[here's a brightly colored Robin, perched in a windowsill and staring thoughtfully out right up until she hears the sound of footsteps. when she turns to look, a half a puzzled frown makes its way onto her face. not only is that a really weird mask, but why on earth does it look familiar...?]
[Batman would say it was a bad idea. She didn't even know the guy. ...But he HAD saved her, right? If he'd meant harm, an easier way to do it would be to just leave her in whatever alley she'd been.
...She'll just be careful, then. She gives a nod and a half a smile.]
[yeah, this smirk couldn't get much more cheeky. she turns to the window, pushes it open with a flick of the latch, and has cast out a line almost before her own grappling gun is out. off she goes!]
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Robin. [he'll respect the unspoken pact of Vigilante Aliases and not call her Carrie]
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Recognized the colors, or...?
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...Right. Almost forgot about that one, too.
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Well, thanks.
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... Want company? [he hasn't patrolled along WITH someone in ages. not since the days before the Keene Act]
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...She'll just be careful, then. She gives a nod and a half a smile.]
Couldn't hurt. If you can keep up, anyway.
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[yeah, this smirk couldn't get much more cheeky. she turns to the window, pushes it open with a flick of the latch, and has cast out a line almost before her own grappling gun is out. off she goes!]
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