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May 25th, 2013

Race to the tower @ 02:24 am

[info]cantkeepmeout:

Suited up in his uniform, Thomas swings through the city like usual. It's a quiet night, and there's for once not much to do. He's followed up on all his leads, and is waiting on a few more. But the rest have run dry and he's already gone through his patrol route. Now was just the waiting game that he hated sometimes. And he was still royally annoyed at Maria for the...desk issue.
 
Not far in the distance he catches a glimpse of movement in the shadows. It's not a good look but once he focuses and tries following he recognizes the figure and a smirk spreads across his face. 
 

February 13th, 2013

Very purposefully not on Valentine's Day @ 10:23 pm

[info]cantkeepmeout:

The thing about Valentine's Day was that it was general catered to clearly defined relationships that came with easy labels. What he had with Sarah was...a lot more complicated than that. And in the year since the last day before valentines, it had changed even more. Back then it had been heavy, and suggestive, flirting but it hadn't gone further, he'd held himself back. Back in the days when he actually seemed to have self control around her. That really did seem like a long time ago.
 
So this year he'd pointedly not picked Valentine's day as the day to do this, instead opting for the day before and a similar plan of teasing her like he'd done at that party with the notes. 
 
Tracking her on her nightly rooftop stroll, Robin put his plan into action.
 
In the not-so-far distance, the Fox would be able to see the distinct shadow of the scalloped cape flapping in the night. It stays long enough to catch her attention before jumping off the ledge and making it's way off.
 
Your turn to chase Foxy.
 

January 8th, 2013

"I know she's playing with me..." @ 11:28 pm

[info]outfoxing:

It has been a while since Fox has gone out of her way to get Robin's attention. She has to get him close to something that needs to be dealt with tonight. Thankfully they have all night she just needs him to back her up. First thing is first though, she needs to get his attention.

So first she fumbles a robbery three men are trying to do. She leaves it for him to clean up. She blew a kiss at the men as she left. Then she went running triggering a few silent alarms to catch his attention. It is her way of saying hello and come find me.

She needs him at her back soon. She is getting impatient. She needs his help tonight. She has waited on this information for too long. If she waits any longer people will be in danger. She can't let that happen and she doesn't trust anyone else to help her with this.
 

April 2nd, 2012

Bending Rules @ 09:18 pm

[info]cantkeepmeout:

The moment he determined he was well enough to attempt a short patrol without seriously hurting himself he took his chance to sneak out. Being stuck in that manor for so long was just too much. Besides, aside from making sure he didn't land badly on his left leg and didn't do too many back flips and swings through the skyline which (he found the hard way) was still too much for the wound just below his rib, he was doing pretty well. He'd even been good and stuck to using the motorbike for most of the patrol.
 
But as his luck would have it he ran across a group on their way to try and rob a bank. Of course, had these idiots been anything but the basest of amateurs it might have been interesting, but as it was he'd ended up ditching the bike to follow them and then camping out and watching from a nearby roof as they tried to get in. For over an hour. It should not have taken anywhere near that long to get past the whole thing let alone the first level of security. The feeling of freedom from confinement was the only thing that let him put up with it. He was sorely tempted to break in and get through the security for them. Just so he could have something to charge them with already. This was such a waste of his time.
 
When they finally got through (about time, he thinks), he decided to give them a few minutes head start before he broke in too. Through a different way. Just to make this interesting.
 
Finally he'd get to do some crimefighting. Although that these amateurs even considered themselves worthy of calling themselves thieves and attempting to break into this sort of bank (it was clear someone smarter had given them the appropriate instructions and equipment for this job) irked him.
 
They'd learn the hard way about amateurish stealing in Gotham.
 

March 19th, 2012

Happy Birthday Foxy @ 11:02 pm

[info]cantkeepmeout:

 In the ungodly hours of the morning, when even most vigilantes would be calling it a night, a silent alarm goes off. Except for once instead of any tell-tale signs of robbery there's a trail of blood and discarded clothing. First the cape. Then gloves. Crushed utility belt. And finally the tunic that gives it all away.
 
He's a crumpled figure on the floor,  surrounded by bits of a first aid kit that he's managed to knock off the shelf before collapsing, and propped up against the wall in what is both the most convenient and inconvenient position. It's the only way he can see the stab wound, one of many, just below his ribs in order to stitch it. But it's also the position he's bleeding out the fastest in.
 
The blood loss, blurry vision and shaky hands are making this worse, and he's completely oblivious to his surroundings at the moment.

Not that it mattered much at this point.

 

March 14th, 2012

Shenanigans @ 02:00 am

[info]outfoxing:

There was a big difference between a job for work and a job for fun.

This was all about having fun. She had broken into a highly secured lab just because she could. Then broke into a secure vault with the kind of skill and ease that only a professional like her could have.

Then for extra fun she left a note pointing out their security flaws with a big silly smiley face at the end. She was feeling pretty playful after all.

Then she was out and racing across roof tops enjoying her little game. This was way too much fun.
 

February 13th, 2012

The Flowers Job @ 08:07 pm

[info]outfoxing:

Sarah had needed to do a very simple job. Get into a party a gangster was throwing and plant some bugs. Her employer was trying to gather intelligence and wanted to make sure that he was covering all of his bases. Honestly was was far too easy for her to find a way into the party. Invitations were easy to get her hands on and with the right dress no one really wanted to ask questions either.

Guards were so easy to flirt past. Especially when she was putting out all the stops. She thought she might even check out the safe while she was here. This was proving to be an incredibly easy and fun job for the thief. She should just try really hard to not tempt fate.
 

January 31st, 2012

Stick to the script Foxy @ 10:36 pm

[info]cantkeepmeout:

Robin decides to do one last sweep of the neighbourhood he's in before calling it a night. It's been pretty quiet, especially given that this isn't exactly one of the nicer neighbourhoods, and it's looking like he'll wrap up patrol early.

For fun he does a double flip to land on the next roof and is about to take off at a run to try and do the same for his next jump when he stops in his tracks, and stares at the bleeding figure on the rooftop for a long moment.

Was that?

No. Oh no.

And Robin takes off at a mad dash.
 

January 3rd, 2012

Who's the better thief? @ 04:50 pm

[info]cantkeepmeout:

Robin leans back on his hands to wait for a certain thief to arrive so they could start the competition. Perched on the edge of the roof of the Gotham Museum of Art, he lets his legs dangle over the edge while he waits. He's already checked the message a few times but does so once more before tucking it back into his belt, Art Museum roof 1am Tuesday. This could easily be a trap but he doubts it, because honestly the museum roof was not exactly the best place for an ambush and it wasn't her style.

A slow smile creeps over his face as he hears someone approach from behind.
 

December 18th, 2011

A few nights following.... @ 11:00 pm

[info]outfoxing:

She's relaxing in one of her hidey holes she has set up around Gotham. It's been a few nights since she an Robin had gotten into that fight. She was still rather sore over some of the things he had said to her.

And sore for other reasons really. She wouldn't disclose that to anyone. But she had redeemed herself just last night. For her own good she was laying low. That meant eating pizza and relaxing with some movies. She found herself very distracted because well she did have a weakness for bad horror movies and these were rather fantastic.

Also bad but that was part of the point. Little did she suspect she was about to have a visitor to her little safe haven.
 

December 16th, 2011

We meet again @ 01:04 am

[info]outfoxing:

This wasn't really up to her standards when it came to heists. And it wasn't a real heist. It was just that her employer needed her to get some things to trade on the black market for the cold hard cash he needed to get his little war started soon. He wanted to get Gotham back to being so dirty Detroit would look like it was clean. The metaphor was lost on someone like her who had spent much of her life in Europe and the Middle East.

She misses the desert on nights like these. She had thirty minutes until the security came around to check the vault. She had just enough time to get in and out.


In ten minutes she had gotten her prize and was quickly sailing over roof tops and around ally ways tearing like mad away from a successful job. This haul should please her Boss because it yielded a high pay out for them.


And now she senses trouble.
 

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