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[lanterns_light]

::Alan has his own ways of keeping an eye on Gotham. He promised Bruce he'd guard his city and that's just what he intends to do. No one will be harmed on his watch. He focuses the power of the Starheart and begins to stretch his consciousness using its power. Suddenly, in small hidden crevices and nooks throughout the city, appear hundreds of

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Just outside of Arkham, a squat figure scurries from shadow to shadow.

[lanterns_light]

::It is not long before he is noticed. Watching him surreptitiously, a tiny flaming green eye keeps tabs on him from the shadows. In the years he's been doing this Alan has learned one very important thing: Never underestimate a lunatic.::

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"Will you, won't you," he hums under his breath as he clambers over a crumbled bit of wall, far, far away from any security guard rounds. The jump to the ground on the other side nearly knocks the breath out of him, but he leans against the wall for a little bit, breathing carefully. Flicking a contemptuous look at the sign warning people against picking up hitchhikers in this area, he begins trotting up the road, humming contentedly.

[lanterns_light]

::The eye discontinues following him as another, just up the street, resumes the monitoring from behind a sewer grate. If someone has helped this psychopath escape, best to wait and find out who. Alan wonders what Bruce would do in this situation as he watches.::