Batman will re-activate his camo field and sneak a moment after Dottie does.
The heroes get a strange text message from Dottie, pr1s0n3r5.
Dottie slips into the TV room without drawing attention to herself. The TV flashes brightly. She sees the man sitting on the sofa. To his left, an AR-15 leans in the corner of the sofa.
Nite Owl prowls the darkness, looking for anything out of the ordinary, working his way closer to Q'in up above.
To the North, Batman kicks some metal nubbin across the floor, triggering a few clanks.
"Yeah Steam was a great idea Owl!" He said with a sigh before deciding to leap up and out of the mist.
Dr. Icarus swoops over one of the thugs on the catwalk, taking him out.
It seems for the moment that the opposition has fallen to your assault.
Dottie delicately moves the weapon away from the man's grasp.
New Turn
Shaking his head over his stupid mistake, he creeps further to see if there is anybody near the other door.
Landing he looks about trying to find out where he can move too.
Qi'n drops down from the catwalk, shadowing Dot. He waits for her to deal with the guard watching the movie, and then moves into the room behind her. At then point he starts moving quietly through the dozing prisoners, looking for one that matches the description he's looking for.
They fill their minds with these drugs to make them docile, and to get them addicted as well, I've heard. They are supposed to be easier to control that way, I guess...
If he sees young women of the description he gives them a shake, and calls his quary's name. He intends to free them all of course, but figures it wise to make sure she's here before things get confusing.
"Li Jiao?"
He is less concerned about being noticed by Dotty, but neither is he making himself obvious.
Dottie has the situation well in hand by the time Nite Owl, Batman, and Icarus make their way through the hallway full of video game cabinets, the old crt displays casting a blue white light on their costumes.
Icarus begins inspecting the machines, but everything he sees here is at least 20 years old. Unless they are hiding tech inside the cabinets or something, this doesn't seem to fit. Even all of the screens are original.
Dottie pulls the plastic wrap over the guard's face, ensuring he can't breathe, and says (at a fairly normal volume, so someone close to the door), "Okay, we can sit here until you suffocate, or you can tell us who works here that's good with computers. Would you like to tell us?"
Dottie is aware that often under duress or torture, interrogation victims lie, but given what she saw in the other room and thus what this guard is at least complicit with, she doesn't really care.
"She'll do it too." He says with a smile as he walks in and pulls up something to sit in.
"Me I prefer to just let you talk until you reveal something. My compatriot here has little patients. If she doesn't get something substantial well I am pretty sure you'll regret it, I see at least a does possible painful scenarios that would hurt extensively" He says with a flare.
Qin continues to take advantage of the vigilante's distracted nature, and moves in and out of the prisoners' beds, looking for Li Jiao.
Dottie looks up to see Nite Owl and is glad to see she has a consistent ally in him. If he plays good cop (vigilante) to her bad assassin, all the better.
Also, does the guard have any keys on him? Handcuff keys?
The guard struggles within the plastic wrap, his eyes wide. His mouth moves, but it is hard to tell whether he is trying to talk or just trying to breathe.
He doesn't have any keys in his pockets or on his belt.
Moving to the back of the room, Qi'n sees the girl he is looking for. Her eyes flutter and he sees whites. She is almost certainly under the influence of some sort of drugs. A quick inspection of her left arm reveals an injection mark.
"Sweetie, you can nod when you're ready to tell us something helpful. Can you nod?" She purrs to the guard.
If he does nod, she will remove the plastic from his face.
He nods and sucks in air as Dottie removes the plastic.
"Computers? No computers. Davius keeps the games running. Maybe he knows. He has a room upstairs. I can show..."
"Ah, Doc, you made it. Can you find a way to unlock those handcuffs on the people in the other room? Not our mission, but they're probably not being kept here for anything good."
Dottie turns back to the guard. "How do we get upstairs?" She holds the plastic close to his face, to show she's ready to start suffocating him again at a moment's notice.
Qi'n looks back over to the distracted vigilantes, and shakes his head. They're lucky I'm not hostile. He looks at the girl, taking in the track marks and signs of abuse, the sight causing him genuine pain. So young to go through this. I come from a land of dragons, and I find worse monsters here.
He reaches out his hand over the girl, focusing his Qi. Extending his Aura towards her, he uses the strength of his own to repair the damage done to hers.
"That looks painful, I am pretty sure if you play nice, She'll take it easy on you." Niteowl says as he made himself look dreadfully serious before he cracks a simple smile.
"Upstairs, across the hall with the games. There's a big rolling door and then you go up the metal stairs. Davius has kind of a loft up there. Right through there."
He motions back the way you came.
"Oh no, not an argument. How will I live with myself if that happens?"
Dottie finishes her sarcasm and then continues her interrogation. "And how does the door open?"
"Also, is Davius the one responsible for selling the people in the other room?"
She smiles ever-so-sweetly. "We're almost done, I promise, and if we're happy with the answers, I won't suffocate you to death." She almost starts to suffocate him again and then pulls back.
Qi'n looks up at the man kneeling down beside him. He still holds his hands over the sleeping girl, waiting for her to awaken. He smiles and says, "Oh, you know, the usual. I'm new to New York, thought I'd take in the sights. I've heard some of the better off-Broadway productions are hard to find, but worth it if you can locate them." His accent is fairly strong, but his words clearly enunciated. If you're good with accents, you'd probably place him as somewhere from rural China.
Xavier observes as he sits in the chair resting his chin in his hand. He nods to Dottie when he hears of the door and slowly makes his way over in hopes of examining the thing. He stops out of the man view and chuckles.
"We could grab some of the tools and let him sing faster, but That is up to you I hate having blood on my hands" he states awaiting the answers form the captured
Dottie turns her head away from the guard so the guard can't see her face, and mouths at Nite Owl, Too much. Be patient.
She turns back to the guard. "Well?"
Batman is trying to not watch the interrogation too much. Especially when they are talking about tools. But as Icky give him the "run along, Kid" speech, he cocks his head. "I'm not so sure he's out of place." He wasn't certain why he said this. Maybe something about the way the kid stood.
"Out through the hall with the games there, there is a rolling door. Through there and up the stairs. Davius doesn't have much to do with the kids. We just hold them here until they get picked up."
Li Jiao's eyes flutter as she recovers from the effects of the drugs, he internal energies being realigned to their proper order. Her eyes widen in fear.
Qi'n speaks to Li Jiao softly, instinctively pitching his thoughts to sync with her spirit. To Doctor Icarus his words will sound like English, but to Jiao it will come through as perfect Cantonese.
"Li Jiao, I'm here to take you home. I am called Qi'n. Your mother came to the temple to tell us about what happened, and I came to find you."
He looks up as Dr. Icarus finishes removing her handcuffs.
"These folks are not known to me, but they are no friends of your captors; I don't not believe they will harm us. Please, sit. See if you can stand. I will try to revive the other kidnappees."
Once he is sure she is coming to and oriented, he'll move to the next bed over and begin cleansing her from the drugs as well. If he can, he'll rouse them all while Dottie completes her interrogation.
As Nite Owl comes into the room and blinks."Wait who is this kid? And we need to do something for these victims, unfortunately, we have room to find, one which Widow is extracting as we speak,Doc you got any doodads that can scan for secret rooms Same goes for you Bats" He says as he Looks over the room wondering what they were gonna do with all these kids?
Dottie presses, "How does the door open? Is it locked? Do we need a key? Or do we just knock politely?"
She presses her lips together. "Who comes up to pick up the kids?"
She sees Nite Owl walk out of the room toward the increased noise folks are making across the hall. "Uh-oh," she whispers into the guard's ear. "Now there aren't any witnesses..."
"It's just a normal roll door, like a garage or something. There isn't a lock or anything. It makes a lot of noise, though, so it will make some noise. The kids go to the Cleaners. They show up with their vans, take the kids, then some more come in. Look, you don't need to hurt me. I'll be quiet..."
Dottie flips her switchblade into her hand, but then stares at it and sighs. "You know, my new friends just might report me for murder, so I guess the nice and quick option is out."
She pulls out her gun instead in order to pistol whip him into unconsciousness.
Once unconscious she unchains him, drags him into the prisoner room, and throws him into an empty bed, chaining him to it in as uncomfortable position as possible. She grins. "All tucked in, just like when I was a little girl."
She looks over to see the others talking to Qin. "Well look who's awful resourceful. Tell me young man, do you work for this Davius or you here on personal business?" she raises an eyebrow at the girl. "Ah. Personal business. Don't wake her up too much now, she might scream."
She addresses the others. "Boys, our mission's upstairs. But of one of you has an idea of how to get a bunch of drugged slaves out of here, it'd probably do some good to annoy whatever human traffickers this gang is thugging for. What do you think?
"I wouldn't be too concerned about them. Emergency services are on the way."
He holds up his smart phone, "Did you guys see the NYPD is accepting text-messages now? It's very convenient."
Anyone with really sharp eyes will see the last received message reading, "Thank you for your tip. If safe, please remain at your present location; officers are en route."
No doubt seeing a few startled reactions, he starts on to head them off, "Before you get angry, I feel I should remind you that in addition to all the gunfire, there is presently at least one miscreant dead or dying on the pavement right in front of this building. Even in this neighbourhood, that is bound to attract attention. All I've done is make sure the authorities are aware of innocent bystanders, and the need for medical attention."
Dottie smiles and shrugs. "It's adorable you think the police care about people like this. If they did, you wouldn't have had to come to the rescue to begin with."
She sighs. "Now, if our target's run because he heard chatter on the police bands, then I'll be angry. Then you and I can have a little chat. Won't that be fun?"
Dottie dashes to where the guard told her to go to find Davius, trying to balance speed with as much quiet as she can muster. If they were lucky, the guard's TV was so loud someone upstairs may not have paid too much attention to the noise below.
"Great Police officers, they'll tear this place apart!"Nite Owl looks to the others.
"Get pictures of everything here if you have an recording device, I'll need as much information as possible before the police come in and take it.I really don't want to break into the police station again."
After that he went to look for the door.
Qi'n speaks as though addressing air, "'Trust no one, and you will never be betrayed.'"
The boy turns to look at Dottie with somewhat saddened eyes, "You must have endured great pain to be so cynical so young."