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 Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2012 5:47 pm
Abby sniffed the air as Tim opened the flask.
"Is that Moonshine?" she asked aloud. "Sorry. Just... Me brother drinks. A lot. So... I know alcohol, even though I don't touch the stuff."
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Posted: Sun Mar 18, 2012 12:07 am
Artemis stretched, getting up from his nap. He looked around and decided that he'd go out for a time being. Artemis started out the door and stopped, looked down in the doorway, there sat Crystal's cellphone.
The cat looked around again and decided to pick it up. He saved the unsent message to her drafts and pocked through her contacts. At the top of the list was Arell, so that's who he called.
As the phone rang on speaker Artemis glared at it. "God darn-it. Pick up your wretched phone."
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Posted: Sun Mar 18, 2012 12:24 am
Crystal Lasill As the phone rang on speaker Artemis glared at it. "God darn-it. Pick up your wretched phone."((LAWL...))
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Posted: Sun Mar 18, 2012 7:03 am
Arell smiled. "It's alright, che'." he said and then heard Abby's question.
"Oh yeah. I picked dis up last time I saw dis fellah I know from back home. Best stuff I evah drank. Gran'ed I was just like you 'fore I turned 16." he said with a smirk. He could really hold his liquor but even THAT stuff even got him wobblin' and howlin' like that old tomcat. Hmm . . . I'm startin' to wonder why Aiden never mentioned he had a siste- right, last time we hung out he whupped my as- what th'?! he thought when he felt his phone go off. Pulling it out and answering it.
"Hello? Crystal, are you alrigh', che'? Where are you?" he asked. The worry for his girlfriend now came out.
. . . after finding out what happened to her, they were about to see another side to the laidback bounty hunter.
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Posted: Sun Mar 18, 2012 11:00 am
((How exactly does he know Aiden? I assumed that since this is the Main RP, they wouldn't have met. It's okay if they did, though, since Aiden's actually been around for several months in-universe, so he had plenty of time to meet Arell.))
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Posted: Sun Mar 18, 2012 1:53 pm
Tim looked from Abby (who he was not expecting would know the specific alcohol) to focus on Arell. Crystal? Catgirl. She was the first person Robin had met in the world merge when he woke up. He watched Arell intently to figure what was going on.
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Posted: Sun Mar 18, 2012 6:01 pm
((It depends really. They might have, might have not. I can assume if they were, there was probably more booze than most can drink lying about.))
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Posted: Sun Mar 18, 2012 7:47 pm
Artemis' voice came over Arell's phone. "It's not Crystal. This is Artemis. I was leaving to go find that idiot C.J. to tell him something and I found her phone outside, on the ground, in front her door."
Artemis actually sounded worried to... Or as worried as a cat could sound.
"I'm going to send you the picture message she had ready to send to you. Just get here as fast as you can." He paused for a moment before continuing. "And can you tell C.J. that Mr. Wayne's favorite food happens to be french onion soup."
Artemis hung up the phone and sent the picture of the ape man that kidnapped Crystal but there was no message actually written and no other clues as to what may of happened.
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Posted: Sun Mar 18, 2012 8:00 pm
Of course, near Crime Alley, someone hopped over the Fourth Wall to take a look. "Wait, so Bruce likes French Onion soup? Why the hell doesn't he have onions around? Oy gevalt . . . Now if you'll excuse me, kitty I gotta stay on MY side of the 4th wall."
When Artemis hung up, Arell GUNNED it. He didn't bother looking at the picture or worry about any red light or stop sign. "Hold on, y'all! We gotta get to Crime Alley!" he growled, screaming around a corner, the truck in heavy danger of spinning out as Arell showed Tim the picture of Garth. "You see dis guy befo'?" he asked as he gunned it when he got out of the turn, that F-150's engine roaring like a beast as they charged for Crime Alley. Holding that pedal to the floor.
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Posted: Sun Mar 18, 2012 11:20 pm
Tim looked at the picture Arell was sent and immediately pulled out his communicator.
"Actually, I have."
He looked away from Arell to concentrate on his own device. He quickly pulled up files with data from the cave's computer.
"The name's "Garth". Says here he was "one of Dr. Emile Dorian's illegal splicing experiments." Great. Let's see... after Dr. Dorian's base was destroyed he was arrested...... taken to Arkham and released on technicality..."
Tim tapped the screen of his comm link to scroll back up through the information.
"This says he abducted Catwoman for Dr. Dorian."
Robin instantly looked back to Arell with a look of concern. That couldn't be a coincidence.
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2012 4:43 am
Immediately the idea of jamming a load of buckshot up Garth's ugly-a** Gorilla nose ran through Arell's mind. He hadn't even gotten to tell her he loved her, but he tried to keep his cool.
"Can you do me a favor an' pull up where they are now?" he asked. He was slowly getting the idea that he had to stock up on ammo . . . on every single projectile weapon he had. Things had gotten serious. They took his girlfriend, he was ready by all means necessary to take some lives. The worry had almost left Arell's face. What was left was starting to look like he was holding back some serious rage.
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2012 5:06 am
"I... I have absolutely no idea what you guys're talking about!" Abby said, looking quite alarmed as her eyes were glued forward.
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2012 7:04 am
Arell took a deep breath. "T' put it in de sparknotes version. My girlfrien' just got kidnapped by some psycho quack an' his gorilla goon." he said, trying to keep calm, which for anybody who's tried, is understandably hard to do racing through Gotham in a Pickup truck going 110 miles per hour!
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2012 9:52 am
Tim scrolled a bit more. It looked like Batman was keeping an eye on Dr. Dorian.
"Looks like the doctor's been moving equipment in bulk to this island... I'll pull up a map..."
He tapped at the screen a few more times before he held up the device to show the map.
"It's about forty miles off the coast. We should turn around and use one of the boats at the cave- it'll be much faster."
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2012 3:01 pm
"I just gotta stop over at her house real quick che'." he said, oddly calm for someone who had just received the news that his girlfriend got kidnapped. This was indeed the calm before the storm.
He looked back at Abby through the rear view mirror. "Che', you happen t' see some extra shotgun shells back dere? Oughta be in a case under my seat." he asked as he whipped out his phone and called Artemis back. You'd best pick up . . . we got a lead! he thought.
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