Maria Helena Grayson (crossbow_bat) wrote in dc_nextgen,
@ 2011-05-27 21:20:00

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(Not Quite) Hell on Wheels (open)
Huntress opened the throttle on her bike and increased her speed. The men on bikes ahead of her had been pulling away, but she wasn't going to let them get away. They were part of a gang who were pushing drugs to middle-school kids and Maria wasn't about to let them go anywhere but to the land of pain and jail. Preferably in that order.

She had been following them for a few days to learn their supply and distribution routes so she could bring down the whole gang and not just two little fishes. Tonight they were heading toward Metropolis to meet up with a fellow member who dealt in Metropolis. She gunned the throttle and closed the gap between them.

Huntress pulled up along side of one and grabbed her crossbow. She aimed and fire, the small arrow going into the front tire of the bike. The front tire deflated and the bike flipped, the back going up over the front. The man on it went flying off and hit the ground hard. He wasn't going anywhere anytime soon.

Huntress kept after the guy on the other bike and pulled up along side of him. She took aim, but he swerved toward her and she had to swerve to avoid him hitting her. She straightened out and half stood up, putting her weight on her hands. She put her right knee on the seat and kicked out with her left foot at the man on the other bike.

He wobbled a bit before losing control. His bike started to skid and the rear wheel hit hers. Not good. So not good. Her bike started to skid and there was only one thing left to do. Huntress jumped from the skidding bike and went flying through the air. She tried to adjust her position to make a somewhat reasonable landing, but she had been driving too fast for that. She hit the ground hard and with some bone breakage.

"Ow. Double ow." There wasn't a part of her body that didn't hurt and she was going to lie here and enjoy the nice hard ground for a bit.

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	first_son 2011-05-27 11:41 pm UTC (link)
	He settles in to float a little above the scene, having been drawn by the sounds of the crashes from several blocks away. The guys don't appear to be in any danger of dying, and aren't going anywhere soon, so he'll leave that to the sirens approaching from the distance. The girl, however... "Try not to move until I have a chance to see what's broken." (Reply to this)(Thread)

	crossbow_bat 2011-05-27 11:45 pm UTC (link)
	"I'm guessing a few cracked or broken ribs, right arm and possible collar bone," she said. "Am I right doc?" Not even close to the first time she broke something. She had always been a daring kid and had more than her fair share of broken bones. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	first_son 2011-05-27 11:49 pm UTC (link)
	He settles in next to her, crouching down and sweeping x-ray vision over at least some of those that don't risk any impropriety. "Collar bone is ok, shows signs of a past break, but calcified enough... muscles are badly wrenched though. You're going to need a neck brace. Your right arm... definitely broken." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	crossbow_bat 2011-05-28 12:01 am UTC (link)
	"'Tis but a scratch," she said with a cheesy English accent. Though she suspected the reference may be lost on him. "See to them first. They're drug dealers dealing to kids. They should have enough on them to hand them over to the authorities." She took a breath, bit back the pain of her ribs, and slowly pulled herself up to a sitting position. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	first_son 2011-05-28 12:05 am UTC (link)
	"Take it easy, you might do more damage to your ribs if anything is broken. The police are on their way, they'll deal with them. I'm going to get you to where you can have a doctor take a look at you and get that arm set." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	crossbow_bat 2011-05-28 12:13 am UTC (link)
	"There's no point in arguing with you is there?" she asked. "Even if I say I'll be fine and can have someone at home set this for me. Right?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	Wandering around crossbow_bat 2011-05-28 04:41 pm UTC (link)
	Maria wasn't exactly one to sit still even when injured. She just wasn't any good at doing nothing so she started exploring the JLA HQ while Jon was being sweet and getting some food. (Reply to this)

	crossbow_bat 2011-05-28 09:45 pm UTC (link)
	Maria was coming back from her wanderings and wasn't quite watching where she was going. She bumped into a wall of muscle. "Oh I'm sorry," she said and then saw who it was. She smiled. "You're back." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	first_son 2011-05-28 09:52 pm UTC (link)
	"At least you didn't break anything, this collision." he teases, offering her part of the stuff he's carrying. "And you're wearing clothes still." he adds, still playfully. "Also good. Anyway, your burger is in here somewhere. I've also got all the basics I could think of, and a temporary change of clothes. We can wash your costume and stuff for you if you like." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	first_son 2011-05-28 10:05 pm UTC (link)
	That gets a laugh. "You're incorrigible." he replies, finishing handing over part of the burden and heading into her room to get things sorted, and lay out the clothes. "Sorry they don't fit that well. Jo and mom weren't around, so I just grabbed some of my things. I can step out so you can change, then we can eat?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	crossbow_bat 2011-05-28 10:12 pm UTC (link)
	"I try," she said. "It's a full-time job." She took the items from him. "Well I'm not shy so if you want to watch," she teased. "Anything is fine. I appreciate it. Thank you." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	Re: Dinner first_son 2011-05-31 11:51 pm UTC (link)
	Jon isn't too hard to find. He's been throwing himself into work trying to get things organized, and the league, more or less, has been his life since he returned from space. She just has to find the monitor room. "Hey, you look great. How're you feeling?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	Re: Dinner crossbow_bat 2011-05-31 11:54 pm UTC (link)
	"Very sore," she said and despite her words there was a smile on her face. "I have interesting shades of black and blue all over me." "I can't believe I slept so long." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	Re: Dinner first_son 2011-05-31 11:56 pm UTC (link)
	"You needed it." he replies, blushing just slightly at the first comment, and carefully not asking for any details. "You take anything for the pain? Might want to before we go." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	Re: Dinner crossbow_bat 2011-06-01 12:03 am UTC (link)
	"No thanks. I don't need to zonk out again or be loopy," she said. He was really cute when he blushed. "I'll be fine. I'll be less sore once I move around a bit." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	Re: Dinner first_son 2011-06-01 12:08 am UTC (link)
	"Ok, so just moving around some. We can teleport down somewhere with a bit of a walk so you can stretch your legs. So... where are we having dinner?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	Re: After Dinner first_son 2011-06-03 12:51 am UTC (link)
	He probably should be expecting something, but she's been well behaved so far, if just verbally mischevious. "Sure, anything." he replies, without considering it. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	Re: After Dinner crossbow_bat 2011-06-03 12:52 am UTC (link)
	"My bandages need to be changed and I can't exactly do that one myself. As much as I try to be independent, I'm not above asking for help when I need it." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	Re: After Dinner first_son 2011-06-03 12:54 am UTC (link)
	Which would mean... but he did promise anything... and of course, it makes sense... He blushes darker than any time previous tonight. "Sure... I can do that." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	Re: After Dinner crossbow_bat 2011-06-03 01:02 am UTC (link)
	"Why Mr. Kent, I do believe you have ventured into the crimson shade of blushing." She patted his cheek. "It could be worse. I could have asked you to help me with a shower." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	crossbow_bat 2011-06-03 11:21 pm UTC (link)
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