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)

first_son
2011-05-28 12:40 am UTC (link)

"Nope." he agrees, using a combination of heat vision and super strength to turn the thug's wrecked bike into a makeshift stretcher, with the leather seat turned into a pillow and rests to help immobilize her injured arm. As soon as its done, he helps move her onto it.

"I'm sure they could, but I also know the Gotham crew enough to know there's a history of rushing recoveries. If you're going to chase people to my town, you get to play by the local rules... starting with taking care of that arm and getting your ribs double checked."

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	crossbow_bat 2011-05-28 12:47 am UTC (link)
	"No. No stretcher," she said refusing. "I'm not that badly hurt. Just give me a lift if you're going to make me see a doctor." The Huntress couldn't afford to be seen as weak in any way. He was right about one thing. There were sirens and lights in the distance and getting closer. "Does that also hold true if you ever visit Gotham? You get to play by my rules?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

first_son
2011-05-28 12:51 am UTC (link)

"Alright, hold on then." he replies, doing his best to protect her bad arm and be careful with her ribs.

"My father and Batman had a deal along those lines, and I've tried to respect it. When there's time, I try and notify Batman, and likewise, when he has time, if he comes here, he usually gives us a call. There's a history of Bats being territorial... and not liking playing by anyone else's rules, so having it in place has helped soothe relations." he explains as he flies towards the house of an EMT he knows. She can do the checks, but will be discrete, so Huntress doesn't get seen or photographed at a hospital.

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crossbow_bat
2011-05-28 01:04 am UTC (link)

She would have enjoyed the closeness of tall, dark and muscled if she hadn't been in pain.

"I would have called, but I don't have your number and I kind of had my hands full at the time." Huntress managed a small smile. "I'll forward you a copy of my ass-kicking itinerary so you'll know when I'll be in town."

"By the way, these guys have connections in Metropolis. I've been watching them for a few days."

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first_son
2011-05-28 01:10 am UTC (link)

"Motorcycle chases count as 'not enough time to call'." he responds with a smile, settling down quietly and knocking on the door. "I've dropped in on Batman before too, mostly dealing with that smuggling ring. I'm curious if these guys might be related, since we've seen a Metropolis-Gotham connection before. Just because you're going to need to rest a little while doesn't mean you can't be useful. I'm not the greatest detective, so if you want to team up for a bit here, let me handle the head-cracking while you help with your leads and poking around to track them down, I could use the help... and it'd give your arm and ribs some time."

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	crossbow_bat 2011-05-28 01:16 am UTC (link)
	"So I do all the work and you get all the fun? Hardly seems fair, but I'm game. I'll go crazy...crazier...if I don't have something to do while these bones heal. Goodness knows we don't need /that/ happening." What a nice smile that was too. "Thanks, by the way. I appreciate the rescuing the damsel in distress and this," she said as she nodded toward the door. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	first_son 2011-05-28 01:31 am UTC (link)
	He turns his back while the doctor checks her ribs, but remains where she can hear him, anyway. "Nope, not fair at all. If you want fair, don't crash next time." he teases. He figures she can handle it. "You're welcome though." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	crossbow_bat 2011-05-28 01:37 am UTC (link)
	"I'll put that on my things to remember list," she shot back with a small chuckle. She held her arms out as best as she could while her ribs were being bound. "Know a relatively good but not expensive hotel where I can hole up for the night? I'm hoping the doc here gives me some of the fun pills for the pain." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	first_son 2011-05-28 01:48 am UTC (link)
	"Yeah, or the YJLA can arrange a room for you for free. If the doctor does prescribe something for you, I can pick it up too, to keep things more discrete." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	crossbow_bat 2011-05-28 02:01 am UTC (link)
	"I'm a big girl and can pay my own way," she said. "All those nine to five days at the job have to go be good for something, but thank you for the offer." The doc finished with her ribs and then started taking a look at her arm. "You can turn around now," she said. "It's kind of cute that you're so modest and polite." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	first_son 2011-05-28 02:10 am UTC (link)
	He turns back around when given the ok to do so. "Yes, but we can offer you more privacy and a change of clothes. Probably more comfortable too. Consider it a perk for all the risks." He shrugs at the latter comment. "Raised well, I guess." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	crossbow_bat 2011-05-28 02:19 am UTC (link)
	"Kicking ass is the perk of the job, but you're right and I will accept your offer." She glanced down at her arm for a moment and looked away when she realized the doc was just about to set it. The not fun part. "It's cute. It's refreshing considering the company I usually keep." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	first_son 2011-05-28 02:22 am UTC (link)
	"An extra perk, then. Its not all fun and games. I'll make sure arrangements are made." he moves, at the doctor's instruction, to help stabilize her while the arm is set. "Thanks... I think." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	crossbow_bat 2011-05-28 02:27 am UTC (link)
	"It was a compliment," she said. "The company I usually keep these days are like those idiots I chased here from Gotham. Because you know drug dealers, pimps, mobsters, and thugs offer a girl the best time and we have such interesting conversations during ass kickings." She chuckled and then stopped because of the pain in her ribs. "Ow. Shouldn't have done that." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	first_son 2011-05-28 02:33 am UTC (link)
	"Charming. I haven't passed my witty banter classes yet, I usually don't even let them get to the end of their monologues." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	crossbow_bat 2011-05-28 02:41 am UTC (link)
	"I can tutor you if you need it. I got A plus plus plus in that class. Uncle Bruce said it's genetic in my case. Which he's probably right." She looked down at her arm. The doc was already putting a cast on her arm. She looked at Jon. "You can be the first to sign it." Not that it would stay on that long. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	first_son 2011-05-28 02:45 am UTC (link)
	"I'm sure you could. I think I could handle that... and not the strangest way I've been asked for my autograph. I'll sign it when we reach the HQ. Give the plaster time to dry." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	crossbow_bat 2011-05-28 02:54 am UTC (link)
	"Well usually I like to have cute guys kiss my boo-boos to make them better, but I'm thinking you may be a little too shy for that so I'll settle for the John Hancock." She gave him a wink and removed her mask. "Would it be possible to stop on the way and grab some takeout? I haven't eaten since lunchtime." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	first_son 2011-05-28 02:59 am UTC (link)
	He smirks at the comment. "I suspect you might claim a few more boo-boos if I took you up on that." he retorts with a small grin. "We're using the teleporters, going direct. I'll run out and grab food while you get settled in and make a room delivery. What sounds good?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)