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If at First You Don't Suceed

Aug 17, 2011 21:27

Who: Tim and Alice
What: Damsel in distress! Sorta...
When: Aug. 17th, 10:45 PM
Where: The Park
Rating: PG-13-ish
Status: complete( Read more... )

alice cullen, *status-in progress, !closed, tim drake

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futureinmotion August 18 2011, 03:41:34 UTC

Alice was walking in the park. Many nights she found her way there, since the streets were not particularly interesting after everyone had gone to bed and everything had closed. The park wasn't especially interesting either, but it was a little better. Plus, other insomniacs tended to gravitate there as well.

Tonight, too, she had a nagging feeling that this was where she needed to be. It hadn't quite solidified yet, but Alice knew better than to ignore these little urges. If she wanted to know why, she had to follow ( ... )

emit_dark August 18 2011, 04:07:41 UTC

After the martial arts and weapons training, Bruce had taught Tim something very important. It came to him easily on nights like this, when he was out in the open.

"Nature is one of your best allies Tim, listen to it. Animals sense danger before most humans, they're your best early warning system."

Of course, that that been on a small lecture on how to treat the city as a living organism, but in Aternaville, he was able to take the advice more literally. There were no natural sounds in this section of the park; it was what had drawn him there.

There was a woman walking alone near a stand of tall, unattended bushes. Switching filters on his mask from night vision to thermal and gasped. There was something there, but it was crouched, practically impossible to tell what. All Tim could tell was that it was roughly the size of a full grown man, and there was no good reason for a man to be lurking in the bushes like that.

'Remember last time. If it's too much, contact Abe, get to the police station.' As much as it would wound him, he ( ... )

futureinmotion August 18 2011, 04:39:55 UTC

Alice heard the warning cry in her thoughts an instant before it reached her ears, and that was right on the heels of the crashing of shrubbery as the thing leapt. She forced herself not to move too quickly. Time didn't move for her the way it did for humans, and it felt as if she took an hour to turn, as if in surprise, and face the monster.

It looked like a giant praying mantis. Taller than she was by several feet, with pincers fit to snap a human being in half, glittering insect eyes, and hungry, wet mandibles. Even as she watched, it shrieked, and its skin began to change.

So she wasn't going to tear its head off. What would a human do? Alice had never been human, for any practical purposes; at least she couldn't remember it. She'd learned to improvise in most everyday situations, but she'd never had to play the damsel in distress before. What would a helpless, frightened human teenager do?

She sucked in a deep breath and screamed, loud and long and shrill. She leaped ba-- no, she backpedaled, one short step at a time, and--

( ... )

emit_dark August 18 2011, 05:19:37 UTC

The moment Tim switched filters on his mask again, back to night vision he wanted to groan.

'What is this, Farmer Brown all over again?!'

"Come on ugly, let's dance." Tim taunted, reaching behind him for his staff, smirking he felt the tazer end hum to life, even as his mask bleeped loudly in his ear, a line of green flickering over his right eye.

'Molecular make-up in flux.'

"In flux to what?!"

FWOOSH. CLANG! One massive bladed arm swung out; Tim blocked instinctively, but could tell without really looking the steel was notched, he'd felt the metal give. Changing stances, the boy shifted back nearly the whole length of the staff and pressed another button near the base--a length of looped wire sprung out of the opposite end, the sort of thing used to wrangle out of control animals ( ... )

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