@singcanary [ HUSH ]: while standing close to one another and hiding from pursuers, the sender reaches up and places a finger against the receiver’s lips to prevent them from speaking and revealing their location.
𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐌𝐄 𝐆𝐎 👀.
The moment Dinah hushed him, he nearly stepped back a step or two because they’d been going through the alleys so quickly. The smog hit past them, and it was heavy to breathe from the air pollution. Times like these he wished he had the high tech mask he’d been working on. That along with so many other of his altered gadgets were probably confiscated by now. Heroes were in such few numbers, it was a miracle himself and Dinah had gotten out relatively unscathed.
He made sure to disable all of Queen’s satellite surveillance in fear that it would be used against them while they roamed the city. All he needed was to get to a new base where he could hopefully reboot it and come up with another plan. Right now it was getting out alive, and not being seen by one of Zod’s men. Clark wasn’t to be trusted. Unless they could get the red kryptonite ring off of him. Not only was it keeping him emotionless but highly susceptible to Zod’s commands. Lois was at an abandoned health clinic trying to smuggle as many innocents as she could without being caught. While he was worried for her safety he knew better than to doubt her willpower. They would all reunite soon enough. They just needed to put enough distance to ready a shelter or some kind of base to continue helping people. Time was not on their side.
As he scanned the area, Oliver couldn’t help but smirk at their closeness. He did so ever so slightly still maintaining the focus on getting them through the next block. He noticed a billboard about a mile away and if he could hook up an arrow well enough, he could launch them to a location with less air pollution. Reaching behind, maneuvered his fingers around to find the grappling hook arrow. He whispered in Dinah’s ear to hold onto him as he held the position. Adjusting the angle with his bow and arrow, he launched the grappling hook to the other side. Instantly they were propelled upwards, while a swarm of gunfire and explosions were met on each side. Lowering the heads avoided most of the debris. He let go of the grappling hook just as they hit the corner of the billboard. He took a step down, and offered a hand to help her down out of habit, not because he assumed she needed his help. “A few more blocks and I think they’ll stop following us.”
