"I'm going to track your coordinates and keep you on radar, just remain vigilant .. I know you're different from the rest of us ability wise .. but that doesn't mean I'm sending you out there with a deathwish."
Holding his earbud in place, he locked his sights on Yeray's location. ++
ཐི ཋྀ —— 𝓣𝐈𝐌 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐄.
❝ Yes, though... Once I make my head intangible, I won’t hear a thing. It messes up electronics.
Send it as I get there. ❞
YERAY KIRKPATRICK
"Glitch."
Heavy eyes scanned over his computer screen, using it to track the location of all involved where he could.
"Impulse is our quickest advantage but risking him to the toxic is too big a liability...There's a manhole down the westside, I can give you coordinates. Think you can handle it?"
ཐི ཋྀ —— 𝓣𝐈𝐌 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐄.
❝ Robin, this is Glitch. I'll go see what I can do. ❞
There wasn't much else that could be done for his designated sector, and being able to stay mostly intangible, non-breathing, for a while made him the perfect candidate for going into the thickest of the fog.
#OneLastLaugh
YERAY KIRKPATRICK
"we need to ... " A breath. "Infiltrate the area .. the toxin is coming from. Track the flow and shut it down ... It's coming in from the westside of the city."
"This is Robin — I'm okay. Does anyone read? We need to shut down power to the gas."
#OneLastLaugh
