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[isitablurred]

Clark Kent here. Leave a message after the beep and I'll get back to you as soon as I can.

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[rookminor]

[ Talking into midair while twirling a batarang in his hand. It's night, and he's at a safehouse. ]

I'm calling in the favour I did you at the beginning of the month.

[rookminor]

Slow by your standards only. [ Flatly- then- ]

The network is useful for this. You don't have to keep doing it; once is fine and people will make their own conclusions.

[ Do you grasp his meaning yet? ]

[isitablurred]

And what is Batman rescuing Bruce Wayne from, exactly? A monster? Ronald McDonald?

[kingofrooks]

[ Pause. Then he nods. ]

Yes. Of course. A man with a red curly wig and a clown suit is entirely a threat that the Batman has to deal with.

[ :T ] It shouldn't be hard for me to let an AGI officer catch up to me. They've been trying to tail me lately.

[isitablurred]

Hey, he could be. Gotham has spat out stranger things.

[His eyes narrow, slightly.]

An AGI officer?

[A human being. Who he will inevitably have to take out in a proper bat manner. Nice detail to add to that challenge, Bruce.]

So in broad daylight?

[rookminor]

[ A human being. Wouldn't that be a challenge? ]

I wouldn't say that. Late afternoon, most likely. Closer to evening sirens.

[isitablurred]

Tomorrow?

[rookminor]

Yes.

[ So amused: ]

If it makes it easier on you, I'll make sure that they have a team ganging up on me. Four, five of them.

[isitablurred]

You're tiny, it's not like they're going to feel threatened enough to send armies of people after you, Bruce.

[Casting him a sidewards glance.]

Not unless they knew better.

[rookminor]

They don't. But I've ruined their plans twice, and they've been sending people after me while I'm like this and I've evaded them.

And five people isn't an army.

[isitablurred]

It's only a small island. Five people is army enough.

[Clark sits forward slightly.]

Do you have any idea how disconcerting this is? You've got the mind of a master tactician and the voice and body of an eight year old.

[kingofrooks]

Then you should know better than to treat me like an eight-year-old.

[ And he smirks, because yes, he is a master tactician, and it's nice to have it acknowledged sometimes.

Now if Clark would just learn to shut up and follow his instruction... ]

[isitablurred]

[ Clark laughed. It was, after all, a little late for that. ]

Alright. Let's have it, then.

[rookminor]

[ He crosses his arms. ]

Do you even know how to fight like me?

[isitablurred]

You mean without powers? Of course I do.

[He's fought in the Phantom Zone and under the power of Blue Kryptonite is what he means, really. He's never deliberately studied how. Ever.]

[rookminor]

No. Not just without powers. Fighting like you're trained to instead of just hitting the first thing you see in front of your face.

[ He needs a facepalm icon as a babby ]