The hunt begins

[twiceahero]

It's been one of those days.

Dinah's out in the field. Hasaragua to be exact. She'd gotten a tip about left-over Soviet military gear (and who knew there was still any of that around) stored in an abandoned military facility. Normally she'd check into it and alert someone else to take care of it, but her informant had also told her that some sort of sale was going down.

So she'd gotten Dinah some plane tickets.

Then Robin had come over to help her do some upgrades on her holographic simulation room. Juggling the mission and the upgrades had been easy, especially with Dinah who could pretty much take care of herself.

Then Dick had shown up. Then Ted had shown up. And now she was trying to juggle all the secrets involved in all those people, and was only half-watching Dinah's progress.

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[serinusniger]

It's been one of those days.

Dinah woke up safe and comfortable in the JSA headquarters, only to be informed by her best friend in the entire world - a best friend, incidentally, whose name she doesn't know and who she's never actually met - that she was going to catch the next plane to Hasaragua.

She'd crept through the jungle, risking tree-related scratches on her bare legs that in her old costume would simply have nicked the fishnet. She'd tracked down one of the trucks carrying goods to this promised arms fair. She'd stumbled into the armed goons guarding the goods.

She'd dealt with them so quickly she almost felt embarrassed for them. Especially when she had to fake snoring so their colleagues don't realise they've been knocked unconscious.

It's not until the truck comes to a complete rest at its final destination that she realises there's been no style-cramping orders coming from her earpiece in a while now.

"Oracle? You listening?"