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Oracle took the keys as Sarah Jane passed them to her "Get your door open, then toss them too me. I've got your back." she nodded and just hopped she could return the favor one day.
She bounced a little from side to side building up her electric charge in her body before Sarah Jane opened the door "Be careful!" Oracle nodded “I’ll try.” she moved quickly when Sarah Jane opened the door, keeping enough distance that if there was anyone waiting out there they’d hopefully focus on her and not Sarah Jane as they moved.
“I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be.” ― Douglas Adams
Stars help her, she was thrilled to be behind her electric friend. So often she must drag the unwilling through their own survival, but Oracle was going to fight right along side her. In front of her, even. They made their way quickly to the car, Sarah Jane amazed that Oracle had dredged up some sort of gumption out of nothing and was moving stealthily on her own two boots. There didn't seem to be any pursuers there on the ground, and the ones on the roof hadn't spotted them yet.
"Go go go-"she whispered, running to the drivers side.
"Go go go-" Oracle fumbled with the keys for a second while unlocking the door on her side of the car, whispering “So far so good.” tossing the keys to Sarah Jane Oracle kept looking from side to side, keeping a look out. Oracle thought she saw something over by the shrubberies.
Not taking her eyes off of what she was looking at she tried to keep her voice calm and steady “Sarah Jane, I want you to drive yeah, fast as you can, stop about a block or two down and I catch up to you.” she finally looked over at her friend. “Ok?”
“I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be.” ― Douglas Adams
Sarah Jane caught the keys and slipped herself quick as she could into the drivers side as Ace looked on. As she looked around, a raptor's hunting gaze on that face still caught somewhere between childhood and adulthood.
She got the car started in a jiffy, but realized that Oracle had not climbed in. She looked to her with alarm, only seeing her from the car roof down until she bent in.
And asked for the impossible. But there was no time to argue. It bothered her mightily that she couldn't drag the young woman into the car. With a heavy frown and a grit of her teeth, she jammed the car into gear and took of.
"This isn't happening." She said, nonsensically to herself.
Oh, it was happening Oracle watched as Sarah Jane drove off, she needed to lead them in another direction then circle back or they’d never get a second to breathe and she was hoping the little surveillance device she thought she’d spotted just might completely focus on her and ignore Sarah Jane, if Oracle didn’t make it out of this she was ok with that, at least Sarah Jane would.
Walking over to what she saw, bold as brass, Oracle picked up what she had seen and looked into it “Catch me if you think you’ve got the stones.” she was faster than them, she knew that now it was time to test that theory.
“I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be.” ― Douglas Adams
In for a penny, in for a pound, she thought, gunning her car down the street. From her lips trailed a stream of Judoon profanity. And pleas in English that left her chagrined. She hadn't realized how much she still believed in God until that moment. Half a block down, she pulled over with a bit of a squeal, then she opened the door to poke her head and one foot out of the car to see what was happening to Oracle. Oh, god, one of them was there. A big one.
"ORACLE!" she screamed in worry and warning.
God, god, make her not be too small. Make her strong. Oh God.
Oracle skidded to a halt when she heard Sarah Jane scream her name and looked behind her, letting out a whistle “Woah, you’re a big boy aren’t you…” she stopped for a second and closed her eyes a little raising a eyebrow “Smell like one too, it’s called a bar of soap for a reason maybe you should try some.” she hopped that hit a nerve with it but just in case she kept going.
Starting to pace a little side to side thinking it over making sure it kept its eyes on her so she could build up enough strength for a fight “You’ve made me loose my jacket, you’ve caused my friend to run from her home, you wanna pick on someone your own size, bring it ugly.”
She didn't care what the plan was anymore. She sat back down in the seat, and jammed her car into reverse. She went hard and she fishtaled just a little bit, the passenger side door coming open. She'd popped the latch and now momentum made it wing wide. Right for it, she intended, and right for it she went. It was not a direct hit, but it was hard enough to take the door off, and spin the thick man in his shiny suit to the ground. Her car skid as she slammed on the breaks. She'd been unable to look out for Oracle.
Oh . . .God. Please. Just this one more favor. She whipped around, dark hair with redish flame highlights, swung in an arc. She looked out the back. Where was the girl?
Oracle had started to make a snarky comment at the big metal man but stopped when she heard tires squeal, she looked down the street to see Sarah Jane driving backwards, “Uhhh, what?” she saw the door of the car open and not having time to turn around and bolt Oracle bent backwards and started jumped feet over head out of the way.
She’d barely made it out of the way before she heard the noise of metal on metal as Sarah Janes door hit the metal man knocking him to the ground, she started to laugh a little like a nutter.
Moving quickly so they didn’t lose any time Sarah Jane had just bought them Oracle ran to the car, jumping into the car “Remind me to get you to teach me to drive some day.”
“I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be.” ― Douglas Adams
Her voice was unusually husky and strident with stress. She had only a second to catch Oracle's eyes as she caught the girl's right hand and smacked it firmly down on the steering wheel. Then Sarah Jane let go of the wheel entirely, her foot never letting up on the gas, and cranked herself around in the seat to get her own right arm out the window. The angle was nearly impossible. The driver was novice. Sarah Jane Smith took her aim and shot multiple orange and green paint balls into the faceplate of their pursuers with her Planet Eclipse Ego LV1 paintball gun by Deep Hunter. She'd practically had to stand on the gas pedal to do it, just for the angle. The secondary effects of that little manuver were not inconsequential.
"Here comes lesson number one! Take the wheel" “Wait, what?!” Oracle white knuckled the steering wheel after Sarah Jane slapped hand down, she moved her other hand onto the wheel also so she wasn’t single handed driving as Sarah Jane floored it.
Trying to keep it as steady as she could while Sarah Jane fired off a couple of shots Oracle managed to narrowly miss a couple of parked cars as they went speeding past them.
Have you ever tried to drive with both hands on the steering wheel from the passenger seat, she was lucky her hands didn’t slip and cause them to scrap a couple of the cars. “How we doing?”
She took quite a jostling as Oracle scraped the nearby cars. The good news was that the young woman managed to make it a scrape instead of an actual hit. Sarah Jane drew the paint marker down to her chest, and ducked her head back in.
My my, they were going quite fast.
Sarah Jane settled her rump back down into the seat and took her foot off the gas, her free hand getting a good grip on the wheel and guiding them away from the edge.
"We're at about 1040 €uro in damage." She flashed the Ginger a proud smile. "You pass your first class."
Then Sarah Jane was back to driving, her attention blazing out the front of the car. Behind them, every single pursuer had gone down. Each was wiping frantically at their goggles.
"We're safe enough for a moment. Buckle up. I'm so sorry about you're bad landing, Oracle. Are you alright? You must be hurt!"
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"We're at about 1040 €uro in damage." Oracle sat back in her seat and laughed a little “Yeah, sorry about that.” "You pass your first class." Holding up both hands Oracle gave Sarah Jane a double thumbs up as she kept looking behind her in the direction they were speeding away from. “Don’t take this the wrong way but you’re a damn good shot with that thing.”
"We're safe enough for a moment. Oracle sighed a little, she wouldn’t lie she had been a little on the tense side for the last little bit waiting to see what would happen next. “Buckle up. Oh yeah right, she’d almost forgot about that during the whole thing, Oracle reached up and grabbed the belt pulling it across her till it made the satisfying click with being plugged in.
“I'm so sorry about you're bad landing, Oracle. Are you alright? You must be hurt!" Oracle turned to face Sarah Jane while in her seat “Na wasn’t such a bad landing, had worse and no not really that hurt, bit of a sprained ankle but nothing that won’t heal.” she tried to smile a little running over in her head where they might be able to go to stay under the radar while things cool down “So…any suggestions on where to go?” she could only think of one herself and that was near some docks but it wasn’t exactly close.
“I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be.” ― Douglas Adams
That was what relaxed her? Some fancy shooting and a quick get away? Oracle had been somewhat withdrawn since she met her. Not sandwiches or fancy computers or 3 hours of sleep had taken the seriousness from that young face. Now it bloomed. Oh, she was just too cute. Sarah Jane had to be careful not to smile at the thought. She didn't think that Oracle could read her mind, but she'd learned the young woman was mighty good at reading faces.
The best part was Oracle popping into light laughter. She'd found herself laughing with her. That was nice. That was something she rarely did alone, no matter how successful her actions.
"Don't worry, it's in the budget. Take this."
Sarah Jane needed to shift up and she handed Oracle the paint marker in such a way to make her take it, ready or not. One good jolt later and they were going quite fast.
"Do you see what that is? It's not a gun . . .not a deadly gun. Do you think you can shoot it?"
She did not respond to her comment about being a good shot. Sarah Jane was too good a shot, and she knew it. She didn't intend to draw any more attention to that little wonder bit of information.
"For now . . . we're just getting the hell out of here." Sarah Jane had a few ideas, but hadn't settled on one of them yet.
"Don't worry, it's in the budget. Take this." Oracle tried to wave her hands in a no gesture “Oh no, I don’t deal with…” she stopped short when Sarah handed her the gun before sighing holding the gun in her hands “…guns.”
Staring at the gun for a minute Oracle had to go through the catalog in her head of all the guns that she’d had to become acquainted with over the years and came up drawing a blank in her mine "Do you see what that is? It's not a gun . . .not a deadly gun. Do you think you can shoot it?" blinking a few times it dawned on her what she had in her hand “Yeah I should be able to.”
"For now . . . we're just getting the hell out of here." It finally dawned on her what the gun in her hand was “OH! I know what this is, paintball gun right? I’ve heard of theses never actually seen…” Oracle was too busy inspecting the paintball gun to be able to ready herself for the sharp turn Sarah Jane took and bumped the curb slightly casing Oracle to pull the trigger on the paintball gun and shooting the interior roof of the car “…” Oracles looked at horror at the spot with paint on it “…I have no words.”
“I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be.” ― Douglas Adams
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