His hands hurt. He doesn't notice it until he's done for the night, back at home, safe and sound. He looks down at his knuckles... bruised; maybe he should add some more padding
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"I'll take your word for it," she said, shrugging.
"There are a couple others I know who might have had something to do with this. There's a Lex Luthor clone or alterniverse Lex in the City. There's also Medusa, yes, the Medusa. Rogue Xavier is a meta with the ability to drain and use other metas powers."
A couple of her students had the attitude and maybe the firepower to get into something like this. But she had no interest in giving up Max, Tim, Emma or any of her other students without a reason. She might trust this little Bat as much as she trusted anyone, but giving up River, Max, Tim, Emma and Lily with no suspicion they'd done anything...just no. Little Bird could do his own homework. He'd not appreciate her spoonfeeding him anyway.
He'd started talking about the sewer system and that got her attention. "Listen. Last time I was down there I ran into about 200 hundred zombies, 4 vampires, a pack of wargs, and giant bats."
She didn't say 'I should go' because she couldn't stop him. But she wanted to. She really wanted to say 'Stay here and let me search. I'll call Duce and Anita and we can do this.'
He might be her Reason for being in Tropolis. But first and foremost, he was a Bat.
"Unless this Lex Luthor is drastically different than the one from my world, he's not the sort to do this on his own. No reports of a purple and green battlesuit fleeing the scene after all," he says, "When the minotaur took on Wonderwoman, he didn't use any kind of weapon. Doesn;t really sound like their style."
He blinks behind his lenses when she mentions finding all of that in the sewers, "You feel up to a trip in the sewer?" he asks. He knows his limits and seriously, 200 zombies? Met the requirements. He continues typing on the keyboard, pulling up another screen and typing, 'creatures in sewers, zombies, vampires, wargs, giant bats. Numerous. On par with level 10 meta'
"No. I don't think Lex attacked Spider-man. He's just someone you should add to your files." Lee didn't even feel guilty giving him up. He was Lex. Every version of him she'd encountered, and there were a few, went bad at some point.
Minotaur? Diana? She shook her head. No. She didn't want to get caught up with the capes. Didn't care. Didn't even want to know.
When he asked if she'd go with him, she breathed a sigh of relief. Well, almost. She suppressed it at the last second, crossing her arms over her chest and tucking her hands into her sleeves. "'Kay."
Hearing something in her tone he looks over at her with a smirk, "I'm not Him you know," he tells her, "I do recognize that some things can't be handled with training and preparation. I mean, I'm best friends with Superboy and I'll admit it, unlike Him and Clark, who will be best friends until they die and never admit it to anyone."
He smiles and returns to tapping on the keys, "Relax, I get that you don't see me and think I'm a kid that needs protecting. That's all I ever expect out of the older metas."
"Of course I'm good," he tells her, hands folding into his lap as he turns to look at her, "I have to be good. I'm not good I'm dead. I train for five hours everyday not because it's fun but because I realize that it's the only thing standing between me and certain death. But the thing is Fallen Angel? I want to be the World's Greatest Detective, that's what I'm really good at, so I acknowledge that I might never be the strongest Robin, or the fastest Robin. I'm the smartest Robin and that's good enough for me."
"Also, I'm the most mentally stable Robin... which is actually saying something... something disturbing"
"The world's already got a Greatest Detective," he tells her, "but I'm much cuter. And I need to get ahold of Freya McAllister, she'd want to be involved. Also... I can't seem to find proper maps of the sewer system," he types into the keyboard some more, "I might have to request a copy at the hall of records."
Inwardly he groaned, and wouldn't that be a bitch, Not to mention meaning him having to set up a seperate identity for it. My only concern is that it could take days to get them that way."
"I can get those for you." Handy this making 'friends' with the Mayor. "It'll take at least day, but I can do it."
Gliding to his side, she set her hand on his gauntleted arm, trying to draw his gaze. "No questions." Only the slightest hint of a question entered her voice. He needed to trust her or this would never work.
He looks down at her hand on his arm and then back up at her. The lenses are up, but he suspects she can feel his gaze, "I'd never ask you to reveal your sources. I'm hardly going to be telling you where I get all of my information. If you can get those plans I'd be glad for it. Preparation may not be everything, but it is important," he tells her.
"I can get the plans. You'll have them in a day or two." For a minute, she debated the thought that came next, I'm not a hero. I don't need your information. But she'd already told him what she wasn't, at Furors. Let it rest at that.
"You know how to find me." With that, she turned to go.
"There are a couple others I know who might have had something to do with this. There's a Lex Luthor clone or alterniverse Lex in the City. There's also Medusa, yes, the Medusa. Rogue Xavier is a meta with the ability to drain and use other metas powers."
A couple of her students had the attitude and maybe the firepower to get into something like this. But she had no interest in giving up Max, Tim, Emma or any of her other students without a reason. She might trust this little Bat as much as she trusted anyone, but giving up River, Max, Tim, Emma and Lily with no suspicion they'd done anything...just no. Little Bird could do his own homework. He'd not appreciate her spoonfeeding him anyway.
He'd started talking about the sewer system and that got her attention. "Listen. Last time I was down there I ran into about 200 hundred zombies, 4 vampires, a pack of wargs, and giant bats."
She didn't say 'I should go' because she couldn't stop him. But she wanted to. She really wanted to say 'Stay here and let me search. I'll call Duce and Anita and we can do this.'
He might be her Reason for being in Tropolis. But first and foremost, he was a Bat.
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He blinks behind his lenses when she mentions finding all of that in the sewers, "You feel up to a trip in the sewer?" he asks. He knows his limits and seriously, 200 zombies? Met the requirements. He continues typing on the keyboard, pulling up another screen and typing, 'creatures in sewers, zombies, vampires, wargs, giant bats. Numerous. On par with level 10 meta'
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Minotaur? Diana? She shook her head. No. She didn't want to get caught up with the capes. Didn't care. Didn't even want to know.
When he asked if she'd go with him, she breathed a sigh of relief. Well, almost. She suppressed it at the last second, crossing her arms over her chest and tucking her hands into her sleeves. "'Kay."
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He smiles and returns to tapping on the keys, "Relax, I get that you don't see me and think I'm a kid that needs protecting. That's all I ever expect out of the older metas."
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Then he smiled. The first time she'd ever seen him smile for real. His expectations were so low. And he was so much better than that.
"Robin, you're a hell of a lot more than 'a kid who doesn't need protecting'. You're good. Really good. And I'm not that much older than you."
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"Also, I'm the most mentally stable Robin... which is actually saying something... something disturbing"
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Running a hand through her hair, because she couldn't smoke and she wanted to, she smirked. "So, Greatest Detective, what's the plan?"
Yes. Yes it is.
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Inwardly he groaned, and wouldn't that be a bitch, Not to mention meaning him having to set up a seperate identity for it. My only concern is that it could take days to get them that way."
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"I can get those for you." Handy this making 'friends' with the Mayor. "It'll take at least day, but I can do it."
Gliding to his side, she set her hand on his gauntleted arm, trying to draw his gaze. "No questions." Only the slightest hint of a question entered her voice. He needed to trust her or this would never work.
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"You know how to find me." With that, she turned to go.
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