[color=FEE5AC][b]Dinah McBride / female / 21 / hero Location:[/b] the Streets of Centerville; What is even happening [b]Interactions:[/b][@KaijuBaragon] [@GingerBoi123][@superservo27][/color] The sound of metal footsteps echoed around the alley, Dinah holding her breath and remaining perfectly still as she listened to the cyborg kick over boxes and rummage around in search for her. [i]I should've just kept walking[/i], she thought to herself, her heart practically pounding out of her chest. She wasn't cut out for this, not at all. There were plenty of superheroes in this city, why did she have to go try her hand at it. "Jack" stopped in front of her dumpster; she could tell by the shadow cascading through the cracks and the clanging of metal on concrete. [i]Fuck[/i]. Next thing she knew, the container had been rapidly overturned, causing Dinah to yelp as she tumbled out into the alley at the robot's feet. Her hand had brushed the ground, the spot turning to gold and spreading for a few seconds before stopping. She continued to roll away and get to her feet in an attempt to some distance between herself and the robot, but she didn't get far. [color=black]"Hey, Tin-can!"[/color] she heard a voice yell, looking up just in time to see a figure throw something down into the alley. She leapt backward just in time as the flashing connected with the ground, the explosion and searing light blinding her for a moment as she tripped backward and landed on her back. She rubbed her eyes, ears ringing as she attempted to stumble to her feet once again, now thoroughly discombobulated and confused. Although, she was grateful for Hijack's intervention; she would have been done for otherwise. She was going to turn and try to run again when electricity crackled past her, headed straight for her original pursuer. She whipped around to see a woman, lightening crackling all around her and a wicked grin on her face. [i]Where were these people even coming from?[/i] she wondered, assuming that this character was friendly, as she had chosen to target good ol' terminator and not Dinah. She stumbled over to the woman though still kept her distance, all the while keeping an eye over her shoulder in case Jack tried to attack once more. She had a feeling he wouldn't be out for long.