Birds on the trail

[oracle_watching]

As the Birds head towards Savant and Creote's apartment, Oracle begins her briefing, replaying them the audio log of the men's conversation just prior to their departure. She spares them her self-recrimination for not being more suspicious of Savant's profession of filial duty. The truth is, she admits to herself, I'm prone to think kindly of

Comments

[_black_canary_]

It doesn't take the Black Canary long to pick the lock to Savant's front door, but she pushes it open cautiously, alert for any booby traps. "What a dump," she says in her best Bette Davis voice. "I'm not just talking bachelor housekeeping either."

[sexy_huntress]

Huntress doesn't bother to hide her look of disgust as a cockroach scuttles out of view under the couch. "Unless you're planning on playing Trading Spaces, I suggest we make this quick."

[_black_canary_]

"Just taking a good look before we start poking around." Dinah frowns as she scans the place. "They left in a hurry."

[zinda_blackhawk]

Zinda steps inside a little further, and pushes open the door to a bedroom. Her eyes widen slightly. "Holy moley. Looks like a frat party went down in here."