally I will stand over her broken body and she will know that all of the misery and pain was brought down by me! And I shall finally know peace."
Looking back at the two men as they gave him the stare one gives the crazy old vet who told you that toothpaste was used for mind control, Noah chuckled. They couldn't appritiate it, but it just felt so good to say these things out loud. Thirteen minutes were left, soon Oracle would be here. He knew she would, there was no way she wouldn't try, selfless little bug she was. He'd still kill them both in front of her, just to make her squirm.
"Yes, very soon it will all be over. Forever."
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Post by Oracle on Aug 9, 2008 11:17:56 GMT -8
Oracle Posted: Jan 15, 2007 2:05 PM
Barbara attempted to find a way into the back entrance of GCPD Headquarters, but she stopped by a small set of stairs.
Her patience was weary and her nerves were on end.
Making her way back to the west side of the building, she maneuverered around and parked herself in front of what was left of the main steps.
There was no way she was going to be able to get into that building.. not without help.
Keeping her left hand gripping a set of escrisma sticks she used her right hand and flipped open the small wristbound computer on her wrist.
With a few quickly typed codes she connected to the channel that Calculator had previously used to get a hold of her.
Adjusting her earpiece, she spoke, her voice still being filtered by her trademark voice synthesizer. Though, soon, it wouldn't matter.
"I'm here, Calculator."
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Post by Oracle on Aug 9, 2008 11:18:25 GMT -8
Prometheus Posted: Jan 15, 2007 2:06 PM
"GAAAH! SONOFA!"
Dropping down to his knees, the tonafa leaving his hand, it was all Prometheus could do to stay awake. He had no problem with pain and he was quite well armored. But still, it felt like a metal pipe to the back of his head...... oh shit. Reaching up, and that was still hard even with the pain dropping to a horrible ache, his worst fears were confirmed when pieces of his helmet came away in his hands. Damn, he had been meaning to increase the armour on this new model to get it up to par with the old, but he never had the time. Grabbing his Tonafa he took quick stock of the situation. Ok his helmet was in bad shape, however he could still use it somewhat. Unfortunetly that meant only one fighter at a time and even then, some of them would be incomplete, but he wouldn't know who or how much unless he took the helmet off and hooked it up to his big expensive equipment. Yeah, not happening anytime soon. Well he could still salvage this. Ravager was kids league, Black Canary was hurting bad and this new chick, well she had to be the one who hit him. Obviously not a fighter. While he couldn't use the scary moves he had before, Prometheus was no slouch. On his own he was a very good fighter, you had to be in good shape and have the training to use the moves he did. Some slob off the street couldn't strap on a helmet and fight like Shiva. So he had himself and one other fighters moves and style, at a time anyway. Plus he had his weapons, so first things first. Use more weapons. He wasn't a fan of guns ............ ok that was a damn lie, he loved the things. Pulling out two 9mm handguns from behind him, he had four of the things hidden all over his suit in ways that not even Superman could find them (thank you lead casing!), and then he took aim. He didn't intend for any of them to hit, he was trying mind you, but heros dodged bullets everyday. No this was just to tire them out and keep them from ganging up or making a plan. Firing both guns, he did chuckle at the thought of plugging one of them. Oh but wouldn't that be some good luck?
"Well screw me sideways ladies, now we've got ourselves a deathmatch! Only one of us is leaving here alive, and I say only one cuz there is only one of me. Guess who the three corpses are?"
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Post by Oracle on Aug 9, 2008 11:18:47 GMT -8
Captain Boomerang Posted: Jan 15, 2007 2:21 PM
"Sorry Len, but that isn't gonna happen."
Great, frickin speedster has to go and freak him out with the running and he couldn't get them any further then this? No wonder his dad hated the Flash so much. Gripping the boomerang tighter in his hands, , Owen was thankful that he was just using regular ones on Len. A razor one would really hurt about now. As it was, he couldn't really fight him, not even if the worst he'd do was just give him some bruises. Not yet, not now. He was still to much a friend, still too much family. Maybe down the road they'd fight but now? Owen just didn't have the heart for it. Which left only one, just as dangerous option. Talking. He knew Len and he knew that there was one chance of avoiding a fight. However if he didn't tread carefully, it'd be worse then throwing a bomb in a crowded room.
"Way i've see it, you've got two choices Len. One, you walk away and leave Gotham alone for tonight as one last favor from you too me. After this it's a clean slate between us and you can come after me and the Flash. You know you can beat him now, he can't break your ice on his own and you've gotten good enough that you can hit him at least a third of the time. Or, option two, you kill me. You want the Flash dead, I know that. But he can save alot of lives tonight, more then me and my boomerangs can. So option two, my life for his, you come at me and we fight and maybe you kill me. Real good chance of it. Then you leave anyway. Even trade, my life for his. It all balances out that way, at least for tonight."
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Post by Oracle on Aug 9, 2008 11:19:03 GMT -8
Black Canary Posted: Jan 15, 2007 2:26 PM
Dinah quickly ducked and dove out of the way as bullets flew at her. She cried out slightly when she felt the impact with the ground yet again. This night was just getting worse, and this guy was really starting to piss her off. She gathered what strength she had and quickly got to her feet. Doing her best to ignore the pain running through her body she leaped at him landing a roundhouse to his right arm knocking the gun out of his hand. As she came down her knee gave out on her sending down to one knee. Knowing she was in a very bad postion she quickly landed her fist into the side of his left knee and quickly tried to roll away from his next attack.
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Post by Oracle on Aug 9, 2008 11:19:49 GMT -8
The BatPosted: Jan 16, 2007 1:34 AM The OMAC sentry was approaching fast but the last two hours had felt like and eternity. Batman had monitored all the communications which took place as he prepared for the assault on Noah. He was enraged over the comments from Noah regarding the deaths which occurred. It always pissed him off when the manic criminals blamed others for the twisted use of the heroes technology. But no time for that now, Batman new the real deal. Despite the losses, things were salvageable. Flash and Bommerang were handling Cold, Cassie had her hands full but now that the Boyscout was on the scene, he'd fly to the rescue. Prometheus looked like Canary could take him. And, as usual, Noah's maniac power trip left him blind to what had just happened. Batman knew it was always Noah against O that started this whole thing. Though things were going to be manageable, Joker had thrown a wrench into things. Now Barbara only saw herself as sacrifice to try to end this. Batman smiled a sick smile to himself. Yes, this was salvageable. Ra' had not responded to the favor Batman had tried to call in. Now he could only presume Ra's had a hand in this. He always wanted Gotham to fall. Batman would never let it happen. Beaten and broke, she still represented what could be best in all of us when we pulled together. This assault proved no different. Batman had mobilized Orpheus to organize the dock workers and they had begun to organize the street gangs. This contingent had been used before, " the enemy of my enemy is my friend" the gangs would congeal into a force to attack those would sought to "take over" their territory. Under Orpheus' guide, they could defend half the city along the river. Across town Batman deployed similar tactics. He remembered a meeting with a prominent army commander who pulled out of the Iraqi conflict. That man had said, " A strong foriegn invader can never defeat an organized, local militia, remember Vietnam?" Even in Noah's altered state, he could not defeat the mounting odds. Even now the tide was turning. Batman climbed into the tank but before closing the hatch spoke aloud, " Kent, don't be too far off. Noah will try to savor this moment. The distration I have planned will have to play out quickly." Then, closing the hatch, he headed for Gotham.
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Post by Oracle on Aug 9, 2008 11:20:51 GMT -8
Oracle Posted: Jan 16, 2007 7:09 AM
As the bullets thwipped around her, Gypsy kept her chameleon abilities in the present. She was till vulnerable to the bullets blazing past her, but for the meantime, there were other things to worry about than a grazed bullet penetrating her flesh.
"You mean to tell me that would be you, you, and YOU?"
As Gypsy turned, she ducked quickly to escape the line of attack that Black Canary's foot was to deliver to Prometheus.
Oh. Nice one. Get knocked unconscious while you're at it, Cindy. That'll look real impressive on the resume.
The helmet--! She quickly sweeped to Prometheus's left side.
The helmet was their only change to assist them with the situation. If they destroyed the helmet or managed to get it off, they'd have more than a seventy percent chance of rendering him unconscious.
"Canary--! Attack plan Gamma!" She knew that Dinah would know what she was talking about. Their high-sign speak for a series of swift, rapid attacks. If they were able to get Prometheus's level of confusion up to where he would be worried about strictly defending himself from the blows, that could be all of the distraction that they needed to get to the helmet.
As Canary delivered another kick to the man, she whipped around and kicked his feet out from under his body, allowing him to hit the ground... for once.
Maybe this could be all the advantage Canary needed to gain control of the situation.
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Post by Oracle on Aug 9, 2008 11:27:16 GMT -8
Calculator Posted: Jan 16, 2007 7:48 AM
"Really? If that's true then you are either invisible or the worlds smallest woman. Not pulling another Jean Loring are you? Just look at how the last time that happened ended."
Scanning around, he switched to several forms of sensors. fianlly he caught something on infared and his electromagnetic sweep. Ground level still. Either she was afraid of heights or didn't want to risk crawling through rubble. Or she thought that she could lure him down for a trap of some kind. Fool.
"Oh no worries about the stairs, we have a nice little elevator service for you. Don't want to damage your nice little shoes do we?"
Even as he spoke, he took control of a small hoverdisk that a Kobra officer was using. After dumping the man off of it, and he was sure necks didn't bend that way, he brought it speeding over. In a matter of moments it was waiting silently next to Oracle, free from Noah's command so she could use the controls. He didn't want anything to spoil the big reveal, it was like Christmas only so much better. Of course, the hover disk could only go up or down, so no chance of her trying anything heroic.
"Welcome to my palor."
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Post by Oracle on Aug 9, 2008 11:28:13 GMT -8
Posted: Jan 16, 2007 8:53 AM Barbara rolled her eyes over his comment. "Insvisbility is an option I don't possess unless I'm under Harry Potter's cloak."
Geek humor.
"Where did you hear I was an invisable being? ....in a comic book?"
She shook her head and watched as a silvery matallic disc floated down to her level.
Pleasent.
Rolling her chair onto the disc, she allowed it to float her entire form up to the roof of the GCPD.
Barbara's eyes first caught sight of her father and then Jack Drake. She tried to give them an assured look that things were going to be okay.
At least, that's what she hoped.
"Welcome to my parlor."
She turned, looking to the metallic figure standing before her. Though something in his face looked oddly familiar.
Blessed with her photographic memory, she was able to instantly put a face to the man before her.
He was the man who dawned the name Schickard back at Penguin's victory party. Calculator was right in front of her and she didn't even know it!
It was ALL over now... He finally got his wish. He now knew the true identity of the Oracle.
"You can stop starring now."
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