It wasn't like Ashton wasn't aware that things were going to shit. It was Gotham, after all. And a Gotham without Batman, at that. But it still felt like every time she sat down to just rest, something new happened. 

Her TV had turned to static, and she was just about to hit the old piece of junk when a distorted voice came on, talking about bombs in different areas of Gotham. Uptown Central, Midtown West, and the Penitentiary. Immediately she started putting her gear on. Chances were the GCPD would immediately go to Uptown, after all, that was the elite and they would get the most protection. The Penitentiary was the least likely to get help, but she figured there was a reason for that. 

Midtown West Side, she decided, as she raced out of her apartment and got into her Jeep. Sure, there were gangs and mobsters there, but there were also civilians. That was most important. 

She didn't get too far in her Jeep. Everybody was evacuating, whether on foot or in a car, and that meant the roads were blocked. Didn't take Ashton too much time to ditch her car. What was harder was trying to run in the opposite direction of everybody else. Finally, she got away from the crowd and found GCPD officers - to her surprise - and a woman in red who must have had the same idea. 

"Any word on the bombs?" she asked, not bothering to introduce herself. Instead, she slung her rifle into her hands, years of training putting her into a comfortable zone. "Has anybody set up a perimeter? Or started a sweep? What's going on?"

[@1Hawkeyes]