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Stretching his arms back from lack of sleep the young crime fighter would yawn. The late nights were becoming early mornings and early morning became late nights, he had no idea how much Bruce had kept crime down, until recently. Arising crime rate didn't help him to find Bruce and boyyy did he and the city want him back badly. Suddenly the car hit a bump sending it rolling out onto the sidewalk, stiffly smashing down on the brakes he'd turn the wheel to the right and reestablishing himself back onto the pavement driving in mere seconds causing no damage to the sidewalk, his reflex were amazing. Relaxing his body's nerves he'd look up at his rear-view mirror, on the side of it had a picture of Barbara in her Bat Girl costume with a little cute smile. Hitting his head a few times on his steering wheel lightly as he steered he had forgotten to call her this whole time. "Stupid, stupid.. Ughhh, Hello?" As he started to talk Alfred had dialed him.

Alfred had closed up the manor making it seem as the billionaire Bruce Wayne was out of town. "Young Master d**k, I do hope you have found some leads?" His voice sounded weak and weary from all of the things recently who could blame him for feeling so down. All night he had been running down criminals trying to find leads, but however closer he got to Bruce the farther the way he was truthfully. "Sorry, Alfred nothing yet.. I'll keep on searching, until my last breath!" Saying this in full confidence he knew he'd have to find him eventually. "Very good sir, try to get some sleep." Alfred's voice would cheer up at the last moment as he hung up. Smiling to himself he sped around a corner, though stomped his foot on the breaks. The taxi looking car would come to a screech as it stopped. In front of his eyes stood Harley Quinn and some other lady harassing someone in a car? Eck, these girls these days.. He thought as he turned the blinders on. Opening up the door he'd step out analyzing the situation, as he leaned on the door.

Seemed that Harley had found her self a partner in crime. At least it wasn't Joker, so that was defiantly nice. Walking over to the two he would keep his hands close to his side. "Ladies, disturbing the peace I see. I'm going to have to ask you to stop this and let the driver go." His tone would start off friendly, but would go serious at the end. Harley and her new friend just looked at each other and laughed. They both would rush him with weapons as he pulled out an escrima stick, deploying it as he rolled it along his back redirecting their strikes and countering as he swiped them off their feet. Harley began to whine as the other women threw a smoke tablet on the ground. Coughing he would scrunch his eyes to see, but they were gone when the smoke dissipated.