Things were getting worse back home. All of Star City was gone, and with it any sign of Oliver Queen. The Justice League Watchtower had never existed. Trying to look up the Daily Planet's online archives only led to a 404 - Page Not Found error ( Read more... )

Robin (or Stephanie, lately) and rooftops were no strangers to each other. Neither were rooftops in Fandom and brooding teenagers, and this particular rooftop had all those bases covered tonight.

Tony's message earlier had come way out of the blue, and even though part of her (the part that failed at self-esteem, not really helped by other weird ( Read more... )

All right, so it wasn't exactly safe out there, and it was wet. That didn't matter; this futuristic Tokyo reminded her of home. The warehouse district on the island was fine, most nights, but shooting a grapple line from the top of one skyscraper to swing to the rooftop of the next came with a rush (adrenaline and fear, both of them addicting in ( Read more... )

So, grappling from building to building under the cover of night again. She was making a weekly habit of this, if not nightly; staying in practice was important ( Read more... )

All right, so nearly a month off-duty before coming here had been too much, and not even the hectic back-and-forth of uprooting her life and getting settled in at this new school (the look on Tim's face when she'd told him she was going to boarding school had been priceless) could entirely curb her restlessness ( Read more... )