104 [voice]

[batmanschmatman]

[Private to Sarah Connor]

Where are you?

[Private to Sara Pezzini]

How do you feel about taking down some zombies?

Comments

Private

[psychic_hotline]

Already on my way.

Private

[isthenight]

See you there.

[terminatefate]

Where do you need me?

[isthenight]

Somewhere where you can talk him down.

[terminatefate]

I'll need help getting as close in as I can. [Along pause.]. This is bullshit -- this whole goddamn thing. [Her voice is suppressed anger, boiling up. What the shit was Arthas doing?]

[isthenight]

Tell me about it. I can get you in. Give me your coordinates and I can have a plane there in ten.

[terminatefate]

Am kinda midway through bullshit zombies, just picking shit off. [The roar of her shotgun is a little deafening for a moment.] Can get to a clearing or...some fucking shit. This is worse than the public toilets in L.A. [She pings out her location, which ought to show up nice and neat assuming Arthas The Lich King isn't fucking with signals, too.]

[isthenight]

[In that case, the plane's probably not the way to go. Luckily, he's got motorcycles on hand because Bats are more prepared than boy scouts.]

ETA: three minutes.

[terminatefate]

Works for me. I'll be ready to jam.

[isthenight]

[He's counting on it, because about two minutes and fifty five seconds later, Batman is tearing through the remaining zombies on a motorcycle, stopping short right behind Sarah.]

Get on!

[terminatefate]

[Sarah wastes no time, hopping on even as she's priming another round and firing. There are rounds strapped to her and she's armed to the teeth. But there's part of her that knows this will end badly. That doesn't matter, though. Not right now. Getting there? That does.]

Get me in there, and then the hell out. You probably have a ton of better shit to do than fuck around with this disaster. [The undead enjoy swarming, and here they come.] Unfucking believable. He'll know we're coming. [She pegged a zombie in the face with a shitgun blast. Those ice blue eyes were Arthas's. Sure as shit he knew they were coming for him.]

[isthenight]

You'd be surprised, [He called back, taking off again as soon as he was sure she was holding on. He's glad he thought to ditch the car - it's easier to navigate the terrain on the bike, and it's easier to dodge any members of the undead that want to try taking a swipe at them.]

Has anyone heard from Tirion yet?

[terminatefate]

Dunno. I know I haven't. If anyone's gonna take Arthas down from this dumbfuckery, it'll be him. [She paused, scowling.] I'm not sure if I can do jack shit, but at the least, I'll be a distraction.

[Sarah was worried about a few things, one of them was what kind of effect she'd get by getting in that close and if she'd be able to do anything. Not trying wasn't even an option.]

[isthenight]

Let's hope he came to port. [It was grumbled, maybe not audible over the wind and the engine as they swerved sharply around a zombie and a building corner.

The second part was a little more chilling - pardon the pun - and he felt his jaw lock a little. There was a really good chance she was right, and he was never big on the whole using someone as live bait thing either, but. Desperate times. And maybe Arthas would listen.]

[terminatefate]

Agreed.

[Sarah pegged a zombie with a twist and aim of her shotgun, working with the turn of the bike to help clear the path a little more.]

If he didn't come? He'll be here.

[Sarah was fine with being bait. Just fine. She also knew her chances and was willing to try--for Arthas--no matter how this went.]

[isthenight]

[Dick made a note to compliment her once this was all over on her shooting. Right now, there was more important stuff to think about, like how they were coming up on the drop zone, and this needed to be timed well.]

We're coming up on Kay's coordinates. I'll cover you both from this end, but you're gonna have to get off and get going fast.

[terminatefate]

Can do. [She was good about dropping off from moving vehicles, motorcycles were a little different. You had to time everything a little more closely thanks to less vehicle. It'd be a slide-off tumble. And she could do that.]

Thanks for the ride.

[Counting it out, she waited until the last possible second and then was gone, shot gun blazing as she went. That helped mostly because there were a few zombies intent upon sinking their teeth into her as she came flying in.]