"My pa always used to say that when people start talking all cryptic like, you should ask them to be direct."
Longbow pauses for a moment and says "Please, be direct."
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"What was the author's name?"
"Ya'll can start by telling us what happened to Protector, and then let us know anything you know about Devorado. We're gunna be trying ta race someone named Overlord to it."
In his Civilian guise, Longbow shows up dressed as in a cowboy hat, a white tank top, jeans, and cowboy boots. "Name's Jack Howard. Pleasure to meet ya'll."
"That is acceptable. Do we have a cover story for our group, or are we winging it?"
Longbow nods at Challenger and follows silently.
"How were you hired for the job, and what were the circumstances surrounding that meeting?"
"Ask him what the plan was once they successfully freed and followed Anderson from the truck to wherever he was going to go. What were their orders then?"
Longbow says nothing, but walks along with his hands behind his back and under his cape, although for those of you with high perception it's clear that he's making slight movements that don't relate to walking.
"They trust them for the same reason you trust any informant: Their information keeps panning out; Or so I'm guessing." Longbow pauses for a minute, then turns to the assembled people who are briefing them and says "Do you people even have dive gear for someone Eoten's size?"
Longbow simply signs the documents using whatever ID he used to sign them before.
"Do you know why there are no more knights Lightning Blade? It has to do with the difference between warriors and soldiers."
Finally speaking at length for the first time, Longbow's accent seems out of place amongst the variety of brit dialects. "To begin with, our coordination could have been better, although for a group of heroes thrown together at the last minute, we didn't do that bad. The enhanced people and their minions, however, seems to have about as much coordination as we did." Longbow pauses for a moment, then continues: "It seems clear to me that you have a mole somewhere in your organization. It's the only way they could know the transporation route. Additionally, they seemed to know that disabling the engine of the vehicle would allow Anderson to get free." Longbow again pauses, and then finishes with "As for who the mole is, I'd look for someone who has access to information but is not in a decision-making position." Longbow ceases to speak again, and after a few moments it's clear he's done speaking altogether.
"Personally, I'd like to get a look at the technology that they are using to keep one of the most powerful beings in the world unconscious. That kind of tech in the wrong hands could be incredibly dangerous."
"Things happen quickly all the time in this business. It's how you handle them that matters." says Longbow to Gracie.
"You're not wrong Gracie."
Longbow will step into view, secure, and then check the bad guys for vitals, starting with Python and Frostorm, then moving to the minions, all without saying a word.
Longbow will continue his trend of firing (this time at Frostorm) and then disappearing from view.
Longbow will once again fire on Python, then move closer.
Longbow will briefly appear 15' closer to the blue truck as he shoots Python again, before disappearing again.
Longbow will fire an arrow into C:
Longbow moves into the shadows of the predawn light and fades from view.
"We need to deal with those cannons!" shouts Longbow.
done and done.
Longbow pulls what appears to be a small box from his utility belt and clicks a button on it, which causes it to extend into a full compound bow. He will then begin running in the direction the rocket came from.
The man who is yet unidentified again fiddles with something on the right inside wrist, yet in the relative dark of the helicopter a dim light shines. Through the mic, you then hear "Longbow here." then adds in aloud. "My name is Longbow. I'm here because they clearly need my help. What can you tell us about the enhanced being that they're trying to extract? what are his or her abilities?"
For the first time since making himself visible, the man speaks, his voice quiet but resolute "What do you know of these attackers. Are they enhanced or normal? Do you have an idea as to their numbers?"
Stepping out of a corner, the man wearing a dark grey costume with a subdued silver arrowhead set at an angle on his chest and belt leans against the wall. He says nothing, just observes the proceedings, while occasionally touching the inside part of his right wrist.
Turns out to have been faster than I thought it was going to. |