Ocaso is frozen, staring up at them with wide, furious eyes, his expression taut; his lips part, whether to speak or breathe isn't clear, but Iman lifts a finger to her mouth all the same, smiling coolly. No words, asshole, or she'll crush your windpipe.
His eyes flick between them before he moves a hand slowly to his pocket, fiddling somewhat awkwardly with his phone. Iman lets him do whatever, then snatches the device from his hand, handing it up over her shoulder to Rush.
"In light of this being an embarrassingly colossal fuckup on your part," she says, "I think we should all just back off quietly and part ways. Don't you?"
Not 100% kosher, but they all know there are too many reasons they can't actually take Ocaso down, or they would have already. And she's a little more invested in checking on B and getting the fuck outta dodge. This has been too much of a mess.
Ocaso hesitates before nodding his assent. She loosens her grip just enough to allow him movement, sort of keeping her hand in position as he stands up, before she finally lifts it off and backs up, nudging Rush along with her.
Ocaso is furious, and he loathes the idea of retreating as suggested, but the nature of the plan was inherently flawed, he sees that now. Apprehending B in such an open space, losing grip on him so quickly - the lack of preparation that is necessitated by B's power left him open. It is a mistake that will not be repeated.
He says nothing; not safe to speak with Rush's finger still on a trigger. Glances once, icily, toward B, before backing away. He manages to walk with impressive steadiness considering how thoroughly he was just beaten down.
Iman sighs, stretches out, and turns to look at B.
"You all right, there?" she says. She glances at Rush. "Not like Ocaso to just start picking on random civilians. Something must be in the air today."
and he would have gotten away with it too, if it weren't for you meddling kids and your GUN
His eyes flick between them before he moves a hand slowly to his pocket, fiddling somewhat awkwardly with his phone. Iman lets him do whatever, then snatches the device from his hand, handing it up over her shoulder to Rush.
"In light of this being an embarrassingly colossal fuckup on your part," she says, "I think we should all just back off quietly and part ways. Don't you?"
Not 100% kosher, but they all know there are too many reasons they can't actually take Ocaso down, or they would have already. And she's a little more invested in checking on B and getting the fuck outta dodge. This has been too much of a mess.
Ocaso hesitates before nodding his assent. She loosens her grip just enough to allow him movement, sort of keeping her hand in position as he stands up, before she finally lifts it off and backs up, nudging Rush along with her.
Ocaso is furious, and he loathes the idea of retreating as suggested, but the nature of the plan was inherently flawed, he sees that now. Apprehending B in such an open space, losing grip on him so quickly - the lack of preparation that is necessitated by B's power left him open. It is a mistake that will not be repeated.
He says nothing; not safe to speak with Rush's finger still on a trigger. Glances once, icily, toward B, before backing away. He manages to walk with impressive steadiness considering how thoroughly he was just beaten down.
Iman sighs, stretches out, and turns to look at B.
"You all right, there?" she says. She glances at Rush. "Not like Ocaso to just start picking on random civilians. Something must be in the air today."