"I'm a little cynical, must be the Russian in me."
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"I'm a little cynical, must be the Russian in me."
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A deep sigh, a crack of the neck, and the sliding of a window.
"Well...at least I won't be -breaking- this one."
A leap, a turn, the firing of a grappling hook to make sure he doesn't hit the ground.
Nightwing is back in action.
π¦ ye why not
Time to get serious
π¦: Stole, let's get something moving, I haven't written here in ages.
"You've definitely got a point..."
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π¦: Stole, let's get something moving, I haven't written here in ages.
"Now this, this is the opinion of a man of culture."
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"Wasn't my -intention-, but I'm sure it can't hurt...though if you do go down that road, I'll be waiting for ya."
"Consider it a show of good will. With Two-Face at least temporarily out of the game, you've got one less guy to worry about while you're in town."
...if it wasn't for the acid burn on the back.
"I mean..."
He rummages around in the various pouches hidden in his suit, searching for something, anything that could pass as a gift, until finally...
"Ah, here. This should start you off nicely."
It's a coin. She probably would have mistaken it for a normal one...
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"You have fans?"
He pulls back from her fingers, chuckling again, this time a touch more sincerely.
"No, no I certainly would not... what're you doing back here, anyway?"
He scoffs out a chuckle, shaking his head slowly.
"Predictable? You? Even I know better than to think that, c'mon."
"I mean...no, I don't, it's not like I was -expecting- you...though I probably should've seen this coming."
"Don't...don't ask me that."
"Not entirely. I saw one of em threatening some people on a rooftop so I jumped in, then before I knew what was happening there were forty of them...it was definitely a trap, I don't even know what happened to the 'victims', they might have been staged too."
"Anything to help me identify who these guys are. Tattoos, marks on the clothing, unique scars, whatever I can find. These guys fit the M.O. of your standard ninja cult...but I've never seen em before."
"Nah, mask records footage, this just lets me view it at a resolution higher than two pixels."
He plugs the mask into her laptop, navigating to the file and entering its encryption key, which he is careful to hide from her.
π¦: Boy I sure wonder who my favorite superhero is
"Ninjas, like, SO many ninjas, which makes the fact that they didn't have any weapons on them all the more bizarre..."
He picks his mask back up, pulling a small tab on it to reveal a USB connector.
"You got a laptop I can use?"
"Thanks, you're a life saver."
He lifts the glass to his lips, taking a sip before placing the pill in his mouth and swallowing.
"Hopefully that kicks in soon..."
"You should. If not for me, then for the vibe of this place, florescents always make me feel cold, y'know?"
He sits up again, making more room for her on the couch.
"Good answer"
And with that, his mask is pulled away, revealing the rest of his face, and his piercing blue eyes, which blink a few times to adjust to the lack of light filtration.
"Gah...ALL florescents? Why?"
"Thanks..."
He settles back against the couch, reaching his hand to his face before stopping for a moment.
"If I take off my mask, are you gonna be cool about it?"
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