Finishing touches

[tim_drake_robin]

Open crates containing plastic wrapped components and pallets bearing specialized and custom made equipment formed a semi circle around the main terminal station and over sized High Density monitor. The overhead lights punctuated a stark contrast of light in the immediate area when compared to the deep shadows around. Now and then the flash of

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[king_marvel]

"Okay, panic mode starting in 5, 4, 3...." CM3 his mind, digging up as much of Solomon's wisdom as he could. Kon-El gave off a telekinetic aura that would normally flag a metahuman a mile away. And as much as he despised asking, he could only help at the moment.

"You're not panicking you know. Because one of us has to keep it together, sooooo...I'm in the driver's seat on this one. Quarterbacking y'know?" He hovered in mid-air, closing his eyes to clear out any disturbances and then...

"There. Got him" With an arc, CM3 slowly approached the glow, trying to find the best way to announce himself.

[tim_drake_robin]

Proximity of an incoming flying object. Yeah Robin's got the place set up to pick up on that kind of thing.

"Company. Go take a look and I'll shut down thing here."

Not waiting Tim hurries to stow the suspicious looking pieces of tech. In a few moments, the place just looks like in the middle of a really enthusiastic remodeling job.

[krypton_or_bust]

Skipping three steps at a time, Connor heads up the stair well. He slips his glasses on and shoulders a 'Gotham High' varsity jacket to complete the look. A moment later he reaches the roof access and looks skyward.

"What the ...?"

[king_marvel]

"That didn't take long!" "Well, hate to say it, but we ARE kinda bright up here...Hang on, I've got it. Distraction going in..." CM3 notes the sound of heavy footsteps, and Superboy's aura getting brighter.

The figure shimmers for a moment, and goes opaque, reforming itself into a more familiar shape.

[krypton_or_bust]

*blink*

I would totally add this to the list...

*blink*
Holy Crap...stall for time.

"I uh....I'm Connor. Can I help you Ma..uh 'Ma'am'?"

*smoooooooooth..*

[king_marvel]

"M'aam? No, you've totally got me confused. I'm Mary. Or, better yet...Captain M....You know, we'll just stick with Mary."

"REALLY!? Really. you're blushing. I know you're blushing. Besides, hello! TK readings are off the charts." "Omigod, Freddy Shut...UP. Identity cover! Hello!" The internal dialogue causes her eyes to fluctuate just slightly.

"This is going to sound like a weird thing but...you've got a Titans signal coming from near here. There haven't been any sightings of them have there?"

[krypton_or_bust]

I'm so busted...

"Ummm... well about that.."

[tim_drake_robin]

Never having Connor play the front-man.
Ever.
Again.

From the darkened alley behind the building, Robin swings up from the shadows and alights on the ledge.

Mary Mavel....wow.

Tim keeps his game face in place.

"Mary." he keeps his tone cool and nonchalant. "What brings you to Gotham."

[krypton_or_bust]

WhatdoIdowhatdoidowhatdoIdo....

"Umm ahhh, you people look busy. I'll just um..."
He looks desperately to the stairs.

"..go downstairs."

I suck

[tim_drake_robin]

His mask hides his eyes, but they're rolling. He smirks a little.

Note to self: work on Connor's secret identity skills

"Hey John Cusak , she's not buying the act. "

[king_marvel]

"Its okay. We've all got our secrets. Just point me in the right direction and...." "Who SAYS that? We've all got our secrets....did you watch a weekend full of Disney just to come up with that one?" "....Keep it up, Freddy. Seriously. Keep it up."

She turns her watchful eye away, pretending to scan the skyline for the Titans. "Gotham is really dark. Especially for 5 in the afternoon."

[tim_drake_robin]

*smirk*

"Lets head downstairs. We're trying to keep this place a secret."

He eyes the smoggy skyline of Gotham. It's a dense miasma of harbor fog and pollutants, resulting in deep and sometimes oddly toned sunset. The architecture of the decrepit neighborhood only adds to the deep shadows being cast. He sometimes forgets that Gotham isn't the standard city experience for everyone, especially when compared to sunny Fawcett.

Retrieving his swing line he heads to the roof access door, but waits there for Mary before descending.

[krypton_or_bust]

Connor just bites his tongue, if only forestall his foot winding up in his mouth again.

He heads downstairs and looses the glasses and jacket once he's inside.