*at Bristol House*

[isabel_bristol]

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[_robin_]

*Follows Brentwood silently, instinctively taking in every detail.*

[jla_extras]

*Brentwood turns and gestures for Robin to enter the next room first. The room is a parlor, filled with antiques from the period. Photographs and paintings of the California Territory line the walls*

[_robin_]

*Is vaguely reminded of Wayne Manor. He continues to take in his surroundings and saying nothing, as is his habit when with the Titans.*

[jla_extras]

*Beyond the parlor is a study, which prominently features a rolltop desk. Here the walls are covered with blueprints for the Bristol pistol, carriage and stagecoach designs, and maps of Old West towns.*

*When Brentwood finally speaks, it is surprisingly melodious, a contrast from his sour, dusty appearance*

Miss Bristol thought you would be very interested in this room, Robin, given your training.

[_robin_]

Really? *looks around, frowning.*

*Decides to play along, and examines the blueprints and maps.*

[jla_extras]

*Brentwood gives a small, respectful bow*

Please feel free to examine whatever you wish. Miss Bristol has instructed that you are to be given the freedom of the house while you stay here.

[_robin_]

*nods absently, absorbed in the blueprints of the stagecoach - the vehicle contained a lot of hidden compartments, which reminds him of the Batmobile and his own beloved Redbird.*

[jla_extras]

*Brentwood watches for a moment, nodding in satisfaction, then ushers the rest of the group to continue on the tour. A barely audible click is heard as he closes the door.*

*A moment later, a steel grate slides down over the two windows in the room.*

*The other door swings silently shut, closing with yet another barely audible click*

[_robin_]

*registers the click* What the...!

*thumbs his comm* Robin to Titans - can you hear me?

....

Dammit...Robin to Oracle, do you copy?

[oracle_watching]

...cle to Robi...

*static*

...say again?

[_robin_]

Aww nuts...

Oracle - can you hear me? Bristol House is a set up!

Can you hear me?

*curses under his breath, hoping enough of that got through*

[oracle_watching]

... field trip?...

*static*

*static*

Status?

[_robin_]

*replies, in the hope Oracle picks something up*

I'm locked in one of the rooms. Repeat, I'm locked in one of the rooms. No obvious routes of escape yet.

[isabel_bristol]

*a crackle of static, then Isabel Bristol's voice is heard from a speaker high in a corner of the ceiling*

Please relax, Robin. I promise you you're perfectly safe in here.

[_robin_]

*stares straight at the location of the speaker*

What's going on here??

[isabel_bristol]

Oh, you're a spirited boy. That's good.

I'm doing you a favor, Robin. I'm very fond of you, and I've been very disappointed in how your little teammates overshadow you. But that won't be a problem after this weekend.