>>5330808https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6RlSgnpLbroThis is the moment you’ve been waiting for.
You’re as unsupervised as you could ever hope to be, and there’s a shining path to freedom beckoning you forward.
It’s risky and one hell of a gamble, but you’re out of options at this stage. Wherever you end up, it’s better than being in the clutches of Task Force X and being their junkyard dog.
You’ve got your own responsibilities and duties to attend to, and playing shocktrooper for a bunch of stuffed-shirt REMFs isn’t high on your list of priorities.
Hell, you’re already in deep shit anyhow. To survive that last fight, you needed to break out the magic; magic that the Suicide Squad believes is still sealed away.
If / when they find out you’ve managed to break those shackles, they’re definitely not going to give you an attaboy and a pat on the head. No, you’re already in for a penny; might as well go in for a pound.
You take a step forwards, interrupted by the crack of sniper rifle fired off in the distance.
The sniper shot hits directly in front of your feet, and you instinctively move into cover.
Your earpiece comes crackling back to life and you’re greeted to a familiar voice.
Warrant.
“Don’t even think about it. That was a warning shot; you take another step forward and the next one takes your head off.”
> “You want to bet? I’m not an easy target when I put my mind to it.” Externally, you’re talking tough but internally, you’re cursing.
Fuck. Warrant wasn’t assigned as your partner, he was assigned as a goddamn observer, somebody to ensure that you toed the parting line. As soon as he can call in your betrayal, it’s only a matter of time until your bomb is triggered.
Just need to keep him talking while you plot out the fastest route to the portal that doesn’t get you shot.
He ignores your attempt at mocking humor and continues.
“We were all briefed on you, and your abilities. That you might attempt to escape in the field. Did you really think nobody suspected you?
Even if you manage to defuse your collar, there’s nowhere on this planet where you can hide.”
> “Guess it’s a good thing that I’m not planning on hiding then. Tell Lok that I’ll be seeing him soon enough.”After tossing out something sufficiently cryptic, you make a run for it.
The sheer gall of it’s enough to surprise Warrant for a second, but he quickly recovers and begins taking potshots as you sprint towards the steadily disappearing portal.
Warrant’s a damn fine shot, but you’re running on pure nitro. Every step is enhanced with the knowledge that you’re closer to finally tasting freedom, and it practically gives you wings.
He doesn’t even come close to landing a direct shot, and you reach the portal with time to spare.
> Roll me some 1d10 until we get 3 different rolls.