Seventh Night [Voice/Action]

[cowledcrusader]

[It had been several days now.   He had done his homework, searching all of his known haunts and hideouts.  Everything yielded nothing at all.  Ironically, that was far more conclusive than any other evidence he could possibly hope to find.   Batman will make a short announcement over the journal system.  He remains somewhat guarded, but perhaps

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[orchidsandfire]

[Diana's out and about, mostly because she needs to stop by the grocery store again. Superheroes eat a lot. Except this time her routine is broken when something she sees across the street makes her stop in her tracks and almost drop her bags.

She is torn between laughing and shifting into an offensive stance.]

[cowledcrusader]

[A slight glance to the side allows Batman to see her.]

...He doesn't appear to be a threat, Diana.

[orchidsandfire]

[At that she grins but quickly tries to smother it. An opportunity to tease Batman? No way in Hades is she going to pass this up.]

How do I know you're the real Batman?

[cowledcrusader]

[He narrows his eyes at you, Diana. The expression on his face just says it all.]

[orchidsandfire]

[Nope, not giving in.]

That's not very convincing.

[cowledcrusader]

[Very dryly:]

Usually works on Superman.

[orchidsandfire]

Do I look like Superman?

[cowledcrusader]

[This will bring the edge of a smirk to his mouth.]

Not at all.

[orchidsandfire]

I suppose I have no choice but to accept that you're the real Batman. Though honestly, I can't see the difference.