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[13 Nov 2010|10:44pm] |
Maria Helena Grayson Wayne opened an eye and groaned. She felt like she had been chewed up and spit back out. Stupid magic. She hated magic. It came as a surprise that one of the criminals she had been pursuing had been a magic user. She found out the hard way after she had cornered them.
Maria picked herself up and stumbled back to where she left her bike. It was gone.
"Dammit!" she cursed. It would be a long walk home. Or maybe not.
Maria found a bicycle that was locked up outside a pizza shop. She felt like a heel, but she need a set of wheels. She was only going to borrow it. She'd return it tomorrow night. The lock was easy to pick and a few moments later she rode off into the darkness.
Quite some time later she reached the Batcave. Now she could trudge upstairs and get some well deserved sleep.
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