[center][img]https://images-ext-1.discordapp.net/external/xC5YjVJWYVLtzVLzqskMAdLcZ1eSTk8gYr-2H6iIpEE/https/fontmeme.com/permalink/230130/91d40e48b7c17b05912bd8f581fda8bd.png[/img][/center] [color=00ffff][b]Location[/b][/color] Gotham Harbor [color=00ffff][b]Interactions[/b][/color] The Team [hr] This was a far cry from a bank raid. Sitting in the dark for hours when Cora’s eyes glowed in the dark, around old electrical lights and harbor rigging when she set that stuff off by being around it. This was the kind of mission that Stormcaller’s powers were downright antithetical to. It was for this reason she had her helmet fitted with a tinted visor like the kind people wear for riding motorcycles. Not to prevent herself from getting flashbanged- she couldn’t be- but to make sure no one saw Cora coming. Of course, there was nothing she could do about the fact that some electronics around her were just allergic to Stormcaller’s presence. Nothing except hope for the best. Core sat on top of a shipping container, watching the armed thugs bicker with each other from a distance. Nymph seemed a little quiet, but that was fine. She didn’t know a lot about the girl, but Daphne Al gave her the impression she felt overwhelmed, which was weird given she was here long before Cora, but oh well. She had to wonder what the odds were that these guys were possibly dealing weapons. Weapons that fired bolts of energy such as the ones she looted during the bank robbery. It was a slim chance, but surely the bad guys had crime rings they kept up with, right? A Crimebook, a Felonsapp, or something? Things like that were bound to get around. If this [i]was[/i] a connection, it would help her side investigation with Rain. He’d eat that stuff up. It could- [color=00ffff]”Ohhhhh [i]shit.”[/i][/color] There were bullets flying suddenly- Ballidtic bullets, not high powered lasers. Not immediately ruling out the weapons, but definitely not helping their case if they [i]were[/i] selling speciality fuck-off broomsticks. Stormcaller swung her upper body behind the shipping container, back to where she and Nynph had posted up. They were pretty far away, so there was little chance that they could be bit. Nynph could probably take several bullets with that weird royal form of hers, but Cora was unfortunately unable to turn into a bolt of lightning. If she was being honest with herself, she wasn’t sure what the procedure for this was. If the bad guys were shooting at [i]her[/i] then she’d swing a thunderclap, and lift over their heads. But they were shooting each other and Batman ordered them not to get involved. Would they kill each other? Or would they scurry off with injuries less than fatal? The decision was made, however, when Rain reported a civilian in the crossfire. At least, she hoped it was civilian, since they wouldn’t be armed with so many guns. Talos went in for the attack, and Rain and Iceburn went in for the injured… Cora thought for a second and came up with an idea. [color=00ffff]”I’m going in, joining Talos.”[/color] When she relayed this, Stormcaller turned to Nynph. [color=00ffff]”Our powers can stun the thugs easiest. Let’s go.”[/color] Stormcaller scurried over the shipping container, and soared above the ground in a straight line. Cora saw Talos swooping about and eating bullets like donuts. What Talos didn’t see was the thug about to take a shot at him from behind. Cora fell out of the air and landed on him. She planted a metallic, gloves hand on his back and blasted him with a staggering voltage. It was a trained shock, measured enough to stun the man into incapacitation, without causing an harm to him. More importantly, it didn’t cause a blinding burst like a lightning bolt would. Nothing worse than the barrel of a gun. [color=00ffff]”Keep them away from the injured so Rain and Iceburn can help. Nynph should be right me,”[/color] Stormcaller said to Talos, as she drifted up to search for another in the immediate vicinity. Sure, Batman wouldn’t be particularly happy with them, but that guy’s family wouldn’t be happy if a family member died on them. So as far as Cora was concerned, Batman could go fuck himself. For now, anyway.