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[brbgoing2russia]

[Hello Mayfielders! Are you out in the middle of the night? Perhaps walking down a dark alleyway? Stumbling home drunk from the bar?

Never fear, because BATGIRL is here. And out way past her bed time. You can meet her A here, out on the streets in the middle of the night, or

B. Sneaking back into her bedroom window at 1645 Albright Lane. ...

Comments

A.

[puzzlerprince]

[Edward's out on his way to the tavern again---it seems as though he's been going there a bit more frequently than usual, doesn't it?---when he stops in his tracks. He isn't alone.]

You have quite a long way to go before you can even think about reaching their level.

[brbgoing2russia]

The creepy-crawly I-am-the-master-of-the-night thing is a whole lot harder than it looks, okay?

[puzzlerprince]

Hmmph.

What do you want?

[brbgoing2russia]

Are you doing any criminal activities tonight?

A

[tenebrousking]

[Skulking through the shadows, drinking straight from a bottle of wine every now and then. Because his theory right now is that the more he drinks, the more likely he'll wake up tomorrow and be able to dismiss this whole damned town as a dream.]

. . . I must say . . . you're a charming hallucination. Top-notch. I think I must actually try and remember this.

[brbgoing2russia]

[What's with all you people out in the middle of the night? Hands on her hips, she stares him down.]

I can't figure out if that's a really nice compliment or pretty rude.

[tenebrousking]

I assure you, my dear . . . You are -- You are certainly a sight.

[Despite being fairly inebriated, Grimsley will manage to sweep into a theatrical bow without stumbling.]

[brbgoing2russia]

Oh, well, thanks then.

[She's checking him out trying to figure out if he's up to no good or not. This was a lot easier in Gotham.]

A

[iflifehadaface]

[Have a hapless idiot walking the streets during his usual midnight constitutional. He will look up and notice the strange shadow prowling about the streets. Hmm, that's odd. Usually it looks more like a gorilla than a female body. Wait a tic.. Is that a chick in a super hero costume?!

Gasp! That's so hot!]

[brbgoing2russia]

[Don't mind her, she's just your friendly neighborhood fake batgirl, bouncing over in a nice puff of pink smoke.]

Hey, is everything alright? It's pretty late to be out, dont'cha think?

[iflifehadaface]

[He's too transfixed with the fact that there is a young girl in costume standing before him.]

"Uhh.. Yeah.. Late out.. Yup.."

[brbgoing2russia]

[She's snapping in his face to get his attention now.]

Uh- You're not a zombie or anything, right?

A

[xuffasch]

( leaping down from a building, attempting to tackle you, suspicious person. )

[brbgoing2russia]

[Oh, he's aimed right to tackle her. But right when he should be making contact, she's suddenly gone in a nice puff of pink smoke.]

I think that gives me a point! [Oh, there she is, a few yards away.]

[xuffasch]

( lands on his feet, but still looks rather miffed. also wearing a hood it is the best disguise. )

How did you--that's cheating, not a point!

[brbgoing2russia]

Wow, someone's a sore loser.

[She hasn't recognized him yet so I GUESS IT IS A GOOD DISGUISE]

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[camealong]

[On her second day, Amy has taken to exploring as much as she can. For the most part, nothing she's found has been unexpected, given what she was told. Apart, of course, from the girl in the mask and costume.]

Ooh, thumbs up, I love a brave fashion choice.

[brbgoing2russia]

Fashion choice?

[camealong]

Yeah, [Amy points.] with the mask and the cape. I bet they're not too fond of superhero types around here. All the more power to you, sticking it to the Man, going against the grain and all that.

[brbgoing2russia]

Uh- well, no, not really. I mean, they leave us alone unless we're like throwing cars or stuff