Thread: Alive and Kicking [ Temptationist x X-Vash00 ]

Gotham, not the greatest place to to raise a family if you ask me. Just look at our messed up one, three orphans and a bastard son all trained to be lethal crime fighters and not the best pictures of mental health. Really the only ones that could be considered normal are Tim and I. Damian is one egotistical assassin that's willing to die for the cause that Bruce instilled upon all of us, and Jason...don't even get me started on what's up with him. Though things have gotten better between all of us ever since he started running around with his Outlaws. There is one thing wrong with that group, that would be my former girlfriend, Starfire, or who at least I remember as my girlfriend. It turns out that she has some sort of Tameranian thought process that lets her easily forget things that aren't important to her, it's great to know that I was important in Starfires life. I can even remember the talk I had with Jason... It was after getting out of the hands of The Joker one last time. He had done surf to us that I suppose isn't the best to talk amongst ourselves. Each one had their own personal experiences with him. With me, he talked about my failures as a hero and my screwed up love life. So I was with Jason recovering at Wayne Manor. He was about ready to leave when he came back into the Batcave to grab his helmet. I saw Kori out there, but I couldn't even bring myself to say hello to her. Too many emotions would come up, most of them hurt and anger. So I kept my distance. When Jason came inside the cave I talked to him, though it was more like him scolding me. You're not serious, are you? He started off with. You're not even going to say 'Hi' to her, Dick? I was perching up towards the top so all I could really do was sit and watch from where I was. I sighed, The Joker tore open some very old wounds. You understand why I can't think of being close again with... anyone? I then lept down from where I was and stood a shoulders length away, normally here I would have a stick to his throat and he would have a gun to my forehead, but these circumstances were different. Jason's face remained blank but I could tell he was judging me. Maybe I get it, he responded, But maybe I think that girl out there is more amazing than you giver her credit for. Now he was judging me, but I was also starting to think something else was behind that. Could another Robin be after the orange beauty from the stars. Don't judge me, Todd. Just promise me you'll watch over her. Then Jaosn left saying that he did every day of his life. A bit overexaggerated, but I took it knowing that he would. Then it was back to Gotham for me. Getting back to work in Gotham was as simple as slipping on the suit and putting on the mask again. I checked in with Gordan on the first night back and he let me in on something that was starting to become a problem. It turns out radical groups didn't end with The Republic of Tomorrow. Now there was a new one, Red Flag. They had drum up some trouble around town and Gordan was looking to bring a few in on some vandalism and theft charges, but they were proving to be elusive. So he asked me to take a look and see if I can pin them down. It took a few nights, but a few shake downs on some squealers and I learned that the main members of the group were part of a band and frequented a club by the name of Wasteland. The club was easy to find with some directions, but there was no way bursting in and giving everything away was going to work here. That would just scare them off and more nights of searching would ensue. So I was going to have to pull one out of Bruce's book and go in disguise. Getting in there was no problem, especially when I could just walk in with some dirt rubbed on my face , ripped jeans, and a ratty old sweatshirt especially since it hides my costume. The club was spacious and looked like it had just the right set up to suit most kinds of music. I kept to the back of the room, scouting for quick exits. The crowd began to grow, apparently this band was quite popular. I was able to keep to my spot as they all gathered and tried to move toward the stage. I waited. The lights dimmed at show time and the band began their set. It was... odd music to say the least I myself am more of a blues and rock mind of guy, but to each his own I guess. It didn't matter about the rest of the band, the lead singer had my attention right off the bat. I shoukd recognize her, I've beaten her enough times to recognize that face anywhere. That was Komand'r of Tamaran, my exes older sister. I wonder if she still remembers me? That look she gave me and those perfectly matched up lyrics made me think she did. So what was wrong with Kori then? That slipped my mind as the band finished up and she left with them to go back stage. I made my move then as some of the crowd tried to bull rush to the door into the backstage room where there would no doubt be a party. I was able to get in with the initial crowd, but the doors shut behind me as we were the only new allowed in that weren't on a list. I guess I can count myself as one of the lucky ones. I saw Blackfire move upstairs and I waited for the party to pick up before I followed her. Moving up the stairs I saw two menacing looking bouncers staring me down as I slowly climbed the stairs. What do you think you're doing homes? Asked the large black one. As I walked up I reached under my hoody and grabbed two ear buds and a small remote looking device from one of my gadget pockets and put the buds in my ear. The two stepped in and closed off my access. They then told me, You ain't gonna get through here, turn around and get back to the party. I held up the remote for them to see. The hell's that, you're iPod? One asked. No, I said calmly, It's a sonic disrupter. They looked confused, obviously not the brightest bulb in the box. I already had the frequency and amitude set so I just clicked the center button and the device activated. The two bouncers faces contorted in pain as their mouths opened to scream but nothing came out as they finally collapsed from the pain of high frequency waves hitting their eardrums. I stepped over them and opened the door to outside seeing Komand'r taking a drag from a cigarette. So, I said letting her know I was there, How much makeup does it take to hide the orange skin?