Bloodfall: Under the Floorboards
We get out of the slaughterhouse and we still hear gunfire. Bane's guys aren't fucking around. Not with us or GCPD's SWAT. We gotta change gears here, think about the situation at hand and be smart about this. Bane/not-Bane/whoever the fuck that was handed our asses to us on a silver platter. There's gotta be a kink in his robotic armor, though. First off we gotta find out who the shit he is, though. Linda and I retreat to the shack on her request.I need to clean this place up. maybe a heater, too. It's cold as all hell outside and it's only gonna get worse. We take our helmets off and drop them on the floor next to some busted glass and a powersaw. Linda shows the Xeno Cannon to me.
"Is there a place in here I can put this away?"
"Take a pick."
"I mean like 'away' away. A hiding spot or something."
"Look under the ammo crate. Why?"
"This is gonna sound sorta hypocritical considering what we do but...this isn't a weapon we use on people, J. This is a weapon we really shouldn't use much at all. it's way way to good for us."
"Still, gonna be nice to have whenever shit hits the fan. Kinda like now...."
"We don't need this, J. We'll find some way to take Bane down. Or whoever that is....this it?"
"That grate? Yeah, the flip it up."
".....what the?...."
"What's up?"
"...the fuck is?....what the fuck is this?!"
"What? What are you---oh yeah! I forgot about those!"
"Jars of---is this blood? You've got giant jars of blood under the floor?"
"Yeah! For a rainy day."
"Why?! H-how?! Who's--"
"I think some of it's yours and mine, actually. Had Liz throw some together with that machine of hers that saved my ass a while ago."
"I--...y'know what...just, whatever...."
"Hehehe..."
"....so Bane's guys aren't from the states but they've operated in Gotham before, right?"
"Yep."
"The guy in the exoskeleton was probably a higher-up in his crew. This can't be his first time in Gotham. And Bane's served some time in Blackgate before."
"What are you getting at?"
"The GCPD easily has all kinds of info on Bane, so they'll probably have info on his most important men, too. It's gonna be in their databases, though. And they don't share that stuff with the public."
"You wanna bust into the GCPD? The place full of the same guys trying to kill us 'in the name of the law' or whatever bullshit they're spewing?"
"Would you do it any differently?"
"....alright, alright. You think you can handle it by yourself, though? I wanna stop by Port Adams. That's where the weapons shipment back at the slaughterhouse came from. Might get answers there, too. Plus we'll cover more ground if anything."
"It's a big building full of underpaid highschool drop-outs with shitty aim and shittier diets. I'm sure I'll be fine."
"If you say so. Tell Abe I said hi if you see him."
"Who?...."
Bloodfall: Under the Floorboards
We get out of the slaughterhouse and we still hear gunfire. Bane's guys aren't fucking around. Not with us or GCPD's SWAT. We gotta change gears here, think about the situation at hand and be smart about this. Bane/not-Bane/whoever the fuck that was handed our asses to us on a silver platter. There's gotta be a kink in his robotic armor, though. First off we gotta find out who the shit he is, though. Linda and I retreat to the shack on her request.I need to clean this place up. maybe a heater, too. It's cold as all hell outside and it's only gonna get worse. We take our helmets off and drop them on the floor next to some busted glass and a powersaw. Linda shows the Xeno Cannon to me.
"Is there a place in here I can put this away?"
"Take a pick."
"I mean like 'away' away. A hiding spot or something."
"Look under the ammo crate. Why?"
"This is gonna sound sorta hypocritical considering what we do but...this isn't a weapon we use on people, J. This is a weapon we really shouldn't use much at all. it's way way to good for us."
"Still, gonna be nice to have whenever shit hits the fan. Kinda like now...."
"We don't need this, J. We'll find some way to take Bane down. Or whoever that is....this it?"
"That grate? Yeah, the flip it up."
".....what the?...."
"What's up?"
"...the fuck is?....what the fuck is this?!"
"What? What are you---oh yeah! I forgot about those!"
"Jars of---is this blood? You've got giant jars of blood under the floor?"
"Yeah! For a rainy day."
"Why?! H-how?! Who's--"
"I think some of it's yours and mine, actually. Had Liz throw some together with that machine of hers that saved my ass a while ago."
"I--...y'know what...just, whatever...."
"Hehehe..."
"....so Bane's guys aren't from the states but they've operated in Gotham before, right?"
"Yep."
"The guy in the exoskeleton was probably a higher-up in his crew. This can't be his first time in Gotham. And Bane's served some time in Blackgate before."
"What are you getting at?"
"The GCPD easily has all kinds of info on Bane, so they'll probably have info on his most important men, too. It's gonna be in their databases, though. And they don't share that stuff with the public."
"You wanna bust into the GCPD? The place full of the same guys trying to kill us 'in the name of the law' or whatever bullshit they're spewing?"
"Would you do it any differently?"
"....alright, alright. You think you can handle it by yourself, though? I wanna stop by Port Adams. That's where the weapons shipment back at the slaughterhouse came from. Might get answers there, too. Plus we'll cover more ground if anything."
"It's a big building full of underpaid highschool drop-outs with shitty aim and shittier diets. I'm sure I'll be fine."
"If you say so. Tell Abe I said hi if you see him."
"Who?...."