[hr][hr][center][h1][color=99ccff]Edwina Fairfax[/color][/h1][img]http://66.media.tumblr.com/d1e907b092b2fb2a0fd0dd5d40fa3fdc/tumblr_mh42bwKkl01qjxl1no3_250.gif[/img][/center][hr][center]
Location: Subway ---> The Sewer
Interacting With: [@Din] Nyt[/center][hr][hr]Edwina bit her lip. She was sick and tired of running, having done little else for the past month. Nodding at Nyt's plan, Edwina ran with her through the subway, sticking to the walls and avoiding the lines of sight whenever possible. The station was only partially underground, complete with a glass roof to allow in natural light--as well as lines of sight for the chopper. Eventually, as Nyt threw their bags into the sewer, Edwina grimaced a bit. 

[color=99ccff]"Ugh...Do we [i]have[/i] to?"[/color] she grumbled a bit, before following suit and sliding down into the sewer with Nyt. She held her breath, as if Amanda Waller and her crew of crazies could hear them, even then. She almost shushed Nyt, before her eyes widened a bit, getting an idea. 

[color=99ccff]"Can you throw you voice to Gotham? Maybe the Bat'll come and help us,"[/color] Edwina proposed, knowing that they wouldn't be able to keep on doing this. They needed all of the help they could get, no matter where it came from. It wouldn't be too long before they slipped up, a mistake that would cost them their lives. 

And Edwina wasn't ready to die just yet.