Jul 02, 2006 22:35
The mugger drops the stout stick he'd used to clout his victim over the head, bolting down one of Gotham's many alleyways with the purse in hand - leaving the dazed woman behind in his wake.
A shadow passes overhead - it almost goes unnoticed, but the thug's nerves are on full alert.
"I shoulda known - just my l-luck!" Frantically, he takes up a discarded bit of wood - wishing he'd kept the first one - and brandishes it at the sky. "I'm ready for you, Batman!"
The shout is entirely unconvincing.
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