Teams converge
"Anyone, come in. This is Red Robin." Tim clicked around, hoping the teams hadn't switched channels even while glancing at the two bodies on the floor to assure they were very unconscious.
Least the hotel room that Hydra had them in was nice. So was his spotting the drugs they had intended to use to help limit his memory retention if he proved less than cooperative. Those were going to keep them even more zonked. Access to their laptop had proved useful as well... if alarming.
"Nightwing here."
Thank god. "Where are you?"
"We're taking out the base in Gotham. Where are you?"
Tim swore inwardly. "You need to get everyone out. Hydra's launched helicarriers. They know the base is compromised and one is heading your way now. It's ordered to take out the whole block and everything under it."
"Seriously? They're going to Deathstar us?"
"Yes. So everyone needs to get out now."
"Team, you heard RR. How much time do we have?"
"Not near enough. It's flying pretty quick."
"Red, where are you seeing this?"
Tim typed furiously at the laptop. "I'm looking in their system right now. And no, I can't stop it. It's set on autopilot and that's a manually set control on the actual flight deck from what I'm seeing."
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At this point Loki was approaching Speedy, looking curiously around the lab at her gathering of hard drives. "Hello swift-speaking one!" He of course had no com and thus could not know what was going on just that moment over the Titan's com. He looked around, still hugging Cloak to himself and barefoot. "Well, this room looks terribly unpleasant..."