Entry tags: | inactive - calypso, inactive - damien wilson, inactive - henry cain, inactive - j'anna j'onnz, inactive - lian harper, inactive - max szasz, inactive - morgaine king, joey mason, npc - cerdian, npc - tim drake, plot - "dangerous little games we play", team - outsiders |
There will be blood
It was going to be a dark day in Star City.
Or at least, it was going to be a dark day for those that dared to tangle with the League of Assassins.
The plan was set in motion, and the League was on the move.
They each had their mission. Vesper had already done his part and freed Bane from where they had been holding him. The guards at the Super-Max were currently keeping their hands full with a full-prison riot. It had been discovered that Slade Wilson was no longer at the prison, having been broken out by a team of individuals sometime previous, though that was neither here nor there.
Getting a location for where Red Robin and his allies would be was difficult, but the Informant wasn't just your everyday run-of-the-mill hacker, she was one of the best.
And now, Morgaine, along with her brother's decoy and the rest of the League, were in a helicopter headed straight towards Outsider's headquarters.
"The plan is simple," Morgaine said, briefing her team for a final time before they began their attack. "While the Demon's Head has instructed us to kill anyone that stands in our way, we are merely providing a distraction while he rescues his Lady from her imprisonment. Do not hesitate do deliver a killing strike, but wiping out the entire team is not required of us at this time. We will keep them busy until the Demon's Head informs us that he has Lian, and then we will make our getaway.
Understood?"
A chorus of yeses arose from the team, and Morgaine nodded. "Excellent. We will be approaching the target shortly."
When the helicopter was in within range of the Outsiders headquarters, a rocket was fired at one of the windows. Not one to bring the entire place to the ground, but it would definitely set the alarms off, at the very least.
The team reached the drop off point, and the League of Assassins came in through the blown-out window. Morgaine pulled out both of her swords, a bloodthirsty grin crossing her face.
"Knock-knock."
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