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[MarvelFan15]

I use the momentum from the last blow to swing around with my own foot. It catches my assailant in the stomach. I feel muscles tighten convulsively. Quickly, allowing her no time to recover, I follow up with a double-fisted uppercut to the jaw; a quick leg sweep brings my opponent down hard.

I jog over to Prometheus, wary of any other attackers.

[Kinetic War]

OOC: Great job, Molly, it's getting better already. We can really feel for Harley now.

IC:

*Cough* *Cough*

Slowly working my way through the mass of rubble I got trapped under when Harley blew up the roof, I faintly hear noises of battle. I keep telling myself that I'm almost at the surface, when I suddenly face a large piece of concrete that I can't lift anymore. I feel my body aching all over, and for the first time during this insane night, I seriously doubt my body's ability to go through with this much longer. The bruises from my previous beatings are still tender, and I'm acquiring new ones at an alarming rate. Maybe I should really give up.

With a desperate burst of strength, I start lifting the huge piece of concrete, slowly, painfully. I feel my joints hurt and my bones crack, but finally I manage to lift it just enough to crawl out from the ruins of the building to see a brutal free-for-all in action. A new contestant has entered the battlefield. His trenchcoat and bandages are all too familiar. Hush. Seeing that he's just arrived and in top shape, I make sure not to cross his path in my condition. As he sets his steps towards Prometheus, I observe that he has momentarily knocked down Harley Quinn, who's getting up again...

Prometheus's darts are flying through the air as I run towards Harley, grab her by the pointed jester hat and lift her up.

"I think we had a score to settle", I say to her before throwing her against the nearest wall.

[KevinDWolf93]

OOC: This is getting a bit crowded, maybe we should split fighters in groups? Just suggestion.

I attempted to assist Harley but was confronted by deathstroke, the most I could do was lob a large amount of smoke pellets around the area.

Slade took the chance to give me a hook in the face. I recovered and continued to fight, escrima sticks in hands....

[KevinDWolf93]

*im arkham asylum harley no jester hat*
"Hahahahahaha what score, because in my book ya no competition sweety" I say back as I kick his elbow in ward causing it to snap I then crawl away and pull a pocket knife out of my back pocket and run back at bane. I shoot the knife into the air and slide between his legs as he looks up at the knife, I kick him in the back of the knee while catching the knife. "We can pick this up later but right now you should get some sleep" I say as I stab him in his shoulder hiting his pressure point and temporarily paralyzing him, he should be out for atleast five minutes. I run over to nightwing to help him fight off lade but I dont think i'll be able to put up much of a fight against him, but it's worth a shot.

Umm due to difficulties involving MollyHayes f'ing with the admins and a few other members, she just got her behind banned......Kinetic u just KOed harley indefinitely for the fight, ignore her last post(the one I quoted).Congrats.

[Kinetic War]

Umm due to difficulties involving MollyHayes f'ing with the admins and a few other members, she just got her behind banned......Kinetic u just KOed harley indefinitely for the fight, ignore her last post(the one I quoted).Congrats.

OOC: Wow, thanks. Thought Bane was done for this time.

IC:

Ouch! The brick wall gave Harley a nasty-looking kiss, and she's not getting up. Seems I finally got the clown to shut up. I look around to see what's going on right now. Nightwing is facing Deathstroke, and Hush has some business with Prometheus. As I'm still wondering what side I should pick with Grayson and Slade, I decide to take a break from fighting and learn more about my opponents.

I use the smoke from Grayson's smoke pellets to hide myself from view as I make my way towards the spot where Hush and Prometheus are meeting up. They don't look like they're going to start fighting, so what are they up to? I hide behind a bunch of trash cans and start listening...

[MarvelFan15]

OOC: Wow, thanks. Thought Bane was done for this time.

IC:

Ouch! The brick wall gave Harley a nasty-looking kiss, and she's not getting up. Seems I finally got the clown to shut up. I look around to see what's going on right now. Nightwing is facing Deathstroke, and Hush has some business with Prometheus. As I'm still wondering what side I should pick with Grayson and Slade, I decide to take a break from fighting and learn more about my opponents.

I use the smoke from Grayson's smoke pellets to hide myself from view as I make my way towards the spot where Hush and Prometheus are meeting up. They don't look like they're going to start fighting, so what are they up to? I hide behind a bunch of trash cans and start listening...

OOC: Sorry for my lateness, KW.
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IC:
"Prometheus, we need to talk," I state in a stern, no-nonsense voice. My tone borders on that of a parent repremanding a child for being late to dinner, or some other assigned place of family time. In a way, I was. Prometheus' eyebrows nearly touched together; he frowned.

"Look, if this is about what we were planning--" He ducked an oncoming manhole cover. He continued in a hushed tone: "--If this is about what we were planning, I already told you, I'm in all the way. If this is about where I was 'sposed to meet up with you..." He geastured all over. "Look around. I got caught up in something beyond my control. Thankfully, you showed up. I dunno how much longer I could've..."

Prometheus seemed to notice something behind me. I turned, and asked: "What?"

"I think it's...I'm not sure....But he was definately one of the fighters I saw earlier. He was hiding behind Grayson's smoke cloud."

I smile, lace my knuckles together, and crack them quite loudly. "Let's go ask him why he was hiding."

[ND7]

(Uhh....so can someone summarize what is going on now so I can come in?)

Mr.Freeze had saw that the town was in chaos and saw Firefly who was severely burned by turning back into Prometheus.

"Fre-Free-Freeze you-gott-gotta he-hel-help me...." Firefly mumbled as Freeze moved his hand forward making a grin appear on Firefly's face as he reached his hand forward for Freeze to help him up.

"Than-thank yo-you-wha-what are-yo-you doing Freeze!?" Firefly said seeing Freeze put his palm right in front of Firefly's face.

"To help you my friend.Now you can rest.......for eternity." Freeze said slowly freezing what remained of FF's mask as Firefly screamed in protest.

"Fre-Freeze yo-you can-...." Was the last sound Firefly made as Freeze froze his body.

Freeze got up and coldly sighed as he looked at his former partner's frozen corpse.

He then heard noise and went to inspect it.

[KevinDWolf93]

(Uhh....so can someone summarize what is going on now so I can come in?)

Mr.Freeze had saw that the town was in chaos and saw Firefly who was severely burned by turning back into Prometheus.

"Fre-Free-Freeze you-gott-gotta he-hel-help me...." Firefly mumbled as Freeze moved his hand forward making a grin appear on Firefly's face as he reached his hand forward for Freeze to help him up.

"Than-thank yo-you-wha-what are-yo-you doing Freeze!?" Firefly said seeing Freeze put his palm right in front of Firefly's face.

"To help you my friend.Now you can rest.......for eternity." Freeze said slowly freezing what remained of FF's mask as Firefly screamed in protest.

"Fre-Freeze yo-you can-...." Was the last sound Firefly made as Freeze froze his body.

Freeze got up and coldly sighed as he looked at his former partner's frozen corpse.

He then heard noise and went to inspect it.

Ok well after Firefly got KOd by Bane(Kinetic War), Nightwing(Me)Bane and Batgirl Cassandra C(C.deadpool) were brawling for awhile. Joker(hamtaroblazex) joined but ran from current fight for now, batgirl got KOd and switched to Deathstroke,Scarecrow(Hugo fowl), and Black Canary(Nova) dissapeared w/out trace,Nova then switched to Prometheus, MF15 joined as hush,Jason Todd(EvanAlmighty) rejoined fight, Harley Quinn(now banned Molly) got KOd. And now Im fighting deathstroke, and bane is spying on Promethues and Hush, Todd....not sure what hes doing now.

Think thats everyone so far..

[ND7]

(Okay then I just started agian.)

[Kinetic War]

Hush and Prometheus have spotted me, and they're coming this way. Stupid, stupid, stupid. I look around to see what I could use as a weapon, but this time, there's nothing. Absolutely nothing. I see them coming closer with each step. One of them I might be able to handle, but two? My mind races, I consider dozens of possibilities in my head. Would it matter if I...

I make a last desperate attempt to survive. Hush and Prometheus are a few feet away when I put all my strength in one kick against the trash cans. The loud noise, the incoming cans and the chaos all around give me a few seconds. Prometheus responds instinctively by shooting at the attacking cans and breaking them in mid-air. Hush, always his strategic, calm self, simply ducks one of the cans, but never lets his eyes off of me.

"There!" He shouts to his companion, when he sees me running away. "It's Bane! Shoot!"

I can almost feel the bullets speeding past me as I run towards the only place I know I will be safe. My haven. My kingdom. I'm leading them to the wolf's den...

A red, burning pain in my back takes over my body, almost throwing me off my feet. From a faraway place, I hear the voice of Hush, almost like a whisper:

"You got him! Keep shooting!" They're closing in on me quickly. Limping, with tears in my eyes, I make a final spurt to reach the alleyway I had previously claimed as my own. I disappear from sight, only to lose the strength in my legs and fall down in front of the dumpster I had a time ago been mending my wounds behind. Hush and Prometheus reach the alley and see me. Though hiding behind the bandages, I can see Hush's mouth draw in a grin.

"So, would you mind telling us why you were spying, or should we just kill you right away?"

I look him in the eyes. Adamant, uncompromising, spiteful. If I wasn't in this shape, I might give Hush the strategic battle he's asking for. Instead, he and Prometheus will have to settle for the pre-planned trap I had set up with Cassandra Cain in mind. But it will work on them as well, if not better. Lying on the ground, I reach for the trap trigger I had hid from sight, wait for Hush and Prometheus to get closer, and then I utter one word:

"NO."

At that moment, as I pulled the wire, I could finally see surprise in the eyes of Hush and Prometheus. What followed was something neither of them could have predicted. My personal improvement of the Malayan tiger gate trap. The sharpened end of the broken parasol and a handful of nails attached to the barbed wire flew through the darkness towards my opponents, who were too dumbstricken to react until it was too late. I didn't see clearly what happened, as I gathered all my remaining strength to make a run for it, but what sounded like cries of pain told me that I had managed to injure at least one of them. All I know for sure is that they didn't follow me.

Now, I'm hiding in the cargo space of a ship on its way to Mexico. I'm through. I tried protecting the reputation of Batman, but a man has his limits, and I've just reached them. Luckily, there was a medicine cabinet aboard, and I could find a solitary space where I could use my first aid skills on myself in peace. The bullet has to be taken out, and fortunately I know a doctor in Tamaulipas who owes me one. I guess I'll have to be grateful it wasn't a poison dart.

No regrets. I did what I could, and I escaped to fight another day. That's more than any warrior can ask for. I can only hope Nightwing will be okay. Despite everything that happened tonight, he's a good kid, and there's no one as qualified to be Batman's successor as him.

After patching myself up, I climb up the ladder to the deck to watch the skyline of Gotham in the distance. The lights of the city reflect beautifully on the water, and as I look at the dock the ship just left from, I can still almost hear the sounds of the fight in the distance.

I'll be back one day, that much I swear. And by then, there will be a new Batman in Gotham City.

**OOC: Upcoming avatar switch. I have now done all I could with Bane, and his usefulness on the battlefield has run out. Considering all the damage he's been taking in this fight, it's a miracle he's lasted this long, and I wanted to give him a worthy sendoff.

I'll be changing my avatar in the next post, so be prepared. All I will reveal now is that Nightwing will get a partner. So, sign alliances, cook up demented plots, and make this game one tough experience for everyone!

[KevinDWolf93]

Hush and Prometheus have spotted me, and they're coming this way. Stupid, stupid, stupid. I look around to see what I could use as a weapon, but this time, there's nothing. Absolutely nothing. I see them coming closer with each step. One of them I might be able to handle, but two? My mind races, I consider dozens of possibilities in my head. Would it matter if I...

I make a last desperate attempt to survive. Hush and Prometheus are a few feet away when I put all my strength in one kick against the trash cans. The loud noise, the incoming cans and the chaos all around give me a few seconds. Prometheus responds instinctively by shooting at the attacking cans and breaking them in mid-air. Hush, always his strategic, calm self, simply ducks one of the cans, but never lets his eyes off of me.

"There!" He shouts to his companion, when he sees me running away. "It's Bane! Shoot!"

I can almost feel the bullets speeding past me as I run towards the only place I know I will be safe. My haven. My kingdom. I'm leading them to the wolf's den...

A red, burning pain in my back takes over my body, almost throwing me off my feet. From a faraway place, I hear the voice of Hush, almost like a whisper:

"You got him! Keep shooting!" They're closing in on me quickly. Limping, with tears in my eyes, I make a final spurt to reach the alleyway I had previously claimed as my own. I disappear from sight, only to lose the strength in my legs and fall down in front of the dumpster I had a time ago been mending my wounds behind. Hush and Prometheus reach the alley and see me. Though hiding behind the bandages, I can see Hush's mouth draw in a grin.

"So, would you mind telling us why you were spying, or should we just kill you right away?"

I look him in the eyes. Adamant, uncompromising, spiteful. If I wasn't in this shape, I might give Hush the strategic battle he's asking for. Instead, he and Prometheus will have to settle for the pre-planned trap I had set up with Cassandra Cain in mind. But it will work on them as well, if not better. Lying on the ground, I reach for the trap trigger I had hid from sight, wait for Hush and Prometheus to get closer, and then I utter one word:

"NO."

At that moment, as I pulled the wire, I could finally see surprise in the eyes of Hush and Prometheus. What followed was something neither of them could have predicted. My personal improvement of the Malayan tiger gate trap. The sharpened end of the broken parasol and a handful of nails attached to the barbed wire flew through the darkness towards my opponents, who were too dumbstricken to react until it was too late. I didn't see clearly what happened, as I gathered all my remaining strength to make a run for it, but what sounded like cries of pain told me that I had managed to injure at least one of them. All I know for sure is that they didn't follow me.

Now, I'm hiding in the cargo space of a ship on its way to Mexico. I'm through. I tried protecting the reputation of Batman, but a man has his limits, and I've just reached them. Luckily, there was a medicine cabinet aboard, and I could find a solitary space where I could use my first aid skills on myself in peace. The bullet has to be taken out, and fortunately I know a doctor in Tamaulipas who owes me one. I guess I'll have to be grateful it wasn't a poison dart.

No regrets. I did what I could, and I escaped to fight another day. That's more than any warrior can ask for. I can only hope Nightwing will be okay. Despite everything that happened tonight, he's a good kid, and there's no one as qualified to be Batman's successor as him.

After patching myself up, I climb up the ladder to the deck to watch the skyline of Gotham in the distance. The lights of the city reflect beautifully on the water, and as I look at the dock the ship just left from, I can still almost hear the sounds of the fight in the distance.

I'll be back one day, that much I swear. And by then, there will be a new Batman in Gotham City.

**OOC: Upcoming avatar switch. I have now done all I could with Bane, and his usefulness on the battlefield has run out. Considering all the damage he's been taking in this fight, it's a miracle he's lasted this long, and I wanted to give him a worthy sendoff.

I'll be changing my avatar in the next post, so be prepared. All I will reveal now is that Nightwing will get a partner. So, sign alliances, cook up demented plots, and make this game one tough experience for everyone!

ooc:Wow man that was awesome, was worrying bout bane for a sec. Anyways Im on my toes waiting to see what u do

[Nova Force Nova]

Prometheus stared down at Hush. "Damn...Bane got you good. You look like hell. Come on, I'll bring you to an area to recuperate."
Prometheus activates his cosmic key. Hush and Prometheus arrive.
"Ok...we are safe here. Just rest on that couch. I'll prepare a plan for when we are ready to go back."

[MarvelFan15]

Prometheus stared down at Hush. "Damn...Bane got you good. You look like hell. Come on, I'll bring you to an area to recuperate."
Prometheus activates his cosmic key. Hush and Prometheus arrive.
"Ok...we are safe here. Just rest on that couch. I'll prepare a plan for when we are ready to go back."

"Don't forget who's the Doctor here..." I say with a hint of aggresion. Prometheus nods. "So...is it bad." I shake my head. It was just a few shallow punture wounds. The pain would go in a few days, but the wounds be there for months to come. Punture wounds never heald as quickly as others...I notice blood running down my comrade's right arm. "Let me see your arm." Prometheus seems to notice his injuries for the first time. His eyes widen.

After a quick, but thorough analysis of Prometheus' injuries, I determine that they aren't fatal, despite him walking right into the damn trap. The nails had dove deep into his flesh. His arm wouldn't be as useful as it was beforehand. I quickly bring out supplies to disinfect ourselves.

[Kinetic War]

*OOC: Avatar switch**

*IC:

"H? H, are you there? Come in, H!"

I pick up while driving my motorbike down a narrow alleyway. I really don't have time for this.

"Yes, O, it's me. What is it now?"

"Thank God, H. You need to head down to sector 5 right now. I've tried contacting CC for a while now, but..."

"O?"

"What?"

"Shut the hell up."

I shut down the communicator as I take a particularly dangerous curve. I have nothing to say to her. After Batman died, she has been trying to keep the band together, to be some kind of a glue holding all the different personalities at check. And it's killing her to see that we're all handling the situation quite differently. Cassandra has grown more secluded, there's nothing to get out of her these days. Tim is more silent, too. And Dick... He's trying to replace Batman. He tries so hard it's almost sad. Speaking of which...

My bike takes the jump from one rooftop to the other quite nicely. I drive down to the edge of the building, hit the brakes, and lean to look down. Is this the 'bloodshed' Oracle warned me about? Dick trying to fend off that Slade creep? Oh, well. Looks like he could use some help. Deathstroke has managed to disarm him, and it's apparent who's got the upper hand at the moment. I pick up my crossbow, take aim, and...

THWANG! As the arrow travels down, I instantly kick the gas pedal and drive off the edge of the four-story building. My cape flutters as I fly, giving the impression of a gigantic bird diving down on its prey. I see Slade looking up, dodging the arrow, and jumping to his left to avoid getting hit by me.

I smash down on the ground at the spot Deathstroke was standing on a second ago. Judging from the sound the bike made, I'll need to change the dampers. But that's a job for another day. I grab my bo staff and jump off the bike, placing myself between Slade and Dick. Slade looks at me curiously, but regains his head quickly.

"Let's dance, boy", I say to Deathstroke, while simultaneously glancing sidewards at Dick. He looks pretty hurt. He looks at me, his look a mixture of relief and worry.

"Huntress!" he exclaims. "What..."

"...am I doing here? O called and said you might need some assistance. Now don't just stand there, make yourself useful."

I look at the escrima sticks lying behind Deathstroke, and make a quick attack plan. I lift my staff, make a swing from the right to make him dodge, and keep making quick, sudden thrusts and swings to keep Deathstroke occupied, leaving the coast clear for Dick to get his weapons. I can't resist toying with his head.

"Finally. Are those your escrima sticks, or are..."

"Look out!"

Everything goes black for a moment, and I feel myself hitting the ground. Careless. Slade got a hit in.

Dick jumps at Deathstroke wih escrima sticks in hand, giving me enough time to get my head together. It's time to stop joking and get serious.

**OOC: New avatar: Huntress (Helena Bertinelli)**

[KevinDWolf93]

OOC:Cool,though Im noticing a pattern with choosin female characters....oh well.

Huntress came in the nick of time, with him having of grasp of my current style and me worrying for everyone else I need a breather.

I quickly scan the area....dratm that smoke worked too well, everyones gone...be-

Huntress:Dick,could use some assistance!

Me:Right,just getting some view
Been a while since I snarked, needed that. I go in empty hand, one of us'll distract while the other disarms......thats my plan anyways, Huntress is notorious for teamwork issues.Though anyone whos been mentored by Bruce probably has some issue in that depot.

Huhtress:Ungh....now'd...be good...

With that I vaulted both fighters, I managed to pull somethhng off Slades suit,but couldnt tell...hope it was a weapon. Its the last thought I had before going full drive with huntress at my side.

[hamtaroblazex]

"Don't forget who's the Doctor here..." I say with a hint of aggresion. Prometheus nods. "So...is it bad." I shake my head. It was just a few shallow punture wounds. The pain would go in a few days, but the wounds be there for months to come. Punture wounds never heald as quickly as others...I notice blood running down my comrade's right arm. "Let me see your arm." Prometheus seems to notice his injuries for the first time. His eyes widen.

After a quick, but thorough analysis of Prometheus' injuries, I determine that they aren't fatal, despite him walking right into the damn trap. The nails had dove deep into his flesh. His arm wouldn't be as useful as it was beforehand. I quickly bring out supplies to disinfect ourselves.

OOC:Jokers back!

After recovering from the beating I got,I was now in tip top shape again. Lugging a large sack of toys I start strolling through an alley,when I notice a body lying on da floor...Harley? Well it appears someone took her out.
Ill have to thank the person who did that later....HAHHAAAHA!

I continue to walk,deciding to ignore one eye and bird brain I stroll past them,while looking for some newcomers,I have a few suprises for them......the kind that explode, how fun that will be.

PS I quoted Marvelfan,cause Im lookin for u 2 specifically.Are u guys in city right now?

[Kinetic War]

OOC: Why does the gender make a difference? I chose Huntress because I wanted to have a clear idea of what my character is doing on the battlefield. Bane had mixed motives, and it grew increasingly convoluted to have him face new opponents and try to decide his attitude towards them. Huntress is there to help Dick put a stop to the villains, while being her own lovable self.

IC:

The sole of Deathstroke's boot nearly rips my ear off as I dodge his slicing kick with growing uncertainty. Darn it. I never should have engaged him in close combat. He's way too good, and I'm probably the worst hand to hand fighter here. Though I could still kick Dick's butt...

A sliding kick I notice a bit too late swipes me off my feet and sends me to the ground with a loud thump. Luckily, Dick has the situation under control, and Slade has no time to finish me off as he's too busy blocking Dick's karate moves. As I get back on my feet, I see another figure, moving away from us. I'd recognize that freaky face with the mean grin anywhere.

"Nightwing!" I shout. "It's the Joker!"

Dick barely notices my words, as he's having his hands full keeping Slade occupied. Deathstroke tries to attack Dick with another heavy punch, but I run up to them and deflect his fist with my staff. Then I turn to Dick, as we join forces against Slade.

"It's the Joker, he..."

"I know it's him!" Dick replies with an annoyed voice. "Forget him!"

"But..."

"I SAID FORGET HIM!"

Dick is growing angry. I never thought about how stressful it must have been for him to try and contain this fight all by himself. He's so unlike Bruce, yet so much like him.

It's time someone showed him he's not alone in this.

I dive forward, throwing my cape in Deathstroke's face to blind him for a second, and Dick uses the opportunity to kick our opponent in the face. I use the confusion to sweep Slade off his feet and kick him in the head while he's down. He goes limp, and I suppose he's finally suffered enough injuries to stay down for a sec.

Dick is breathing heavily, and I see he's bloodied and bruised all over. I move closer.

"You're hurt. Let me..."

"I'm fine, just shut up for a moment."

He's so rude. He's been through a lot, and I suppose I've deserved nothing less, but at least I'm here. I walk to my bike and take out the hidden first aid kit in the back. I throw it to Dick. Hope he'll learn to appreciate me one day.

I hear a loud clang coming from behind a building, and remember the Joker. He's somewhere nearby. I feel a hint of fear rising inside me, as I think about the psychotic maniac on the loose. I signal to Dick to stay there, watch Slade, and patch himself up while I go to investigate.

[KevinDWolf93]

OOC: Why does the gender make a difference? I chose Huntress because I wanted to have a clear idea of what my character is doing on the battlefield. Bane had mixed motives, and it grew increasingly convoluted to have him face new opponents and try to decide his attitude towards them. Huntress is there to help Dick put a stop to the villains, while being her own lovable self.

IC:

The sole of Deathstroke's boot nearly rips my ear off as I dodge his slicing kick with growing uncertainty. Darn it. I never should have engaged him in close combat. He's way too good, and I'm probably the worst hand to hand fighter here. Though I could still kick Dick's butt...

A sliding kick I notice a bit too late swipes me off my feet and sends me to the ground with a loud thump. Luckily, Dick has the situation under control, and Slade has no time to finish me off as he's too busy blocking Dick's karate moves. As I get back on my feet, I see another figure, moving away from us. I'd recognize that freaky face with the mean grin anywhere.

"Nightwing!" I shout. "It's the Joker!"

Dick barely notices my words, as he's having his hands full keeping Slade occupied. Deathstroke tries to attack Dick with another heavy punch, but I run up to them and deflect his fist with my staff. Then I turn to Dick, as we join forces against Slade.

"It's the Joker, he..."

"I know it's him!" Dick replies with an annoyed voice. "Forget him!"

"But..."

"I SAID FORGET HIM!"

Dick is growing angry. I never thought about how stressful it must have been for him to try and contain this fight all by himself. He's so unlike Bruce, yet so much like him.

It's time someone showed him he's not alone in this.

I dive forward, throwing my cape in Deathstroke's face to blind him for a second, and Dick uses the opportunity to kick our opponent in the face. I use the confusion to sweep Slade off his feet and kick him in the head while he's down. He goes limp, and I suppose he's finally suffered enough injuries to stay down for a sec.

Dick is breathing heavily, and I see he's bloodied and bruised all over. I move closer.

"You're hurt. Let me..."

"I'm fine, just shut up for a moment."

He's so rude. He's been through a lot, and I suppose I've deserved nothing less, but at least I'm here. I walk to my bike and take out the hidden first aid kit in the back. I throw it to Dick. Hope he'll learn to appreciate me one day.

I hear a loud clang coming from behind a building, and remember the Joker. He's somewhere nearby. I feel a hint of fear rising inside me, as I think about the psychotic maniac on the loose. I signal to Dick to stay there, watch Slade, and patch himself up while I go to investigate.

OOC: Dont care,just noticed a coincidence.Thought it was funny. I am grateful for help

Ugh, shouldntve snapped at her like that, shes going after the joker....better stay here like she said. Who knows when slade will get back up.

I start to patch myself up,still wary of attackers.