some people just deserve to die.

[goodsoldier]

Who: STEPHANIE, KATE, HELENA, and JASON
What: vigilante anti-Militia party
Where: Deadman's Walk 12, Dog Fenn; assorted other locations possibly
When: backdated to the night of Jan. 31 and into the wee hours of Feb. 1
Notes: there are some different sections, one for Kate and Steph to meet up/coordinate, one for Helena and Jason to do the same, and one where y'all tag anyone you want GO WILD, because coordinating 4 people in different time zones is just not gonna work
Warnings: torture and general violence!

Helena had told him she'd meet him there, as finding a baby-sitter with little warning isn't always easy. He uses the travel time to take notes on the four different transmissions he'd received, sorting the information and prioritizing it. Of the four, the Howl Barrow raid kept his attention the most. There is a face, a name, and an address. That seems promising, and he figures, it would be best to move fast.

People talk about the transmissions in brief, hushed intervals, but he sits there like he really is studious chemistry major Nate, head down, notepad filling up. There is, however, a long black bag at his feet, heavy with useful things that would be difficult to explain were anyone to open it right here, right now.

No one does, of course. Even busy, Jason tends to exude a certain sense of fuck off please, an attitude generally respected by Baedal citizens of all stripes.

Helena is his only real ally right now; it would take an emergency for him to think of calling on Tim, Barbara, Superboy, or Stephanie. And this isn't an emergency yet. He's sure they can handle this, as long as they're quick. He does imagine that other people are taking similar actions across town, and he spares enough time to think that sooner or later, they're going to have to coordinate, somehow. He doesn't know how soon that will be true.

Comments

[joiedeviolet]

Going upwards is a good idea. It's darker on the roofs than on the sidewalk and if they accidentally make any noise, most people would just chalk it up to nighttime animals.

Once they're safely on the top of a brownstone, Kate gives Steph a sheepish expression. "Sorry about that. It was the first thing closest to me."

[controlledvariable]

She climbs up this time, because the buildings not tall enough to warran a grappling hook and it's just as easy to pull herself up.

"It's okay," she smiles, small but forgiving, "It stopped us from getting spotted, and at least it wasn't my hair."

[joiedeviolet]

It's a good thing that for this block, all the buildings are attached so moving from one to the other just involves a few steps or a small climb over a wall. Moving along with the Militia is easy as pie and it doesn't take long to pinpoint exactly where they're headed.

"Dinner?" Kate ask with a quizzical look towards Steph as the gang stands in front of a restaurant. "Let's get them before the appetizer."

[controlledvariable]

She keeps up easily, moving almost completely silently beside Kate and keeping a constant watch on the militia to make sure none of them are getting suspicious.

"Should we split up?" She's frowning at the scene, not sure what it means, but she thinks it might be best if they come at the militia from two directions.

[joiedeviolet]

Kate nods at that idea. With this many of them, they need all the advantages they can get. It's quick shimmy and Kate's on the sidewalk in the darkest shadows, watching them enter the building. "I take front, you take back."

[controlledvariable]

Steph lands beside her, "Be careful. We'll meet back at the park if things go to hell."

She doesn't wait for an answer before disappearing back into the shadows, carefully skirting around the building to make her way to the back entrance. She leaves her bo staff in it's holster for now, taking out a few batrangs instead before sneaking in.

[joiedeviolet]

That's all well and good because Kate doesn't bother answering anyway as she's busy stringing her bow and making sure everything is set and in place before she kicks in the door.

There's no do-over here.