The Sixth Flight [Action/Voice]

[schwayginnis]

[The suit was laid out on the bed like a body on the examination table, the cowl partially inside out to check up on the optics. Bruce wasn't here anymore to give it a look over and assist with the upkeep. Terry paced back and forth in his room, troubled by whether or not to bring her further into the fold of his world. He paused for a moment,

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[crytearsofjoy]

Armor? You wear armor? [She doesn't know the Batsuit is all HIGH TECH and not just a fancy get-up.]

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[schwayginnis]

You could call it that. Streamlined automail all in the nice black suit package. It's better if you come see for yourself, 'cuz it's a 'seeing is believing' sort of deal.

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[crytearsofjoy]

[Honestly she's confused, but all right. She doesn't see why not. Plus.... for some reason she really felt like she wanted to spend time with Terry.]

Okay, I'll be over. Where can I find you?

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[schwayginnis]

House 46, can't miss it, it's the one filled with superheroes.

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[crytearsofjoy]

[Jeez man, you live on the other side of the village! At least she's already nearby, seeing as how she's in the smithy.]

I shouldn't be too long. [Except now she thinks maybe she should clean the grease off her face, and brush her hair a little before arriving.]

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[schwayginnis]

Roger that.

[Time to check hair in the mirror, breath is...okay, where's the mouthwash? Do I have any shirts that aren't black? Frak, frak, frak.]

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[crytearsofjoy]

[After a reasonable amount of time there will be three knocks on the door of house 46. Winry sets her large tool box down by her feet, and dusts imaginary dirt off the hem of her skirt. -You know, just in case.]

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[schwayginnis]

[Okay, play it cool, play it cool. Brush back hair, open door and...] Hey.

[/facepalm. Smooth, McGinnis.]

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[crytearsofjoy]

Hi. [She greets him with a warm smile and a small wave before picking up her tool box again. It gets slung over her shoulder as she waits to be invited in.] I didn't know you lived so far north in the village.

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[schwayginnis]

[He stepped out of the way with the door opened fully, one hand stretched out towards the living room to welcome her in.] Eh, helps those trying to keep a low profile, I guess.

[Keep cool, play it cool, just lead her to the room and show the suit. Right, the suit. What was I thinking about?]

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[crytearsofjoy]

Right. [Winry makes her way into the house, and begins to examine it. So... this was the place Batman lived in? Both Batmans? --Also Miss Diana and Mr. Superman but she didn't know either of them too well.]

Who else lives with you? [No competition she needs to worry about, right?]

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[schwayginnis]

[Terry scratched the back of his head as he began to lead her down the hallway, counting off housemates on the other hand.] Let's see...we've got Diana, Supes from that alternate universe thing, and then John Stewart. I'm usually the Nite Owl of the group so I haven't had a lot of chances to chat with them.

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[crytearsofjoy]

And I guess you don't have friends over often. [That is said almost a little hopeful. She doesn't know who Terry's other friends are, or if he even has any.]

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[schwayginnis]

Not really, the double-life thing makes it hard to be open with people. [It was said in a matter-of-fact tone, as if there was not a single thing wrong with it. He unlocked the door to the room, his hand on the knob as he paused and looked at the automail mechanic over his shoulder.]

Don't really need to say this, but I gotta make sure. Everything you're about to see doesn't leave here, 'kay?

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[crytearsofjoy]

It'll be like I was never here. [She gives Terry a smile and a the "V" sign with her index and middle fingers, almost as if saying, 'That's a promise!']

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[schwayginnis]

Right. So, without further ado...[The door silently swung open, revealing the batsuit carefully laid out on the bed, the cowl flipped partway inside out.

The remaining armaments and bits of equipment within the utility belt rested in an organized spread on his desk and dresser, the remainder of the various grenades, batarangs, launcher discs, and what little he had carried in his loadout when he had been brought to Luceti making up the majority of it.]