Date: Feb. 18th, 2019 04:29 am (UTC)From:run_barry
Staying ahead of the drones and their assault isn't an easy task, and Barry definitely feels a near miss or two with bullets as he races around gathering a small fleet.
When it feels like he has quite a few on his tail, and that trying to pick up any more would be a risk, he makes one more loop around the half of the factory floor he's been running, then streaks off for the other side.
The feat he's attempting is a hard one. He has to move side to side and erratically enough to dodge all of the bullets flying his way, but slow enough to keep the drones in close on his heels, while also building up enough speed for the next part.
The other end of the factory floor comes up quickly, and Barry bides his time until the last few feet. It's then he runs a straight line for the wall, punching in speed and heedless of the bullets coming while hoping this works.
Up until now Barry's kept it to one level with the drones. When he reaches the wall he plants his foot and runs up, counting on the drones to not be able to react quick enough to change course or follow.
Seeing Yamato stagger, the man grins.
"Not as fast as your friend is, huh?" he gloats. "Or was, I should say."
There's an air of grimly pleased finality in his voice, because surely the speedster is dead by now or will be soon enough.
He loosens his hand to let the bat slide through, gripping it again by the handle, then raises it up and brings it down to finish the job on Yamato.
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Date: Feb. 18th, 2019 04:29 am (UTC)From:When it feels like he has quite a few on his tail, and that trying to pick up any more would be a risk, he makes one more loop around the half of the factory floor he's been running, then streaks off for the other side.
The feat he's attempting is a hard one. He has to move side to side and erratically enough to dodge all of the bullets flying his way, but slow enough to keep the drones in close on his heels, while also building up enough speed for the next part.
The other end of the factory floor comes up quickly, and Barry bides his time until the last few feet. It's then he runs a straight line for the wall, punching in speed and heedless of the bullets coming while hoping this works.
Up until now Barry's kept it to one level with the drones. When he reaches the wall he plants his foot and runs up, counting on the drones to not be able to react quick enough to change course or follow.
Seeing Yamato stagger, the man grins.
"Not as fast as your friend is, huh?" he gloats. "Or was, I should say."
There's an air of grimly pleased finality in his voice, because surely the speedster is dead by now or will be soon enough.
He loosens his hand to let the bat slide through, gripping it again by the handle, then raises it up and brings it down to finish the job on Yamato.