That was a quip back at her while she was steering her Meka towards him, Nightwing suspended in freefall until she reached him. After landing and sticking to a low center of gravity, Nightwing grasped a support bar that was clearly a new feature. He grinned at his own conjecture, all before leaping off to execute his stated recovery of Firefly before he could kill himself. It happened so quickly, Nightwing darting off after calculating a plan with very precise and very difficult conditions to meet, as well as a microscopic margin for error... that no one else was better-equipped to execute it. Clipping the two grapnel lines together, securing transport of Firefly beneath D.Va's Meka, led to some relief as Nightwing greeted her outside her windshield.
It's then that she quips back at him, "Hope you tip well!" ]
Expect a generous one.
[ He takes D.Va's hand-- Hana's-- and considers taking a seat inside her machine. ]
Doesn't have to be in cash.
[ Adrenaline's clearly gotten to him. Making him say things he wouldn't when he's not riding the high of a plan well-executed.
He still carries with him enough deliberation, however, to let go of her hand. To not enter the Meka after all. ]
Send a signal to my operatives on standby. They'll come out to handle the remaining troopers.
I need to grab Electrocutioner. We transport him and Firefly to a designated drop zone-- it's on the schematics I sent you.
[ He peaks over his shoulder, down at the fray below them. Talon troopers are firing at them, but exercising great care not to hit Firefly. ]
Good. They're hesitating.
I'm dropping down.
[ Before jumping off of D.Va's machine, he hesitates. But then-- ]
See you on the other side.
I'll send you a new rendezvous point after.
[ And with that, he makes another leap back into the fray, having waited so that he could actually parkour down the side of an adjacent building-- fire escapes, overhangs, and all. After what had just transpired, Nightwing does feel a strong need to conserve his remaining grapnel guns... and the complex art of descending a building's surface without hurting himself is clearly his solution.
He descends upon an entourage of Talon troopers in his way before making a beeline towards Electrocutioner. The guy's still unconscious, recovering from all the damage D.Va had dealt, she being ever the intrepid tank. In seeing this, Dick can't help but tell himself, ]
Damn. Never doubted her for a second.
[ Forgetting, in this instance, that comms are still on. Unless...? ]
no subject
[ Have fun with that knowledge, Hana.
That was a quip back at her while she was steering her Meka towards him, Nightwing suspended in freefall until she reached him. After landing and sticking to a low center of gravity, Nightwing grasped a support bar that was clearly a new feature. He grinned at his own conjecture, all before leaping off to execute his stated recovery of Firefly before he could kill himself. It happened so quickly, Nightwing darting off after calculating a plan with very precise and very difficult conditions to meet, as well as a microscopic margin for error... that no one else was better-equipped to execute it. Clipping the two grapnel lines together, securing transport of Firefly beneath D.Va's Meka, led to some relief as Nightwing greeted her outside her windshield.
It's then that she quips back at him, "Hope you tip well!" ]
Expect a generous one.
[ He takes D.Va's hand-- Hana's-- and considers taking a seat inside her machine. ]
Doesn't have to be in cash.
[ Adrenaline's clearly gotten to him. Making him say things he wouldn't when he's not riding the high of a plan well-executed.
He still carries with him enough deliberation, however, to let go of her hand. To not enter the Meka after all. ]
Send a signal to my operatives on standby. They'll come out to handle the remaining troopers.
I need to grab Electrocutioner. We transport him and Firefly to a designated drop zone-- it's on the schematics I sent you.
[ He peaks over his shoulder, down at the fray below them. Talon troopers are firing at them, but exercising great care not to hit Firefly. ]
Good. They're hesitating.
I'm dropping down.
[ Before jumping off of D.Va's machine, he hesitates. But then-- ]
See you on the other side.
I'll send you a new rendezvous point after.
[ And with that, he makes another leap back into the fray, having waited so that he could actually parkour down the side of an adjacent building-- fire escapes, overhangs, and all. After what had just transpired, Nightwing does feel a strong need to conserve his remaining grapnel guns... and the complex art of descending a building's surface without hurting himself is clearly his solution.
He descends upon an entourage of Talon troopers in his way before making a beeline towards Electrocutioner. The guy's still unconscious, recovering from all the damage D.Va had dealt, she being ever the intrepid tank. In seeing this, Dick can't help but tell himself, ]
Damn. Never doubted her for a second.
[ Forgetting, in this instance, that comms are still on. Unless...? ]