A Place to Stay

[robin_at_flight]

OoC: (( I wanted to join in on the role-playing too, now that I have the time-- and I seem to keep missing the opportunities I've been getting. Ah well. Here it is. ))

It was a regular night in Gotham City; gloomy in it's own way and yet alight with the hustle and bustle within the buildings. And it was raining. Not sprinkling, but raining. There

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[alfred_pennyw_]

The summons is answered promptly by the keeper of the house. The front door opens to expose a wave of heat, light, and familiarity. "Master Dick! Good heavens!"

The aging gentleman reaches out to sweep the young man's hair from his eyes and ushers the poor rain drenched soul into the Manor.

[robin_at_flight]

"Whoa," he blurted, not that he was too terribly surprised or anything before grinning a bit when he got inside.

"Hey Alfred," he greeted, looking towards him, rubbing the back of his head some, "sorry about randomly showing up. My motorcycle kind of broke down."

[alfred_pennyw_]

"There's no need to apologize, Master Dick. The manor is still your home no matter where you choose to reside."

The Gentleman's Gentleman wastes no time maneuvering him through the entryway and into the utility room. The path traveled from the front door will be in desperate need of a mop. The chore however will wait.

"The car, sir, is also at your disposal." The unspoken question: Why didn't you call?

[robin_at_flight]

And for that, he's thankful. Besides, he's missed being around the manor.

Dick smiles a little, feeling a little guilty about the long trail of water he left behind. "Thanks. I think I'll just fix up the bike before I go anywhere. I would have called but... I'm broke and I left my cell-phone at the apartment..."

His smile became a little weaker. "Not the smartest move in history," he added, snickering a bit.

OOC

[wayne_memoirs]

You up for an impromptu rescue? Would work well with this if Dick ends up staying the night.

Re: OOC

[robin_at_flight]

Sure. Sounds good. ^_^

Re: OOC

[wayne_memoirs]

I've got to hit the sack but I'll set it up first thing in the morning. Have a good one.

Re: OOC

[robin_at_flight]

All right. You too.

[alfred_pennyw_]

[After their discussion in the kitchen...]

Alfred has long since incorporated regular trips to the massive computer located beneath the manor. In the absence of the master, he is the eyes and ears of Gotham's Dark Knight. The time is 10:48 P.M. Despite his best efforts to the contrary, Master Dick has accompanied him to the familiar space. The guest room it seems will see no immediate use.

"Arson fires," the aging gentleman reports. "Four in the last two weeks. Luckily there has yet to be casualties. There is a clear pattern of escalation however."

[robin_at_flight]

That really didn't look good-- at all, to say the least. Dick shook his head, frowning. However, he didn't get much of a chance to reply to any of this until Tim's voice came over the communications.

"Anyone there?! I just came across Batman at one of the office buildings near Gotham Harbor; I think he's hurt!"

He was quick to answer: "I'm on my way."

Dick gave Alfred an apologetic look. "Sorry Alfred. They need me," he told him, then rushed off to suit up and head out to the Gotham Harbors.

He was going to be glad when the night was over and it calmed down.

[alfred_pennyw_]

Many a frantic call has he received over the years. They never seize to unsettle. With well practiced efficiency, he initiates the Gotham police band. The report of a fire is being relayed.

His gaze turns on Master Dick. The apologetic expression is clear. It is met with an equally clear expression of concern. If Master Bruce is indeed injured, the presence of Nightwing and Robin will be vital. "Go."

Helplessly he watches as the vehicle blasts from the cave.

"Godspeed, Master Dick."

A moment later, he turns toward the infirmary.