3885/Rising Tide: The Umbrage of Youth
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| Rising Tide: The Umbrage of Youth | |
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| Date of Scene: | 16 February 2018 |
| Location: | Gotham Rooftops |
| Synopsis: | Red Robin learns that SHIELD has a mole in the Rising Tide and could have saved lives and and mitigated the global communications black out. Agent May gets chewed on by a person young enough to be her grandson. Tim Drake's last vestiges of naivetéé begin to fall away. |
| Thanks to: | Melinda May- She's a good sport |
| Cast of Characters: | Red Robin, Melinda May |
| Tinyplot: | Rising Tide |
- Red Robin has posed:
She's likely been busy. He's grateful for her showing up, but Red Robin is aggravated. Joking about Social Media, and all that aside, the lack of communication has led to increased difficulty. It also means Oracle is offline, largely because there is not enough internet traffic for her to monitor, let alone camouflage her. Tapping CC Tv has been made more difficult, Networks are down. It's a pain.
He's well hidden. She knows he asked her to meet him up top a building. The address was accurate. Lights are out. The fire escape is down and ready. He though, is doing the ninja routine. It's a little dickish, but she likely expected her Bat Family contact to be cross.
- Melinda May has posed:
It did take a ridiculous amount of time to get a message across, but SHIELD is nothing if not resourcful and persistent. First thing they did? Make sure they had copper wire phone connections and for the Triskelion itself the old school 'bitch box' -- a communication system powered quite literally by the person speaking into the units. By no means secure, but at least better than having people running back and forth across buildings to pass messages.
Arriving at the designated meetingplace, May notices the fire escape already down, and chooses to take that to mean that she should be extra cautious. She climbs to the rooftop nearly silently and looks around but is unsurprised that the person who requested the meeting is being ... shy. The Bat sorts seem to like hiding and then seemingly appearing out of nowhere.
Moving to an open spot out of the sightline of the building's rooftop access, May can't help but wonder if the one young man returned the borred cloak to the other. And she really needs to make them wear nametags or something.
- Red Robin has posed:
"So. Where is the turncoat?" Red Robin asks as he steps from the shadows. They like it because it's a good trick. Just sort of appearing from the deep shadow into the peripheral vision and remaining there. His body language shows his displeasure, obviously he means to let her know. "If they are in Gotham, I would really like to get a hold of them, and talk to them about the lives lost because of their activities." His shoulders move in a slow shrug, as if he really wants to get a hold of Skye.
- Melinda May has posed:
"Don't you think if I knew I would have gone after the person already myself?" May is either completely unsurprised at the young man's 'sudden appearance' or she was expecting him to try and startle her and was able to control her reaction. She turns to look at him, crossing her arms in clear displeasure Rising Tide's actions. She's been read in and knows what's REALLY going on with the supposed turncoat agent, but she's not about to blurt that out to anyone, not even a member of the Gotham group whose entire existence relies on secrecy.
"Is that why you asked me to risk driving all the way out here? Because if it is, I have other things I could be doing." She certainly seems ready to turn around and leave again.
- Red Robin has posed:
"NO. I need to have the no bullshit damage assessment of SHIELD intelligence." Red Robin actually frowns at his own language use. His whited out eyes regard her, and he walks more respectfully towards her front, so she doesn't have to turn to watch him. "I mean absolutely no disrespect, but just how damaged and compromised are you? I mean, you are leaking identities. For God's sake, you leaked a former spy?" He sounds quietly incredulous.
"Basically. Give me the no spin, no government 'trust us' bologna and what are we looking at in terms of the good guys taking a beating. How long till you have this cow in custody?"
- Melinda May has posed:
May takes a deep breath and considers. "I can't tell you much without compromising a deep cover agent. Those leaks haven't helped anyone." She looks at the white eye-lenses a bit more sharply. Why is this kid so riled up about someone he's never met?
"SHIELD has taken a pretty solid black eye from this, but we're not out of the fight yet. Last I heard, Stark is working with our SHIELD techs to try and get something resembling internet service back online. And if anyone could get it working again, it would be Stark." She raises her chin slightly. "What have your group been doing with this, other than damage control?"
- Red Robin has posed:
"Well, that's scary as shit." Red Robin says. "And what do you mean deep cover agent? You have an operative in the Rising Tide, and SHIELD let them disrupt global communications? People died for what, exactly?" Red Robin is not a spook. He's not a spy. He's a vigilante: he is this business to save lives.
"Damage control is about all we can do. We have resources that other people lack, even you lack in some ways on a local and global reach." Red Robin doesn't divulge. His frown cuts his face into two halves, it is so deep. He regards her. "People died, agent. People I normally could have saved. I have to wonder about the decision making." His left arm settles his arm over his belly as he regards her seriously. "I shouldn't down dress you. You do not make the decisions. I am actually sorry. I have to admit though, this is disheartening."
- Melinda May has posed:
May just keeps on flatly staring the kid down. He's ranting at her about things she not only knows only too well but has had to deal with likely just as much as he has. But, she waits for him to finish, and back off and apologize.
"I agree with you on questioning the decision making, but unlike you I don't have the luxury of getting to openly rant about it. Now, is there anything I can do while I'm here?"
- Red Robin has posed:
"If you cannot give us any information or timeline, negative." Red Robin answers, He starts to step back into the dark. "I hope your asset is worth the death, agent. I like you. I trust you. I believe you. Your agency though? It's turning me off. It's too bad you cannot back channel our displeasure up to your supervisors." His gas launcher bursts a hiss, and the grapnel catches. She has time enough to speak a little before he's off.
It's safe to say that the damage with the bat family is less harmonious now.
- Melinda May has posed:
"Within the week," May offers. That's really all she can offer, and even that's only a guesstimate on when Stark will have some kind of internet access up and running. Any longer than that, and she's going to go have words with the inventor directly. She's been leaving him be so that he could work without feeling harrassed, but he's running out of time at the same pace that she's running out of patience. She steps back so Red Robin can zip off like he's clearly about to do, then she'll be on her way back to Manhattan. And it's so much more of a HORRID commute than it's ever been before.