[Thread] The Dark Knight Has Arrived || Open

[gonnaloveme]

Characters: The Batman, Open
Where: New York--->Gotham
When: a couple of days or a week after the new arrangement
Summary: The Batman has arrived in town, boys. Let's play nice while he explores his new surroundings...not.
Warnings: Not at the moment, but definitely likely?

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[entro_pist]

After ditching his rabid adorer, the Joker was off once again to see where this mix-and-match city would throw him next. Presently, he was standing in an empty elevator alone with his Smith & Wesson M76 held in one hand at his side. The down arrow had taken him to a cell in Arkham. Now it was time to see where the up arrow went. To keep himself occupied through the ride, he rocked his weight from foot to foot and rolled his head, pulling at the kinks in the base of his neck. He was getting impatient. Always getting impatient. This time, at least, the trip was much shorter than before

[0nightwing0]

Dick swung in low, kicking the grenade higher to throw off its tragectory before it exploded in the air littering the ground with bits of smoldering shrapnel but minimizing the injuries that would have been if it had struck ground. This wasn't his Gotham, too narrow in spaces..too many places unfamilar, but it was Gotham none the less. The smog choking into his lungs as he took in a deep breath of air throwing his body into an almost graceful upward arch towards the building the Grenade had been so stupidly dropped from. Wind ripped through Raven hair as the tell-tale whistle of cable on tubing echoed through the pollutant choked air as the vigilante sent out a jumpline to the roof. ~ they need me here

[gonnaloveme]

((Actually solved a problem of mine, so that's great. Moving onwards, finally~~!))The sound of an explosion was what caught the Batman's attention and he snapped around as it echoed through the city. It had come from south of him, too far away for him to actually see what damage it had caused with all the buildings between him and there from this particular position. He took wing, first heading in what appeared to be the wrong direction to catch an uplift from the thermal he knew circled around the monorail and neighboring highway in the area. He circled a few times like a bird of prey, gaining altitude enough to be well beyond the range of the more bothersome skyscrapers before moving off in the right direction

[entro_pist]

The bomb exploded far from where he'd estimated it to land. And far too close. However, the sleek, black figure he'd caught in his peripheral vision sweeping up toward the top of the building answered everything. Another vigilante. Not Robin this time, nor was it the Batman, but certainly a Gothamite. Head and shoulders thrust out the elevator doors, the Joker craned his neck and squinted upward, scaling what he could of the building above with his eyes. But to no avail. He couldn't see anything but windows and hazy, black sky. Another grenade would do the trick.

The Joker was just about to reach into his inner coat pocket again when something hit him with the force of a speeding truck. He hadn't even seen it coming, still too distracted in his search for the night's first vigilante, though it was moving so fast he probably wouldn't have seen it coming anyway. But already, he knew exactly just what-who-this was that was now slamming his body so hard against the back wall that the entire elevator shuddered in place, its lights

[gonnaloveme]

Batman peered out of the elevator door with one hand on the frame as he leaned out. For a few seconds he simply stood there gazing out at the falling villain without any empathy. He closed his eyes and silently cursed that laughter before leaping out into the night sky once again.

He free-fell for what seemed like forever before his eyes snapped open. He was only a few yards away from the Joker with his sleek dive form giving him a higher velocity, like a hawk closing in on its prey. He reached out with one hand to grab at an ankle and with the other he reached for something on his belt.

The zip-line flitted across the sky and twanged against an adjacent building. Then with a force liable to rip a lesser man's arm right out of its socket the line tightened and the two dark figures stopped falling and instead swung towards a near destination. The Batman released his hold of the Joker just before setting down, allowing him maneuverability to land on his feet like a cat, and sent the clown sprawling head first into the concrete.

[entro_pist]

For the longest moment, the Joker plummeted to the street below uninterrupted, disconnected from everything in the world except for the wind in his ears and gravity itself. He knew Batman wasn't going to break his rule, not now. Not ever. But even so, he was mildly disappointed when he finally felt that hand latch onto his ankle. Growing traffic lights became a neon blur as he began to fall sideways, sweeping over the busy street and into a parking garage. There, the hand released and he was sent rolling on his sides over the concrete until a parked car put an abrupt end to his journey