Jane Doe-Smith (jdoesmith) wrote in dc_nextgen,
@ 2010-01-19 23:55:00

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inactive - jane doe-smith, inactive - nightwing, plot - "call of cthulu"

In your turff messing with the thugs
Jane wasn't going to explain why she was here right now. She was dancing on the edge of everything on this latest case. It had taken her all over and now she was in a city she didn't want to be in. The young woman hated the way Gotham felt but the clues had led her this way.

So she hit the pavement. She was going to find this kid if it killed her. Of course that was when it went south. She was ducking and weaving around fists and feet. She gets thrown into a wall and her eyes grow wide for a moment and she ducks.

Ah the virtues of being short. She cleans up the group and stands over the leader with a grin.

"You shouldn't have done that. Really. Now will you tell me what you know?"

He was going to tell her exactly what she knew.

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notthegdbatman
2010-01-20 10:34 pm UTC (link)

Now they were getting somewhere!

Nightwing frowned as the woman's words fell across his ears. This wasn't just some mugging or equally mundane issue. In some ways, Nightwing had hoped that Stacy was going to tell him that Jacob was just her run away brother, or that he was some kid who ran into some emotional trouble. Not this.

Of course, considering that Nightwing used to make the horizontal mambo with a crazy-hot alien and spent a portion of his life on another planet.. maybe what Stacy was saying didn't seem all that terribly far fetched. In fact, all her words did were deepen his expression from a smirk to that same heavy bat-scowl he had given the thug. None of this was a good sign.

"How long do we have?" he then asked, his hands tightening into fists. Already, Nightwing's brain was racing. If he had enough time, he could contact Batman and see what could be done. Batman needed to know about this - if he didn't already. And their long standing silent feud could wait, especially when the world was hanging in the balance.

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jdoesmith
2010-01-20 10:43 pm UTC (link)

She checks her watch. Then pulls out an old looking journal and flips through it staring at it silently before it gets pushed into the safety of her coat. She shouldn't just carry it around but she needs it for reference.

"We have two hours. Maybe less," she says with a shake of her head. They have just enough time for Nightwing to get help if he thinks he can.

"I'm not going to be much help getting people there to stop it I don't run around in spandex," Jane says with a shrug. "But I'm going to try and slow things down. Stop the kind from starting things if I can... If I can't we need to contain it."

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notthegdbatman
2010-01-20 11:00 pm UTC (link)

The man in black Nomex and Kelvar just nodded his head with his expression set. He understood that time was of the essence, and they were only wasting time staring at one another.

"You do that, I'm going to call out the cavalry." he then stated. "If things get too hairy, pull back. Don't go into Arkham if you can help it."

And then lifted an arm and fired off another jumpline, this time above him. Nightwing needed to get to the roofs and make a call. He wasn't exactly looking forward to that call.. but it was necessary.

Landing with three points touching the stone building top, and pressed a finger to a spot on his mask, opening up communications on a channel he thought he would never use again.

"B. This is D." he said. "I need Batman. Arkham's going to be a hot bed tonight and I can't handle it alone. I need your help."

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