Damn. The decoys hadn't confused it at all. They were still being chased.
It would be so easy to just... let the monster, whatever it was, go through their shared tunnel, and that's what she imagined it as at his instructions, and kill them all. If she were home, dealing with a kidnapping gang that had just sicced it on her, she might even consider it poetic. Hoisting them by their own petard. The Legion wouldn't play things that way, though.
"Lower bike cannons to thirty-five degrees." She reaches down to snag a few grenades, willed onto her belt. It was nice to feel the full complement of equipment around her waist again. "Easter Bunny. Catch." She's not sure if he'll think of a similar option. Trapped eggs don't seem his style. Still, best to lob him a pair while she focused on controlling the Lawmaster. "Stun grenades. Standard issue. Loud bang, loud flash, disorienting sonics."
If she tells him the effects, it will help to make them more real. Layering those imaginations, counting on the fact that they've got to be better than the criminals.
"Just imagine you're immune to them and don't get between the bike and the targets." America snaps orders like she's used to being obeyed. Like she's done this before. Pretty close, but not exactly. "Once we're through, might be best to imagine the warp goes to the center of the planet in case something tries to follow."
It wasn't subtle, but the crooks already knew they were coming. Even if it wasn't the military-grade hardware she was slinging around, the cold fury and disgust that wrapped around her the moment she got her first glimpse of the people responsible for taking the children would've given her away instantly. Might not even need the reactive world for that.
Enough thought. Time for action. She guns her engine again, activating the turbo-boost before flying through the portal, and bellows to be heard over the noise of her engine. "I am the Law! Surrender or be Leporidaed!" The old 'Surrender or Die' schtick probably wouldn't work with someone like Bunnymund around.
She doesn't give them much time to respond, either. Not before opening fire. Non-lethal shots, aimed at the pelvis or the kneecaps. She expects they'll be resistant somehow, what fool wouldn't imagine themselves bulletproof? (Except maybe the kind who expects energy weapons.) But that's why Bunny had the stun grenades.
...Unless he decided to buck her plan for some reason.
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It would be so easy to just... let the monster, whatever it was, go through their shared tunnel, and that's what she imagined it as at his instructions, and kill them all. If she were home, dealing with a kidnapping gang that had just sicced it on her, she might even consider it poetic. Hoisting them by their own petard. The Legion wouldn't play things that way, though.
"Lower bike cannons to thirty-five degrees." She reaches down to snag a few grenades, willed onto her belt. It was nice to feel the full complement of equipment around her waist again. "Easter Bunny. Catch." She's not sure if he'll think of a similar option. Trapped eggs don't seem his style. Still, best to lob him a pair while she focused on controlling the Lawmaster. "Stun grenades. Standard issue. Loud bang, loud flash, disorienting sonics."
If she tells him the effects, it will help to make them more real. Layering those imaginations, counting on the fact that they've got to be better than the criminals.
"Just imagine you're immune to them and don't get between the bike and the targets." America snaps orders like she's used to being obeyed. Like she's done this before. Pretty close, but not exactly. "Once we're through, might be best to imagine the warp goes to the center of the planet in case something tries to follow."
It wasn't subtle, but the crooks already knew they were coming. Even if it wasn't the military-grade hardware she was slinging around, the cold fury and disgust that wrapped around her the moment she got her first glimpse of the people responsible for taking the children would've given her away instantly. Might not even need the reactive world for that.
Enough thought. Time for action. She guns her engine again, activating the turbo-boost before flying through the portal, and bellows to be heard over the noise of her engine. "I am the Law! Surrender or be Leporidaed!" The old 'Surrender or Die' schtick probably wouldn't work with someone like Bunnymund around.
She doesn't give them much time to respond, either. Not before opening fire. Non-lethal shots, aimed at the pelvis or the kneecaps. She expects they'll be resistant somehow, what fool wouldn't imagine themselves bulletproof? (Except maybe the kind who expects energy weapons.) But that's why Bunny had the stun grenades.
...Unless he decided to buck her plan for some reason.