Fifth Night [Voice/Action]

[cowledcrusader]

[...Okay.  For a fact, those robots cannot be stopped.  Yet.   While standing guard and speaking with Detective Kiyone in the tunnels regarding the prisoners several days ago, the Malnosso's robotic abductors broke into the prison where Naoya and Dilandau were being held.  Batman and Kiyone put up a fight against the machines, but were ultimately

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[unseenspy]

[Here's a short kid wandering around at night, hands in his pockets. He's staring at the ground, but his other senses keep him aware of his surroundings. He might be doing his own patrol, but not necessarily for criminal activity. He has spoken to Dilandau while in prison, but only briefly.]

[orchidsandfire]

[Sometime in the afternoon, Diana will be lounging around in the living room, reading some novel or the other.]

[cowledcrusader]

[And here he is, emerging from his "batcave," after getting some sleep. ...You wouldn't know it by looking at him, considering he's wearing that cowl again. Anyway, he's in plain view and not playing stalker right now. How about that.]

Enjoying how quiet it is here?

[orchidsandfire]

[Don't be silly. Batman stalks in his sleep.

She turns at his voice, lowering her book.]

I am. It's a welcome reprieve from crime fighting, though I'm afraid I'll soon be bored of it.

[cowledcrusader]

It's never quiet for too long. Luceti's a powder keg. We might be needed soon. Boredom likely won't be a problem for long.

[couldhavedanced]

[Emma's at the fountain. Staring into it. Her earring fell in, and it's too deep for her to get it out without the water touching her skin. Plastic gloves only go so far, and fountain water is generally dirty. She seems to be verystressed out about it...but will Batman help one of Wonder Woman's friends with such a trivial task?!]

[cowledcrusader]

[...Something's off here. She looks really agitated. And looking into the fountain. Something of hers fall in? ...Whatever. He looks around. Doesn't look like there's anyone else here. Surprise, he's walking up from behind quietly. Beware of a shock.]

...Something wrong, miss?

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[couldhavedanced]

[Emma's not even going to turn around at first--she's too busy trying to think of a plan to get that earring out without touching icky fountain water.]

Oh, no, it's...just my earring fell in. Silly, I know.

[And then she turns around.]

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[couldhavedanced]

[I am a high school guidance counselor and what is this.]