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[ourlastbesthope]

Who: Capa and Hayley and Azteeeec!
Where: Corridor on level four
When:  Afternoon
Warnings: Mild violence

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[victimofnoone]

Hayley gave the sort of dismissive nod that said she would begrudgingly agree. The girl wasn't fond of what was going on around them, sure, but she wanted to help. In some weird way, this seemed like the way she could make up for letting Joker get away and put herself back even in the universe's mind because, beyond justice, she was all for helping people. Given how much she had been wandering around without getting caught, she wasn't as worried as Capa about staying out of sight; she was clearly not someone the guards were looking for

[ourlastbesthope]

He heard heavy footsteps at the top of the stairs and so Capa headed back down quickly, slipping and sliding as best he could without breaking his neck. As long as he got to the bottom without incident, a few bruises weren't going to kill him. He had to admit that this was actually a little...exhilarating. It wasn't particularly fun because he didn't relish the thought of these "gods," roaming around, but it certainly beat sitting around, having too much time to think

That's a really pretty icon.

[victimofnoone]

"Sorry, I didn't mean--" She began to the god, already backing off and beginning a complicated escape plan in her mind, before realizing Capa was already returning. Her warden's presence made her feel slightly more at ease despite no real justification for it. The last time this had happened, Capa had been injured for her and she had died anyway; then he had died trying to save her. She hated that memory and wanted to get as far away from it as possible

It's one I rarely get to use, unfortunately.

[ourlastbesthope]

He looked up to the silent man and then chanced a glance to Hayley. "Go!" he urged her again and then finally focused all his attention on the guardian who seemed so much different than anything else he had ever encountered. He found himself thinking that they had all been sucked into someone's dream...the goddess' dream. Of course, that wasn't really plausible, but it still made him worry.

He didn't have time to consider it now, though. He took a swing at the man, knowing that it was futile but, again, meaning it to be a clear distraction, rather than a takedown attempt. He was going to be as annoying as possible, despite realizing that it was a worthless attempt.