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Posted by Nightwing
on 10/8/2008, 5:18 pm, in reply to "What Goes Around (Part 4)"
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My thoughts are broken when I hear the sound of the batmobile roaring over my shoulder. I turn to see Batman and Robin leaping from the car as it turns back around on the turntable. Getting to my feet, I greet them both and welcome them back. To my surprise Bruce walks past me without even acknowledging my existence. I look at Tim with a look of concern before he places his hand on my shoulder and whispers to me, “Long night, don’t ask.”
I nod and return to my work on the computer. To my side Bruce begins to remove his costume in silence while Tim readies his bike. My attention falls to him, “Heading back out?”
He stops fiddling with the bike and looks back up at me, “Yeah. I have to get back to the Tower. Ravager and Cassie have been threatening to rip each other apart all week while Gar and Raven discuss their relationship status at the top of their lungs.”
My laugh echoes off the walls of the cave, “Ah, to be young again.”
Tim doesn’t comment and keeps his frustration to himself. I remember leading the team and balancing Batman duties, high school, and girlfriends at the same time. It’s hard and I feel bad for him, but I know that it will make him a stronger leader.
In seconds he is on the bike and gone. My gaze returns once more to the files on Owen Mercer. Bruce makes his way over to the computer and finally manages to notice me, “Who is he?”
I look up into his dark, tired face with frustration evident on my face, “That’s what I want to know. He’s a clean slate. No criminal records, nothing. He’s a perfect citizen in these files, but then I come across him last night and he tries to take my head off with a razor sharp boomerang. Gloating on about how he’s the son of Captain Boomerang.”
Bruce looks over the images and paper work for a minute before looking back down at me, “Get a DNA sample from him, I’ll look it over and see what I can find. It can be cross referenced with Harkness’ to see if they match.”
As usual I’m intimidated by his detective abilities, “Good point…”
A buzzing noise screams through the intercom system and suddenly all my files fade away on the screen. In their place a familiar image of a woman’s green face appears, and without asking I already know what’s occurring. I click to accept the feed and the line connects. I reach for the microphone and reply, “This is N.”
Bruce stands next to me and awaits the coming news, “N, this is O, I have a mission detail that I need help with. It’s potentially big and I’m going to need all the help I can get. Where is B?”
There is frustration and sadness in her voice. My concern escalates as I look up at Bruce and back at the screen, “He’s here with me now. How soon do you need us?”
Before she answers, Bruce is already suiting back up. Oracle doesn’t respond right away. I assume that she’s making multiple calls at once on top of tasks that she performs regularly. Finally she replies, “Head to the tower as soon as you can, I’ll give you the details over COM link on your way here.”
I stand and begin to grab my stuff, “On our way, N out.”
Batman meets me at the batmobile before hopping in. The car is up and running in seconds and we speed out into the night not knowing what fate lies ahead of us.
***TBC***
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