001 - Network/action - Get along little dinosaurs?

[havingprecision]

[The network startles to life with a riot of noise. Shouts. Gunshots. The sound of large animals trumpeting and snarling.]

.. are you insane? STOP SHOOTING!

CRASH

Some idiots decided to rile up the dinosaurs and they're currently stampeding through old town Chicago and the gangsters.. [Cue a pause to hear the sound of a tommy gun going off in the background] are taking exception to this. Anyone within the sound of my voice who can help get civilians out of harms way, I need you down here. Everyone else stay clear. I repeat stay clear!

[Dinosaurs and gangsters. Yep. He's got this.
He'd better because Oliver is up and moving back into the fray.

At least it's better than sitting around.]

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[orions_shadow]

Darkness pools under a group of gangsters fending off Oliver's assault, black misty tendrils shoot up and grab legs, arms, guns. Startled, they panic and struggle before being sucked down one after another into their own shadows with the last one struggling to grab something to hold onto. The shadows recede into a nearby alley way and move up the side of the wall, where all three of the men are ejected and thrown back to the ground, a few yards over Oliver's head. Following them, comes Shadow, leaping down into the fray. Unlike Bart however, he is less concerned with the actual task at hand, than he is having fun with the fight. What's next?

[havingprecision]

The movement of the shadows has Oliver's attention. He hasn't seen anything like that since the incident on the island, an incident involving one John Constantine.

A growled curse as Shadow, of all people, goes bounding into the fight like it's playtime. Great. So he's not just a kid, he's an overcharged one. "What are you doing? This isn't a game!" Lives were on the line and it was his job to keep them on the living side of the equation.

[kid_flash_found]

To be honest, when Bart returns and sees that Shadow is in more play-mode than anything, he's almost relieved. A playful lion-teen is a lot less likely to accidentally eviscerate anyone. Still, it's not exactly his best performance.

"Watch the guns, Shadow," he calls, as one of the gangsters decides the black monster needs to be taken out, too. He tackles the guy, sending the spray of bullets wide, followed with a slam that leaves him out cold for the time being.

"And don't tell me you don't enjoy being able to let loose," Bart adds to the guy who sent out the call.

[orions_shadow]

Attention split between two voices calling out to him, he narrowly, yet nimbly jumps out of the way of a few spray bullets heading his way. He would probably be okay even if he was shot, but it was best to avoid that at all costs. So, rescuing people, huh? That's what the're doing? "Hey I'm just doing what I do best. Cover fire would be nice!" He calls back to Oliver with a broad toothy grin. Scanning the area, he spots one of the hired muscle types and springs into the air to close the distance. What he did best? Go after the meanest looking badguy and tear them down.

[havingprecision]

"This isn't a game," a furious snap as he moves forward, taking out another target, sweeping the leg of a second and slamming his head into the concrete. Lives are at stake. When you're having fun you get careless. When you get careless people die.

Then Shadow is moving again and Oliver is as well, drawing and firing two arrows at once to give him some measure of cover.

[kid_flash_found]

"Somebody's got his kevlar in a bunch," Bart comments to Shad, grinning all the wider. It's not a game, true, but it can be a hell of a ride. "Think you can help me herd instead? Maybe one will die of fright or something and we'll have an excuse to try dinosaur steak."

Not that he wants anyone harmed, which is pretty obvious from the way he's still blurring about and stripping away guns, making a pile of them off to one side, after pulling their drums and firing pins.

"One good thing about these, though. They do tend to jam before finishing their entire load. It's why the military never bothered with them."

[orions_shadow]

Hah. Give him a minute at least, he's having his fun with this guy. Right hook, left, he dodges before one of those beefy arms and turning to flip the guy onto another guy. Bah, herding the dinosaurs didn't sound like any fun. Still, he breaks off from his mark and grabs onto a street lamp, where a Triceratops was headed. "I'm on it." He says, then thinks about the remark regarding the gun. "Can't you just pistol whip with them if they don't shoot?" And he drops down onto the back of the Trike, grabbing onto it's horns. "Alright buddy! Work with me."

[havingprecision]

Children. He's dealing with children.
Overpowered children which makes it even worse.

Still. There's a job to be done and Oliver stuffs down everything but the fight, operating with laser like focus and precision. Taking down every threat that comes, getting people to safety. Bart and Shadow may think this is a game, but Oliver knows all to well what happens when you slip up because you weren't taking a moment as seriously as you should.

[kid_flash_found]

Bart mostly wants to make sure whatever happens, nobody ends up with more than a few broken bones or a concussion. And he's already noticed Shadow doesn't have the discipline to rein it in. Keeping him where the trouble is under control is sorta key, and having someone with that kind of insight in animals makes him want to treat his friend more like Beast Boy.

"Don't mind Shadow, he's still kinda new, I think."

It wasn't that he didn't have his own joy in working on rescuing people, but he wants to also keep things upbeat and fun.

[orions_shadow]

Hey, he's only new to the hero side of things. He's not so great at the part where you do things without mayhem. Thankfully Shadow has gotten the hang of steering the Trike, or so he thinks, when he rams into a car. And another car. And another. Whoops. He manages to redirect and get the thing headed towards the valley.

[havingprecision]

This is a job. A calling.
It's not fun. At least it never has been in Oliver's life. There are too many lives at stake, too many things that require absolute focus and discipline.

"He's a child," he grates out, charging towards another set of gangsters who are firing wildly at a particularly confused and very large dinosaur who doesn't seem to appreciate the noise or the sting of bullets.

[kid_flash_found]

Bart does his best to catch or deflect as many of the bullets to try to keep the poor dino from deciding its best move is to charge the things hurting it. It was a whiptail sauropod, which meant keeping that supersonic tail out of the fight was an important goal.

"Sooner or later we all learn how shitty the stakes are," he said, scowling at the bitter archer. "I'd rather let the cat out to play than risk adding another dangerous predator to the mix."

[orions_shadow]

Shadow returned presently, at least not too long after Kid Flash started going up against the whip tail. He landed on the side of a building on all fours, observing the great beast. There's plenty of hesitation there since he's not really sure how to deal with such a massive animal. When he sees what Bart is up to, he decides to redirect his attention back against the gangsters. Diving down, he lands on the back of one of the gangsters backs throwing rocks at the dinosaurs since his gun had been confiscated. The 'child' seems to be quite adept at putting these mobsters in their place.