- (tinieblas) wrote in repose, @ 2016-12-22 22:49:00 |
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Entry tags: | *log, flash madison, gwen riley, jason woods |
Diner Escape: Gwen, Flash (+Jason & The League NPCs)
Who: Gwen, Flash (+Jason & The League NPCs)
What: Escape
Where: The (Good) Diner
When: Nowish
Warnings/Rating: F for Fighting
Gwen had two guards with her when she arrived at the diner for the graveyard shift, but she knew there were other guards in the vicinity; she could sense them. It wasn't a logical reason for certainty, but she was absolutely certain they were somewhere in the distance. She didn't have an exact feel for how many of them there were, but she knew some of them were on vehicles. She'd been hoping the two men who walked silently at her side would be all they had to contend with, but that totally wasn't the case.
She was wearing the things her Santa sent her, because they were super warm with her jeans. Her boots were made for snow, and her coat was puffy and insulated. The clothing was deliberate, and maybe it would compensate for the slowness that still clung to her after the previous day's medical procedure. The soreness lingered, but she hadn't mentioned it to the scientist; she didn't want to be denied access to work tonight. So, she wasn't at her best, but she was still determined to do her part to ensure everything went as they'd planned.
She had her RFID cloner with her, and she flicked it on as she walked toward the back of the diner to grab her apron and begin her shift. Inside, there was a regular at the counter, and there was a trucker in one of the booths. It was super quiet, which she was grateful for. She knew she was kind of endangering all these people, but she totally trusted Flash to keep the fighting away from civilians.
She started slicing the freshly baked apple pie, and she tried to look totally not nervous, despite being totally super nervous.