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 Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2012 9:15 pm
 The entire family converge on one mayjor threat set by the Scarecrow only to find it's a trap to test out an amnesia toxin with a hint of fear and paranoia. When several members of the family are whipped of their most precious memories, each one is effected in a different way. The only two left unaffected are Batman and Catwoman who are now faced with not only putting the family's memories back in order, but controling the chaos that follows created by the family it's self. Meantime The Joker is up to his old tricks and taunting his favorite birds with facts that he knows about each of them, meantime seeping in a lie or two to help with the chaos. Cast: Batman- NuSith d**k Grayson-NuSith Damian wayne- NuSith Cassie- Namikaze Kushina Stephany- Namikaze Kushina Jason Todd- Namikaze Kushina CatWoman- Namikaze Kushina Alfred- Namikaze Kushina Tim- NuSith Villains: Scarecrow- Joker-
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2012 9:57 am
 It was the calm before the storm, or at least thats what d**k kept thinking. Things had been too quiet latley. Or maybe his brothers had been patrolling without him again and cleaning up the streets. Damian was his main worrey at the moment. the kid had taken up collecting trophies like some kind of serial killer. He explained it was a way to send a message to their enemies. A grim one. d**k had been working with the newest member of the family on the no kill polecy, but once raised by assasins, always an assasin he guessed. Jason was the other main concern. He had gone solo but their paths still crossed. He worried about Jason's tactics a lot. Some time Jason was no better than the villains he hunted. d**k sat back in the large chair onlooking the computer monitor bank in the batcave. Things were too quiet. Aside from the heavy panting at his feet of Ace. Even Ace was wrestless. Alfred hadn't played with the dog much, and Damian's cats scared the poor guy to no end. The poor dog had never seen a cat unless you counted Catwoman, whom he properly disliked and growled at. Then again he was a good judge of character. Damian wondered in to start work on one of the cycles. He was quiet, too quiet, but d**k knew he was there. It had become a sixth sence between the two from working together. It wasn't until Damian uttered a four letter word that d**k turned to look at the boy. "Language.' d**k scolded him. Somtimes he was more of a father to Damian than Bruce. "This damn thing will not fit!' Damian kicked the bike in frustration. "Temper." d**k scolded him again. Damian made a nasty face. "Temper." He mimiked. d**k sighed and sat back in his chair. Usually Damian mimiked Tim like that. Damian must be having a bad today. d**k began to wonder who else was still at the manner at the moment. He wondered if anyone would be up for a board game. God them playing a board game... That would not go over so well. Damian cursed again loudly and grabbed somthing metal and began hitting the bike. d**k sank lower in his seat. It was going to be a long night of bordum and Damian's temper.
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Vixen Athena Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Feb 29, 2012 9:24 pm
 đy world is all just shades of grey, Batman.
đŁ hat's why you'll never ever really understand me.
Action | Speak | Think
â˘xxxAlarms blared in her ear, sadly it were not the ones that made her heart race and forced the adrenaline through her veins. No, it was the annoying one that went off whenever she overslept during on her little âcat napsâ. Things had been extremely slow, especially for someone like Kyle. She liked excitement, loved a chase almost as much as she enjoyed playing with her food but not nearly as much as she enjoyed Jewelry and toying with anyone who tried to chase her. Which may have been the reason for her love/hate relationship with Gothamâs âdark knightâ, âcaped crusaderâ or whatever you wanted to call the guy. There was just something so alluring about someone who would give chase time and time again⌠someone who didnât seem to grow tired of her, antics.
â˘xxx Stretching her arms out the female scratched above her brow just under the pesky flap of material that made up her cat suit. It came second nature to her to keep her hand far enough away for her retractable claw to come out and scratch the irritated skin. Content the feline fatale stretched out her legs before lazily looking over the building she would be assaulting a little later in the evening. Noting that she still hadnât bothered with that pesky alarm the antihero turned her attention to the busing alarm clock she had on the building with her. A frisky smile played on her features the moment she noticed it was sitting next to her right foot, which was hanging over her left, and in one âaccidentalâ slip the alarm began its decent from its perch. It wouldnât hit anyone, no there was a patio with some sort of canopy up on it a couple floors downâŚif anything it would simply earn a couple of questioning glances up toward the sky.
â˘xxx Reaching down for her trusty whip the Kyle could feel her heart begin to race at the thought of her next heist. When asked which side she was on, which normally only came from his caped crusader or one of his manyâŚmany chikies. Was he making a habit of picking up broken strays? She wouldnât necessarily reply with anything straight forward, how could someone like herself? Perhaps to the holier than thou Batman the world appeared in black and white, good and bad. How could it not, bats were blind were they not? But to a feline there were so many shades of gray, so many things that fell in between the linesâŚhow was a curious creature like herself supposed to stray away. She was not blind, nor deaf or stupid. Even the public had seen the many sides of her, she had cleared her name of âvillainâ after a couple of âguest star appearancesâ with the Bat. Even if her methods wereâŚdifferent. If anything she had been dubbed a nuisance when bored. Not a title she liked, but it kept a lot of people off of her case, it gave her a little bit more of breathing room.
â˘xxx It was slightly out of character for her to not be actively out and harassing the Gotham P.D., but what could she say even she deserved a break? She didnât see anyone else trapeze-ing around taking what they wanted and helping when it suited their best interest. Sure you could find some people on one side of the road or the other, but as far as he was concerned she was just about the only one in this city who strutted on both sidesâŚwhenever she pleased need she add. It was quite a tiresome job, so much so that she found herself napping more than she would be willing to admit. Bats had a whole entourage of people to pick from; she was just one lone kitty.
[Ooc: Can't really post as Spoiler (Stephanie)...she had relationships with Tim for a time then the two drifted and then she 'died' and I really would like to know where you would like me to start with her. (Depends on where you start with him I guess. o.o]
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Posted: Wed Feb 29, 2012 9:49 pm
 Bruce rolled over in his bed ignoring the dull throb of broken ribs. Nothing new. He cracked his eyes open to gaze at his arm resting over empty space, also nothing new. He let out a deep sigh before sitting and rubbing his head. He pulled free a thorn left behind by one of Ivy's not so little and innocent babies. He set it on the nightsand and climbed out of bed to start his day. As he began his regimend of pushups his thoughts trailed off to her. Not Poison Ivy but another. Why was she so hard to get out of his mind and why did he keep chasing her? Bruce growled at himself for thinking about anything but current events. Catwoman would show back up, he was sure of that. She always did when he couldn't get her out his mind. Downstairs he could hear a fight going on and knew what to expect alraedy. "Shut up simpleton! Your lucky I let you hit me!" Damian spat. 'LET ME?!" Tim shouted back. "you little punk!" Tim swung again on damian only to miss. Damian was on Tim and chokeing him from behind. Bruce groaned as he made his way toward the rukus. "I'll ******** kill you Drake!" Damian hissed. d**k yanked Damian from tim and held Tim at bay as he clawed at Damian. Damian flipped Tim off and Tim shoved d**k out of the way to swing again. Damian ducked and Tim ended up landing his fist square in Bruce's hand where he held the boy firmly. "Are you two done?" He asked calmly. "I..I'm sorry Bruce." Tim looked ashamed. damian on the other hand. "That jerk.." Bruce held up a hand. "I don't want to hear it." Bruce held his head. "Alfred!" Bruce called for the butler. He needed asprin badly. d**k hated to see his younger brothers fighting and would gladly stay but he had places to be. "I'm heading to the Gotham bank to help put in that new security system. Do you got this?" d**k asked looking between Tim and Damian. "I got it... Once I'm medicated." Bruce joked. Gotham Bank: d**k arrived just in time for the bank to close. There wa a large display of diamonds on display in the loby that needed secured. He had gone in under Fox tech to make sure the system was running smoothly and the diamonds were safe. the bnk had been hosting a special event all week long in attempt to get people to open safty deposite boxes there. Couldn't let anyone swoop in and steal anything. ((well we can start with Catwoman running into the seemigly regular security maintance guy d**k. He can call in bats and the dueling robins and go from there. Hope that works))
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Vixen Athena Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2012 12:03 am
 I watched him smile. I watched him cry. I watched him grow.
I watched him bleed. I did my best.
xxxTo anyone else, anyone outside of the manor many would believe that his job as a Butler was plain and simple with little to no 'snares'. Well perhaps at one point in time that would have been true, one point in time many years ago- years before he had to learn how to sew up Kevlar outfits and masks. Perhaps in another life he was someone else's butler and lived a simple life, perhaps to others he was putting himself in unnecessary danger. But he liked his job and wouldn't take anything in the world if it meant giving up this.
xxxHe had finished dinner a couple of hours earlier, a tad bit earlier in attempts to keep the 'kids' civil while Master Bruce enjoyed his sleep. Normally, had his suit not been in its condition, he would have been outside his door once the food was finished. But from the unique puncture wounds on some of Master Bruce's 'uniform' along with the rips and snares, he figured he would enjoy the extra sleep...the little bit of sleep the kids would allow him to of course. But extra sleep none the less.
xxxA short minute later and Alfred was by Bruce's side, curious about what he was doing out of bed...but with one look up at the two 'kids' it went without saying that the extra sleep didn't last quite as long as he had expected. "It would seem the family has woken you up?" He asked with an arched brow at the young-ins, they were full of energy that they were and a pain to keep an eye on. Especially with so man of them running around now. "What can I do for you, Master Bruce?" Formalities was something many expected with the butler it would seem that no matter how many times he was told there was no need for them when amongst themselves, he still fell back on them.
xxxHe had taken notice of the company that Bruce was in, from what he could conclude the two boys had gotten themselves into another one of their arguments. The butler knew that they would, maybe, out grow it but still he would be sure to bring it up to them individually when the time came. The two boys were next to one another, Tim seemed genuinely ashamed while the young Damian was otherwise. He was a feisty one, that one. He was at Bruce's right side and to his right was Stephanie who had showed up earlier in the day in hopes of speaking to Bruce. She had stopped by the previous night asking for him, when he informed her he was 'still out' but offered her to stay in and wait she declined before taking her leave. Aside from her presence at dinner he hadn't seen her around much, or at least anywhere he was a quick glance at security assured him she was still there as the hours went by. He worried for all of them, Bruce included. This line of work could prove to be, challenging, upsetting and most definitely unpredictable.
 Dear Diary, I know what my next science project is going to be called:
"My love/hate relationship with Gravity."
Action | Speak | Think
ă¤xxxShaking her head the female couldnât help but wonder what on earth could have gotten the two into the argument they were currently in. Stephanie normally wasnât one to show up and âhang outâ at the manor ask anyone around. But after stopping by earlier she just hadnât gotten around to leaving quite yet. Having stayed around for dinner where she was sure she would run into Bruce she had been told to just bide her time and await for him to waken. So she made haste at the table and finished eating before disappearing into the depths of the manor. She didnât mind the othersâŚto an extent. They were much like a family and fought like siblings, the only way she had figured to avoid confrontation was to practically avoid them until she could speak with Wayne. Which was why the blond, dressed in an ottoman coat, black heels and the rather colorful dress she had thrown own earlier in the day was rather adamant about avoiding the rooms she heard others in and leaving the one she had occupied when footsteps neared. Perhaps training had proved useful for more than just crime fighting.
ă¤xxxSomething, precarious had happened on her last outing the other night, she had returned to the manor the previous night only to find out that Batman hadnât returned and when she found out the kids were thereâŚshe chose to go home for the night. It wasnât anything too important, she was sure she had been in the business long enough, but it still piqued her curiosity. The idiots she had run to in last nightâs patrol were part of Jokers gang, which was nothing out of the ordinary it would seem that they didnât have off days, what caught her attention was what they were saying when she was tailing them. She hadnât quite been able to pick everything they said up, they were smart enough to whisper to one another and speak in code, but what she had didnât quite set right with her and had been on her mind the whole night.
ă¤xxxIt took a lot of patients and skill to keep up with them and before she could get any more information out of them their boss ordered them to move and continue with the heist. With confrontation inevitable the female took it upon herself to confront them and knock them out before they could play their role in all of this. Whenever Joker had anything going on it was safe to say that there were more than a few people working on it at a time. Whether it was luck or not she didnât know, what she did was that she had taken out the heists âget awayâ and shortly after the order she found herself pitted up against a couple more people. Tying them up in hopes of getting more information about whatever the hell was going on proved fruitless.
ă¤xxxThe villain must have had eyes and ears everywhere, it was mere luck that she moved out of the way when a shot was fired. Annoyed at the interruption the female took to the shadows in hopes of confronting the idiot who attempted to knock her out, by the time she arrived at the supposed shooting sight the man was gone. The whole situation left her a bit rattled, when she returned to the other hostages she found them dead and a nearby canister of gas. Something just wasnât right.
ă¤xxxWhen she walked up to the scene, moments shortly before Alfred, she was amused to find that it was indeed Tim and Damian at it again. Tempted as she was to crack a snarky remark the female held her tongue at the look Bruce had given them and a moment later Alfred arrived. When the Butler spoke up to the multibillionaire she turned her sights to the two of them with an eyebrow arched. Being in a room full of men could prove, interesting unless said room was this manor and said men were these guys. She still felt a tad bit awkward being around here especially after her little incident and false death. Things were not how they were going to be, she knew and accepted that but it didnât make things better. Which was why even as she took the mantle of Batgirl she tried to avoid working alongside the Bat family, filling up her time with Oracle and anything she needed. The only reason she was here was to speak to Bruce, plain and simple she would be out of their hair as soon as she voiced her concerns.
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2012 1:07 am
đy world is all just shades of grey, Batman.
đŁ hat's why you'll never ever really understand me.
Action | Speak | Think
â˘xxxThe sun was slowly making its way over the horizon her final beams of light cascading their rays upon Gotham. It was the most majestic sight to many of the citizens, but while they saw beauty she saw opportunity. The female had already made her way over to the bank, she had been break as Catwoman for a while but that didnât mean that Kyle was out of commission. No, the female was still doing her rounds going to local events in search of anything that caught her attention. She had received word of the little âpromotionâ their bank was having. From what she understood during her visit a couple of nights back it was in hopes of earning some new customers⌠or something of that nature, she truly wasnât interested in what the man had to say.
â˘xxx With a little bit of work she managed to learn a couple of more things about their little bank, it would seem that even if it had been quite some time since she ma her last appearance they hadnât completely forgotten about her. During her second trip the previous day to the bank she saw quite an increase in security, that was surely there to begin with but she hadnât truly bothered to point out. A heist during the day would cause too much trouble, so many men and getting tazed was definitely not high on her âto-doâ list. Plus the simple fact she would have to maneuver between the big guys wasnât quite the challenge she was looking for; sure she could have used the people as a distraction but had someone else had their eyes on the bank it would only turn against her. She wasnât the only one in this city interested in big pretty jewels and stones; she had others to worry about.
â˘xxx Maneuvering her way around what little security there was on other nearby buildings Kyle found herself landing on the roof of the bank with grace. Smirking the woman made her way, in the shadows of course, of a nearby window but before leaving her little safety net of security the female glanced around for anything that mightâŚcompromise her current situation. Not seeing anything openly obvious, like she had the previous time the female congratulated the manager the female made her way to the window. A second later her handy dandy glass cutter was in hand and she was inside the building keeping an eye out for anything obvious, along with anyone she would have to take care of.
â˘xxx There were more than a couple of things she was interested in at the bank. The open display of precious jewels was a good way to get a customerâs attention, but also others who have other means than just looking. Villains were just people to; well most of the henchmen were at least in Gotham she did find herself wondering how the people thought they chose their targets? Sure some of them were scared enough to hack into security or other files as means to get blue prints or something of a building, before hiring others to do their bidding for them. But where was the fun in that? She was more of a go in and see what happens type of person, or at least with this bank she wasâŚshe had been here enough to be. Other places she would gain a little more information, but once you gained so much there just wasnât a challenge? Expecting everything that could happen was just not her style, which would explain how she got herself in some predicaments she had in the past. Namely said ones with the Caped Crusader.
â˘xxx Scanning the room as she went the fatale had managed to take out one of the nearby guards who may hadnât even noticed she was there. Tapping the tape on his mouth Kyle smiled spinning the role of duct tape around a finger, âNow just sit tight and take care, this wonât take long. I promise." Tapping the man on the head the woman glanced down at the prize the smirk deepening on her features, it was only a matter of time.
 What the hell took you so long?
Couldn't decide if you wanted to let me live? Talk | Action | Think â xxIt absolutely pissed him off, why he could maybe could on his one hand alone things that didn't. There was Talia and then ... so damn he could only think of a single thing. But ask him what in the world pissed him off and he was freaking Santa clause with the naughty list. Batman, criminals, Joker, Tim, d**k, his death, Joker, Nightwing, Robins in general, the bat-family, anything Joker related, heroes, this stupid idea of 'justice' the world has created, Batman, no lethal force, Gordon, prison, people, why he could go on and on. He was a freaking kid in a candy store when it came to all the things he hated, just thinking about any single thing sent him into dark dark thoughts.
â xxRed Hood, how different was he from that boy in that suit? Well not all that much, it was the same guy but it went without saying that he went where no hero chose to...where Batman didn't go. He killed, he brought true justice to those who deserved it... he did what needed to be done to survive. No more of this throwing them in prison so they could escape again, no more working alongside previous side-kicks, no more taking orders from Bruce, he was over that. It was a dog eat dog world, a screwed up world where it was possibly for heroes to die but the villains seemed to be in the green. You could be tortued, captured, raped, killed but the bad guys and what did the heroes do? Throw them in an asylum that seemed to have a freaking history of being broken into. He would know, he had been there with thanks to one of the few people he could actually claim he loathed with his life. Heroes can, have and will be killed and they do nothing to stop it. They allow it time and time again to happen and merely move on with life when that happened. Oh! Such and such's side kick was killed? Give them a month and they will have a new one.
â xxSlamming his fist down on the wooden coffee table Todd felt his blood boiling, it didn't matter how much time had passed it would forever piss him off. He was tortured then killed! And that murderer was still on the loose? What kind of world was he brought into. "We have word on a new possible drop zone." Todd brought his mask up over his face as the voice broke off. "Where?" He had managed to come up with his own contacts, acquaintances he could rely on...to a point. "It is unofficial but there are whispers of the mad man testing out some new toy at the Gotham Bank." Picking up his 'babies' the man rolled them around his pointer fingers before securing them in their holsters. "This better be good, or I'll--" "It's a reliable source." The voice interrupted as he made his way out of his 'cave.' "I'm on my way.
â xxHe didn't have loads of money behind him, but he had resources. Said resources were able to give him more than enough to have his suit that could perhaps be on par with the stuff Batman had. He had the training the Bat's had given him along with some of his own, more lethal training. He had his gadgets and weapons that got the job done and he didn't mind taking a life. Fully clothed the 'antihero' shoved the keys in his bike before kicking up the stand and speeding toward the Bank, even at his speed it would take him a bit to get there. Let's not even mention the police.
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Vixen Athena Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2012 5:32 am
Bruce still had a hand over his eyes and felt a wash of relife when he heard Alfred.
"Thank God." Brcuce muttered removing his hand finally. "I need somthing for this headache." He glanced at the two boys. "And these two headaches." He gave a slight smirk.
Damian took offense of course and glared up at his father.
"He started it Father..." Damian began.
"And I'm ending it son." Bruce cut him off. He glanced to Stephanie with a relived smile. Damian would follow her around for some time perhaps. For some reason even though Damian threatened to slice Stephanie up in small chunks and feed her to his cats, Damian was fasinated with the girl.
Bruce finally addressed Stephanie. "So.. What brings you here?" He asked. "Anything to do with some clowns and a sniper?" He gave her a knowing look. He wasn't watching over her shoulder or anything, it just happened that Batman enjoyed working multiple cases at once and came accross Batgirl's scene shortly after.
Putting together the evidence he had collected (Rather Stephanie left behind) he figured out for the most part what had happened.
Damian looked over his shoulder at Stephanie. "Yeah, Fatgirl isn't too bright when it comes to collecting evidence, let alone covering her tracks." He snapped. Bruce proptly cuffed the boy upside the head.
"Manners." He repramanded Damian who shot him the 'I'm going to stab you where you stand' look
Tim glanced over to see Stephanie and he felt a bit nestalgic. He wondered why she was here. He wasn't quite sure how to handle this situation no matter how many times he calculated it and ran through his head. One day they were together, then apart, then she was dead and now she's back? He shot one last glare at Damian before huffing off into the study. Use Damian as an excuse to run, yeah great work. He thought to himself.
Tim took a seat at the large rolltop desk and tried to get work done. Why was she here again? This is annoying.
d**k had finished in the monitor room and stood up. He set his tools back down and glanced at the monitor in time to see Catwoman dro on in.
"Great and me in civilian atire." He groaned. He took off anyway to stop her. He couldn't have Catwoman make Lucis Fox tech look bad.
Ducking behind a large pillar in the bank lobby d**k made his way toward Catwoman's back quietly. He waited a moment as ke crept up behind her. He knew those claws were going to come out and would be ready to duck back out her reach and use his own physical tallents to stay out of said reach.
He crossed his arms behind her. "Yeah, not long at all." He said casually. He gave her a smile knowing she hated to be caught.
He had several things going on at once in his head.
If she swipes with the claws- he would bend back out of the way and quickly move around her to grab and subdue her. Non lethal take down is best and can't go hurting the big guy's main squeeze. d**k could see it clear as day that Batman had a soft spot for the cat, but Bats would never admit it.
Try logic- Maybe talk her out of this. d**k was good at talking to others and always diplamatic. Maybe talk herright on outta here.
Duh civilian- d**k might have to actually dumb down his fighting abilities in order to pass as one, otherwise he would be a dead give away. This sucked.
d**k had already sent a silent signal to Tim that back up might be needed at the bank.
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2012 9:45 am
xxx Alfred found himself chuckling as he left the room in search for some pain killers for Master Bruce. Adults could be hard to deal with but teens and kids were on a whole different level. Between the seemingly random outbursts of violence, imbalanced hormones and their own peers...there was seemingly no rest for someone who had to sit down and deal with the hormonal races. d**k had been unique he had something that seemingly none of the others had, sure the two of them argued in the later years but with the simple fact that he continued with crime fighting and even stopping by proved that the two of them had an inseparable bond.
xxx Returning minutes after he left with a bottle of pain killers and a glass of water the elder took note that Tim had left, leaving Stephanie with Bruce and his legitimate son. The later seemed to still be a little riled up about whatever happened between him and the elder while the female had her hand on the back of her head. He was used to missing out on information, he was told what he needed to know a precaution to keep him out of unnecessary trifles. But that didn't mean he didn't come up with his own opinions on why things were going on as they did.
Dear Diary, I know what my next science project is going to be called:
"My love/hate relationship with Gravity."
Action | Speak | Think
ă¤xxx The kid crept her out, that much she had accepted. Her first impression of him was quite, impressionable. After the butler left, she stood there for a moment before shifting her weight onto her other foot. Definitely awkward... She found herself glancing back and forth between the occupants in the room from Batman to Damian then quickly over to Tim. Though her sights didn't last nearly as long as they did on Bruce when she looked at the other two; Damian was still a slight unknown to her aside from the fact that he became glued to her side whenever she did come over or they ended up at the same place. The later was because of their odd falling out, biting her lip the female was about to take her leave figuring she could wait for Bruce to finish with the two of them, but it would seem he would rather get straight and to the point. Typical Bruce.
ă¤xxx Shivering slightly at the reminder of her close call the female crossed her arms and shifted weight back onto her other leg before turning and keeping her attention on the man. With little time to even think of a reply she found herself looking at the young Damian, with a slight frown etched into her features upon hearing the nickname. Fatgirl?! She waited for Bruce to intervene before quickly glancing down ensuring that she hadn't gained too much weight, which she hadn't really. Sure she wasn't out on patrols every night like the others but she had still taken it upon herself to keep her body in good condition without Bruce's help. She still had to keep up other appearances when told to and Stephanie Brown was not going to gain weight while she attended school. She parted her lips to reply to Bruce but before she had time to say anything though Tim, seemingly out of the blue, took his leave. She watched as he exited the room before frowning slightly and turning back to Wayne. "Exactly so, as a matter of fact." She placed her hand on the back of her head moments before Alfred walked in with a cup of water and a bottle of aspirin.
ă¤xxx "Accidentally ran into some of Jokers men, well more like their get-away guys. Before I confronted the two they were whispering something about some new toy the Joker had. How it would simply blow everyone's minds. Then they were moving around as if they were to continue with the plans, I couldn't just let them get away so I incapacitated the two of them." She was sure he knew most of this but figured she should tell him everything she could in case it would help any. She put her arm back down to cross her arms,"Maybe it wasn't a heist. The guys who returned to the get away vehicle didn't seem to have anything on them. Anyway they were taken care of, that was nothing out of the ordinary. What was, was the fact that while I was trying to gain information out of those who weren't out cold. As you know...apparently." She mumbled the last word glancing back at Damian for a moment before back at Bruce, "Some sniper took his aim and shot, content with the others being tied up and what not I made my way in search for him." Only now was she realizing that perhaps he wanted her away from the group, shaking her head at the new perspective she continued. "Gone before I got there and by the time I got back to those who I had taken the time to get a hold of they were dead." Her voice went flat, her mind was elsewhere at the moment. Namely kicking herself for allowing the whole ordeal to play out how it had.
â˘xxxShe had decided that it would take a little more duct tape to keep the guy quiet and had turned her back for maybe a couple minutesbefore she frowned. The man she had been working on took a sudden liking for whatever was going on behind her and instinctively the female swung back, not bothering to reach for her whip. "Yeah, not long at all." Casually she turned around to the voice and smirked at the guy standing before her, he had a rather knowing aura of him and she glared. There were few things she disliked in the world, very few, but being caught was definitely up top on that last. Even though she wasn't expecting for this to go smoothly she sure as hell was not expecting someone to come up behind her so quickly. "It can never be easy, can it? You take care of one and another shows to ruin the party." She frowned retracting the claws and placing a hand on her hip. "So what is it going to be pretty boy? Are we going to place nice or are we going to have to play hard ball?" She couldn't help but ask, though the look in her eye she could tell that the man was calculating. A moment later her frown deepened and she found her free hand itching to grab onto her whip and take the little mouse out of the equation. He hadn't rung the alarm, from what she could tell the man had just walked upon the scene but he was much too nonchalant about all of this."No bells? No, cops? Surely there must be a catch this can't be something you come across everyday." She added devising a plan to get her out of this little hairball.
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2012 10:05 am
Damian had been listening to Stephanie chatter on about her failed attempt to aprehend Joker's men.
"TT.." He scoffed. "It was a diversion tactic clearly. Don't you have any skills at all of use?" He shot at her.
Bruce cuffed the boy upside the head again. "manners."He reminded Damian. Danian gave him the stabbing threat look again.
"Yes it was a diversion." Bruce informed. "And a good one. " He took the pills and downed them dry. He didn't bother touching the water. "I collected the caseing from the sniper's bullet. He perposly left it." Bruce looked at Stephanie. "He set it upright on the ledge knowing I would find it. Whoever he is, he knows I'm looking." Bruce wasn't conceated but he had that feeling and it was never wrong. "This is the fith time I have encountered these kinds of assasinations on the Joker's men. They are being targeted personally. So whoever this is has a serious bone to pick with the clown."
Damian smirked. "Or a serious crush." He joked, or at least attempted to. He had been trying to be more humorous with help from d**k and those retarded comedy movies. So far Damian was an epic fail at comedy, but he was a master of nasty quipps and come backs.
d**k smirked. "We can play hardball all you want sister but I thought cats liked to play with mice and birds." He paused. He was a bird.
"You have a chance to get out of this. You havn't taken anything yet." He looked at her seriously. His arms were still crossed casualy accross his chest but his body was ready to react at any moment. "You have a few options." He began. "1, give up and turn yourself into a burgler's anonumous and get your paws clean, 2 fight me and lose, and you will lose." He smirked. "3, wait until the big guy gets here and lose that much faster." He was still smirking. "Special alarm." He added.
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2012 1:40 pm
xxx Standing back the butler watched as Bruce took the pills. From what he had gathered they were going to talk about more whatever it was Joker was up to along with the guy that had been stalking, luring Batman for the past couple months. He let out a sigh before bowing and taking his leave, excusing himself to go back to the most recent suit that still needed to be sewed up and patched. There was no break for superheroes or the cops, the later did have the easy end of the stick.
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xxx Nobody could possibly understand how bad she wanted to just get up and leave. She had been crime fighting for quite sometime now, how she could have fallen for something like that was beyond her. Then again it wasn't as if she wanted to get shot... Stephanie shot a glare over at Damian finally having enough with his smart mouth. She wouldn't voice anything, not yet. She already felt mortified as is and the kid just kept it going, she shot a look over at Alfred as he left before returning her attention to Bruce her eyes still slit. "I'll tell Oracle then, have her be on the lookout for someone."Allowing her arms to fall down to her side the female passed another glance to the young Robin, she didn't want to be mad at the kid, but he knew damn well how to test her patients. And the last thing she wanted him to think was that he could step all over her.
xxxShe was really berating herself right now for the slip up, she would surely hear it from Babs when she got back to her about her outing...something she was sure she should have done earlier. Why she had made such a simple mistake was beyond her though, for years she had worked as spoiler, working alongside her very own enemies without so much as a slip up. Why now was something like this happening, she was slacking and she would have to work no it. She may not have died the first time but she had came close a couple of times while working as Spoiler and it was not something she wanted to experience anytime soon, no not with so many people looking to her as the new Batgirl...not with so many people expecting so much from her. "Anything else I should know? Before I take my leave."She crossed her arms once more, a habit she seemed to have grown accustom to while her time here around the others.
â˘xxxKyle glared at the arrogant man, he was awefully sure of himself for someone who looked to be just some sort of maintenance person. What caught her attention was the fact that he even mentioned that he had rang the alarm for, who she figured was, Bats. Her lips slowly lifted up into a smile, he was entertaining this one."I am sure we both know where this is going...." She snapped her whip off of her back and flicked it to the ground, much like the motion of a cats tail when irritated. "I get what I want, pretty boy. And I want those diamonds, hard ball it is." Her eyes hardened and her heart picked up, he was working on her nerves this one was. She would enjoy toying with him before getting to her previous jewels before making her escape. Bat's could possibly be on her way, she could slink her way around him if absolutely necessary if anything it would be a short get together before she took her leave. "I only lose when I want to, to him." She added with a smirk before snapping her whip forward in hopes of snatching his lips. There was something she didn't know about this guy and either he was absolutely stupid or knew a thing or two about defending himself. If it was the later she wanted to know just how much he did know.
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2012 1:52 pm
Tim emerged before Bruce could say anything else. he had his costume on and pulling up the hood with one hand, holding d**k's Nightwing costume in the other. "Silent alarm at the bank." He announced. "d**k is there now and sent a code green, so stand by, take no action until red." He looked at Stephanie a moment and gave an akward forced smile. "You.. Wonna come with?" He asked her.
Damian lit up. "I wonna come too." He demanded. "If Fat girl gets to go then I get to go. This place is lame and I'm bored." He was such a brat and knew it. Damian pulled open his hooded sweatshirt revealing that he had been wearing his costume all along just ready to go out. All he needed was his cape and mask.
Tim waited for Stephanie's answer. He would let Damian tag along but wasn't going to tolerate hit s**t for long. Tim has on several occasions punched the brat in the face while on missions, only to have a knife pulled on him shortly after.
d**k still wore the smirk on his face and waited for the whip crack he knew was coming. He moved in forward instead of back like a normal person would, batting the whip away with his arm to avoid getting hit in the face.
"Have it your way kitty." He said as he ran up on her stoping short of a foot away and performing a closed quarters back flip in attempt to kick her in the chest and face with each foot. He was just showing off now. Once he dropped he would attempt a swipe enuver with his feet in hopes to catch her off balance or trip her.
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2012 2:48 pm
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xxx She was waiting for the snide remark sure that the kid had a lot more of them in him. Luckily, more or so for him, Tim returned this time donned in his costume. Her eyes flickered over to him and held back frowning and rubbing her upper arm in nervousness. They would seriously have to sit down and talk about this eventually; when she spotted the smile she returned one of her own stressed smiles before turning to Batman as if asking for approval."I haven't been informed that I am needed elsewhere, if it isn't any trouble I will meet you guys there." If there was one single thing that Bruce had managed to drill into her head, it was to always have some sort of backup outfit ready. Being younger and having nosy friends at school had nearly compromised her a couple of times, but she managed to keep them out of her stuff long enough to distract them from foiling anything.
xxxHer eyebrow twitched at the kids remark and nick name before turning to take her leave. She had left her bag in the other room where she had come from before this little scenario and she the code was still green. She had time to get ready, which didn't take nearly as long as it did for her to get ready for civilian life or whatever undercover alias Babs had her going under recon position."I'll be out in two." She briskly made her way out of the room wanting nothing more than to get out of his sights. Upon entering the reading room the female bee-lined for her gym bag, hopefully if there was any scenario that would break the tension it would be something like this where both their minds should be off of everything person and on whatever they would be running into. As for Damian, well he may get hit upside the head with her staff or anything for that matter if he deserved it.
â˘xxxShe would be lying if she said she wasn't surprised that the man had run toward her instead of away when she cracked her whip. Again she would be lying if she said she didn't give him some sort of approval for slapping the whip away with is arm before charging her. "Flashy, flashy." Kyle replied managed out as he jumped up avoiding the kick to the face over the kick to the chest. If there were any job position where one would have to go to the doctor for a check up more than x amount of times a week....it would be this one hands down. The man fell to the ground and swiped his leg under her managing to catch her off guard enough to do just that but not enough so to make her completely lose her balance. "Look at this, it would seem that why indeed you do know what you are doing. You deserve an award." Regaining her balance enough to stumble a couple steps back Selena snapped her whip once more toward the man. Only this time she was hoping he would duck in hopes he would indeed rush into the room with the tied up man so her whip could catch onto a nearby shelf. Which should earn her enough time to get past him, unless of course he had a couple of more aces up his sleeve. "Why if I didn't know any better I would think that perhaps you were trained for something like this?" She had feeling in her gut that she had fought this guy before, but at the moment she couldn't place the name with the face...or recognize the man from anytime in her past.
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2012 3:18 pm
Bruce didn't mind Stephanie coming along, in fact maybe she would be more use than anything. He headed down stairs to the cave to get dressed, in no rush. If it was an emergency d**k would inform him of it.
Damian was dressed and ready and already sitting in the batmobeal, shotgun. Tim groaned as he climbed into the back. Damian laughed.
"Hah your sitting b***h." Damian teased.
"Thats enough." Tim groaned. "Can you shut up for three hours and not give any one a hard time?"
Damian snorted. "Can you grow a ******** clue and keep your stupidity t yourself?... Didn't think so." Damian focused ahead as Batman climbed into the car and started it up.
"I will turn the car around if you both don't shut up." He warned.
d**k leapt over the whip instead of ducking low. He grabbed the ceiling beams and swung at her like had so many times on the trapese. Landing directly face to face with her.
"Is that reward your phone nomber?" He teased Always the flirt, even though he knew she was Bat's girl. He swung at her with his right fist sure that she could dodge it. Thinking a few moves ahead he could pivot around her if she moved to his left to avoid getting hit and move to her right and take her down. But she just might hit him back. Either way he was having fun and loseing the fact that he was out of costume.
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2012 3:22 pm
What the hell took you so long?
Couldn't decide if you wanted to let me live? Talk | Action | Think â xxLike he had suspected he had to shake the P.D. off his case, causing him to be quite a bit later than he would have liked to have been. But that was besides the point, he was there and going to find out what the hell was going on. There were few things he seemed to agree with on anyone of his crime fighting family, but if there was one thing it was that whenever the Joker had anything new up his sleeve it had to be stopped. While his methods were more permanent they still got the job done and he would rather show up earlier than later and find himself swarmed upon all of those he had chosen to exile himself from. No, no he had been exiled he had been forgotten. It wasn't hit fault the lunatic managed to kill him.
â xxIt was a rather chilly day in Gotham, while he was speeding away from the cops and through the traffic that were trying to return home his hands had gone slightly numb and even began tingling. His face was good for the time being, but he knew that it would only be a matter of time before the cold would seep into the metal and cause the mask to begin to cool. It was nothing that wouldn't have been expected, it was fall and the weather was changing. It would be only a matter of time before the city full of crime and heroes would find themselves amongst snow, perhaps in a couple of weeks.. or months. Glancing over his shoulder to ensure that the police were off his case the hooded man slid his bike into an ally nearby before kicking the stand down and making his way to the bank on foot. The bike had a false license on it but that didn't mean that someone who had been following wouldn't be able to recognize it had he slid it right in front of the bank. With it in the ally it made it just that much more difficult to find, giving him more time to do what he had to do without anyone else taking not.
â xxHe had been tracking Joker down for as long as he could remember, but there seemed to have been a legitimate reason as to why even Batman didn't find him in person often. The damned clown was a nut be he was damned good at what he was doing, having to shuffle his way through loose ends and people that the clown didn't care if they lived proved to be time consuming and annoying. The only good thing about it was the fact that unlike his previous mentor when he got what he needed he took the men out of the question and moved on. Leaving the Joker with that many less people to work with, whether or not anyone had taken notice in the loss wasn't his problem. He hadn't heard it aired on the news or published in the paper as far as he was concerned even if it was there were few people who could do anything about it.
â xxFrom the looks of the bank on the outside nothing seemed out of the ordinary, it was locked up and there were a few guards doing their rounds. Normally not one for stealth he knew that something like this would have to be taken seriously, going in head first could cause the people he wanted to get a hold of to flee along with all the information he wanted. This time would be one of the few times he would actually go out of his way to sneak around and find another mean of entering the building.
[[Ooc: Ha, another post for him. I wont have him enter until the next post...unless someone spots him before hand (he will go in the same way catwoman had.) ]]
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2012 4:03 pm
Dear Diary, I know what my next science project is going to be called:
"My love/hate relationship with Gravity."
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ă¤xxxShe was up and out of the house in two minutes like she said she would be, she had left her own personal motorcycle out in the front when she arrived earlier in the day. Had she planned on staying as long as she did she would have allowed Alfred to roll it around to where ever the secret stash of weapons were. Before even getting on the vehicle the female took the plates off and left them in the mailbox of the manor, last thing she needed was for someone to connect the dots. She would surely never hear the end of it if she allowed that to happen. "Oracle?" The female asked over the communication device located in her mask. She was lucky Barbara had taken the time to actually upgrade the suit to where like Batman and the birds her vitals could be monitored by the woman from a safe distance away. Though she had been warned that although it was equipped with Carbon-fiber-reinforced polymer and Kevlar it was and would not completely protect her against everything the villains had at their disposal. Including some of the high calibrated weapons they had made themselves she had to be cautious like the rest of the family she was only human and could die.
ă¤xxx"What is it girl?" Brown smiled at the familiar face before frowning for not telling her about the previous night. "Heading out with bats and family about something going on---""at the Bank? Good, I was about to tell you about some information. Continue on with him but I expect a full report about what's going on." She had already returned to her bike and kicked the stand up when she had been interrupted, she was down the street and out of the drive by the end of her command. She still had her ottoman jacket on to keep what possible paparazzi from connecting the dots and she had her hood down, the only thing they would have been able to capture was a woman in skin tight boots and a long jacket leaving the manor. Her hood as back and her hair was pushed back so all she would have to do was lift it up once either at the destination and in a safe shadow or on her way there.
ă¤xxxHer baby blue eyes scanned the area during the whole drive down there, she would definitely have to invest in some sort of eye wear sooner or late, normally it wasn't a problem but the cold air was drying her eyes out quite quickly. She pulled into an ally across from the bank and kicked the stand down before retrieving her keys and throwing them in an open slot of the compartments on her left leg. A long sweep of the ally with her baby blue eyes was all she needed to know that so long as she stayed in the shadows she would be safe taking the jacket off and throwing her hood up. Flipping the civilian hood down with her back to the road and face in the dark it was only a matter of seconds before her batgirl mask was on and the jacket was tossed over the seat. She had left any and everything that she had in them with her bag back at the manor, last if someone could figure out how to hot wire the bike and take it she wouldn't mind. There was nothing personal on it. Plus Barbara could always track it down for her.
ă¤xxxGiving one final sweep of the ally and deeming it safe she pulled out her grappling gun from it's compartment around her waist and shot it up onto the building across from the bank, it was tall enough for them to take a running start and land on top of the hot zone...with aid of their grapplers of course, but until Bats and them showed up she wouldn't make her move. She didn't quite know if the code had been changed to red or not and she would rather not mess up again especially in front of the whole family.
đy world is all just shades of grey, Batman.
đŁ hat's why you'll never ever really understand me.
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â˘xxxHolding back a hiss at the sudden change in events Selena allowed her whip to wrap around the leg of the cabinet and slammed it down anyway. There was something oddly familiar about the man...sort of a de ja vu feeling. The feline merely smirked at his comment she did in fact avoid the hit but she ducked under the fist before leaning forward at the man clasping her whip back onto it's rightful slot before bringing her hand out to his chin. It didn't matter if she actually took hold of it, if she had she was merely going to look him over and move his face around. She was going to figure out why the hell he was so familiar one way or another and though she was seemingly preoccupied with said mission in life she was still more than ready to take the acrobatic on.
â˘xxx Just thinking of the word made her go through all the people she had come across, there were definitely not many that could par in close combat with her. She played dirty had a thing of mace on her and was most definitely willing to use it if things came down to that. She still had plenty of duct tape along with a number of ties in case she did manage to capture the man. The only thing she could have possibly wished she had was her cat o nine tails, it would have surely forced him to do more dodging and maneuvering perhaps in ways that may have already revealed who he was.
â˘xxxâOh, if I wanted your number dear. I would already have it in my little paws." The glance she did get of his didn't help in her investigation, she could safely say that she didn't meet this person anytime recently and had she met them before she would have most definitely remembered a face like that. Pulling away, more so if he had moved her off, Selena licked her lips before biting her bottom lip. The way he moved, the way he fought it was much like the only person who seemed to continue to trapeze around her when they did meet. And there were not many people who could catch her and manage to corner her who didn't have a face known to every person in Gotham. It took a moment, but that was all she needed and a smirk slowly etched its way on her lips.âJust because one has left the nest doesn't mean they are no longer a bird." She replied now more prepared for what he would throw at her next, âIf you don't recall I do enjoy toying with the older birds, just in more adult like ways."
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