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WHO: Residents of Seattle
WHAT: mobs attacking the housing
WHERE: Import area of Seattle
WHEN: all day Saturday/Sunday
WARNINGS: violence

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Open!; Bluebunch

[notasidedick]

[He's suited up as soon as possible. At least this way, if any scrutinizing fingers are pointed, it won't be to an actual face, but to a man in a cowl.

He knows there are people living in Bluebunch along with himself, and hell he wasn't going to let this place get destroyed. Even if it meant pitting himself against an entire mob of people.]

Open!; Bluebunch

[futurebatwoman]

[The Willows seems to be pretty under control, so she heads over to the next place she knows needs protection - Dick's. She lands on the lawn in front of it, batarang still in her hand, and smiles at the crowd.]

You guys should really go home. It's not safe out here, there's this mob thing going on.

[notasidedick]

I keep telling them that, but it just makes them angrier. I guess looking out for their well-being just upsets them more. I can't fathom why.

[He shakes his head lightly.] Looks like we got to take the trash out though.

[futurebatwoman]

Goodness, and we're being so polite about it. [She grins at him, tossing a gas pellet into the crowd.]

After you.

I'm SO SO SORRY ABOUT LATE TAGS skdjfkds

[notasidedick]

[He's pulling his escrima sticks. Bring it.]

Ladies first you know. I hate to get inbetween your wrath and them.

<33 don't worry about it, my tags are going to be so late soon *sob*

[futurebatwoman]

Such a gentleman.

[She wades into the crowd, ducking what she can and trying to politely knock people out as they choke on the gas, keeping an eye on Dick. Okay, so it's a little bit weird to see a Batman who's not Bruce OR Terry.]

[notasidedick]

[The cape is a bit of a problem, but he's getting around smoothly enough. Disarm, knock out, get them out of harm's way.]

As much as I'm a city kid, having these many people in such a small space is a little cumbersome.

[futurebatwoman]

[The problem is not hurting them too badly. She wants them out of here, but she's a Bat. She doesn't hurt civilians unless it's absolutely necessary.]

It does make things a little bit difficult. Got anything useful in that belt?

[notasidedick]

Probably the same stuff you have in your own belt. Maybe some fancier things then I do.

[Being a Bat is suffering and no one understands.]

after her chat with lil' Loki

[shefigures]

[The way Robin figures it, the fact that she and Dick haven't been formerly introduced and the fact that she's still the Batteam's red-head stepkid (at least according to D) are pretty far up there on the list of things that don't matter right now. People are in trouble and the birds and bats have a job to do.

It's a little undramatic to be hopping next door and pounding on it, but at least it's convenient.]

Hey, Dickie? I figure a Bat needs a Robin, right?

[notasidedick]

I haven't really heard that nickname in awhile.

I wouldn't mind some help. It would make a good first impression if we got both our butts out of this problem right? [Hell with formerly introducing anyways. This is a good way to introduce themselves to each other.]

[shefigures]

Figure I should stick to Bat-themed nickynames here on in, then?

[She tightens up the old Robin-belt, looking at him hard through bright green goggles.]

Ready at your word, boss.

I'm sorry! I got really busy ;A; You're free to drop this thread sdkfjsd;;;

[notasidedick]

For now. Maybe when we have free time, we can find someplace willing to serve us and we can have different nicknames then.

Let's get this over with. We have a place to protect.