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"Ya know, I've been thinking, stop me if you've heard this on bird brain, but is it possible that maybe returning to my Nightwing persona would be a good step? I find it would be quite awesome and due to not actually belonging to this reality, I have a rather small record compared to my counterparts and still I'm covered under the guise of a hero's title."Jason stepped clear out of the shadows, twirling a knife in his hand like a toy, a robin in the mix, oh joy. He licked his lips and smoothed back his hair rather plainly. He had knowledge of the Robins other than himself, to say the least.

This was Tim of course, oh how he adored the kid, he briefly remembered how they used to laugh, play, and come to such close blows as to almost killing each other. A rather strange looking magnum was holstered to his side, on a belt that looked like a clown-themed utility belt. His face was one of frighting smiles as he looked to the small gathering of "friendly" faces."I've grown rather bored of late, there's a Red Hood, a Batman, a Joker, a Batgirl, and now a Robin, I'm definitely not wearing a Batwoman suit, it makes my butt look big. For now, I could make a deal of sorts, I play the vigilante card at the side of my alternate little bro here and I'm given what I ask in return.

As far as trust is considered, well, you truly can't trust a psychopath, but then again, that's not going to be the role I'm playing, now is it? Of course I come to you relatively unarmed, well, as unarmed as your going to get."Every so often he'd let out an annoying and sickening laugh with what he'd perceive as a joke, even so, he didn't care that it wasn't funny, he'd laugh until it was funny, even if that took forever. He tossed the knife he had into the air and was quick to catch it, then pocket it again."I happen to have been taking a bit of time to construct, so take this little cell, don't bother messing with it, trust me, I've already planned ahead for that, it'll suffice for when you wish to reach me."He placed a small communicator on the hood of a nearby car, then saluted with a grin. Before anyone had time to say something or stop him, he was running into an adjacent alley. A loud noise resounded after, followed by a cackling Jason.

He rode a motorcycle of his own make right out of sight. He was even so much as drastic to leave a few dozen grenades around, which actually exploded in a helpful way. The grenades, cleared out a swarm of communist that were planning on ambushing the group. Funny how a clown just wasn't as funny as he was supposed to be.

((Exit Joker (Jason Todd) to Metropolis))

((@Skuld: He was outside, talking from a window then, either that or fourth wall breaking around them before leaving. dramallama ))

((Artemis, Crystal and Kesshou all have heightened senses of smell and hearing and where they are isn't in the war zone AND they are on the third floor. If you are going to do that it would go a lot differently.))

Arell smiled. "I know, che', but I felt bad fer not lettin' ya know I was gone, but I shoulda letcha know I was still alive." the Cajun said with a smirk and looked over at Robin, not thinking that there were multiple Robins and only one Arell L'amore. "Waaait, I've seen you before, haven't I?" the Cajun said, scratching his head, scratching the back part of his head that he could still feel.

Arell heard the transmitter mention the red dude. "That's funny, I was chasin' dat red SOB in a tank." he growled, realizing that was that Crimson jackass in the hockey mask that he and Hex almost turned to something the Roughneck from Louisiana would have mounted on his wall like a trophy deer.

He looked over at Tim, automatically thinking it was the Robin from last time, he stared at him. "Nice t' see you got changed since that li'l fight with ghost boy, but he blew hisself up." he growled.