[video]

[unmantled]

[ it’s that Grayson kid this time, kneeling at a bit of an awkward crouch next to a rusting, darkness seeping dumpster. However he got the NV pointed in that direction without propping it against something, it seems a little deliberate. But not quite deliberate enough to screen out the red, fresh-looking blood drying on the front of his shirt. ]...

Comments

batcrypted tex;

[kingofrooks]

Location.

batcrypted tex;

[unmantled]

[ here have some scrambled coordinates :c ]

action; also it was text, not tex. jesus

[kingofrooks]

[ The blood, the mention of Raven - he can already guess something had happened. But 'what', he doesn't know, and immediately he starts flipping through the possible suspects. The 'rail tracer'. The Newcomer Killer. The person who caused Aslan to die and might as well have killed him with his own hands- no, that can't be. Raven can handle herself in the Darkness.

So can Dick. But not in this guise, and Bruce is Batman right now, jumping down the rooftop to land next to the dumpster, almost silent. He can land silently- but that's not such a good idea right now. ]

Dick. [ Not exactly Batman. Not exactly Bruce either. Somewhere in between, in the gap that's almost real. ]

What happened?

action; /pat pat :c

[unmantled]

[ He hasn't moved since he shut the comm off; can't move away from where Raven's lying, still covered up with the jacket he'd somehow had on him. He can feel Bruce there, already hovering somewhere behind him. ]

She trusted me. She- [ Facts. Put the facts together. ]

...It was one of those weird phone calls. You know what I mean? So I just...

I traced her.

Batcryption smashed; text

[under_thehood]

Liked to lecture. [Trying to get a location from responses.]

Batcryption smashed; text

[unmantled]

[ oh, this guy -_- ]

who asked you.

voice; placeholder, but I wanted to get this in!

[quackery]

[The tone of his voice, the blood on his shirt, and the name of one of her best friends here immediately makes her nervous. The truth hasn't even crossed her mind - still, her voice is tense with panic.]

I know her... Why?

voice; private \o/ no worries! <3

[unmantled]

She, um.

...She died.

voice; private 1/3?

[quackery]

[Stunned, unaccepting silence.]

voice; private 2/4

[quackery]

[Then a noise of dismay; of pain, though it's muffled as she plants her hand to her mouth in shock.]

[Video]

[meteor_heart]

Raven? [Tifa's eyes are wide.] I know Raven...w-why?

[voice; private]

[unmantled]

...I found her. She-

She's dead.

[voice; private]

[meteor_heart]

[Dead...Raven. No that wasn't...that...she couldn't...deep breath Tifa, take a deep breath. The feed flicks to voice, giving her a chance to compose herself.] I...was...did you see it happen?

[voice; private]

[unmantled]

...No. I-

I couldn't make it.

[Video]

[thelittlestbub]

... Where's Raven?

[She's not giving you a choice. She wants to know WHAT THE HELL?]

Voice

[makes_asteroids]

Keep me posted.

[Voice; private]

[unmantled]

Not here anymore.

[Voice; private]

[thelittlestbub]

[She switches to voice, because she's now changing.]

Don't be cryptic on me. I'm one of her room mates. Where the hell are you and where is Raven?