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       it  was  two  in  the  morning,  somewhere  in  a  dark  alley.  the  sound  of  the  pattering  rain  was  mostly  subdued  due  to  the  high  walls  and  raindrops  were  building  puddles  in  the  alleyway.  the  sound  of  anna  marie’s  heavy  breathing  in  her  own  ear  was  the  clearest  amongst  it  all.  she  had  chased  the  shifty  figure  for  several  blocks  until  she  finally  trapped  him  in  this  alley.  having  seen  what  he  was  capable  of  though,  probably  not  for  much  longer. 

       the  man’s  voice  was  deep,  bouncing  off  the  brick  walls.  hidden  in  dark  shadows,  she  could  barely  make  out  his  build  and  masked  face.  however,  from  chasing  him,  she  knew  he  had  to  be  a  bit  taller.  nothing  she  couldn’t  take  on  though.  especially  not  if  the  guy’s  first  instinct  was  to  run.

Sometimes fighting crime puts you in precarious situations. He's in an odd spot, a secluded spot with rain dripping down his hat and onto his shoulders. Despite the lingering rainfall, it isn't enough to wash away the remants of a recent crime. Bold, fresh red mixes with the rainwater, creating ominmous puddles and suspicious stains on his clothing. He didn't kill anyone, in fact he's trying to figure out who did. However, with him standing behind police tape and odd stains it looks like he's the culprit.

+. "...---It's a w h a t ?"

Okay, maybe he shouldn't be so surprised, considering the place he came from practically drowned in disasters left and right; day in and day out.

But Chiaki didn't have time to be thinking about giant killer robots and their anatomy -- Right now, there was a whole other issue at hand and that was making sure this monochrome individual wouldn't bleed to death.

"Never mind, I, uh -- I don't know if knowing that helps...But as long as that thing's been taken care of, I'll take it."

Carefully, he used the tools necessary to stabilize the object lodged in the patient's body -- simultaneously making sure he was staying alert for his transfer to the hospital.

"---What's your name? Or, uh -- Nickname, or 'alias' -- whatever it is that you masked heroes and vigilantes call yourselves?"

The whole area around the robotic finger was checked once, twice -- before Chiaki had the courage to pull back and start figuring how to transport him in the most ideal way possible.

"---It's not rude to ask that, is it?"

He had only run into one other hero during his career -- and that one certainly wasn't much for...talking...+

"A giant robot finger has impaled me," Rei repeats, his voice far to calm and steady for the situation at hand. He's likely still in shock. It's gonna hurt like a bitch when the adrenaline fully wears off. "The robot is now just a giant piece of scrap metal. So danger averted. Except for me..." as his voice trails off he briefly looks down at his injury before looking at Chiaki's face again.

noir's stealth is impressive, as though he was just as accustomed to slipping in and out of the shadows as he was. even bruce would be impressed. supposed there was another masked detective that wore all black, which wasn't quite as surprising as it probably should have been. perhaps its part of the reason why he's worked and gotten along with the arachnid detective, but dick liked to think they would've gotten along just fine regardless.

in the present, the killer struggles a bit, but still remains tight-lipped. there's going to be problems, or rather consequences, regardless, but that clarification was certainly not needed. dick hums a bit in thought, leaning over to basically be right up in the other's face, much more lax than noir's.

At the mention of being strug up from the ceiling by his feet, Rei can't help but emit an a amused chuckle. He does enjoy getting creative with webs, especially when the person doing something illegal and immoral deserves to be given the human Christmas ornament treatment. Arms come to cross in front of his chest, one hand tapping an idle beat against an arm as he and Nightwing corner the killer.

combining gotham1ght & wr1teroulette into one big multimuse - weekend of may 15

replies on 0pr1me & b1oodhunt (& maybe no1rwebs) - weekend of may 22

PRIORITY MUSES (the muses I wish to write the most)

Original Characters: Patchwork Jack, Hei/The Black Reaper, Riven, Zorin

Baldur's Gate: Lae'zel, Astarion

DC Characters: Pretty much the whole batfam, Harvey Dent/Two Face, Poison Ivy, Harley Quinn, Garfield Lynns

Dispatch: Robert Robertson, Prism, Golem

Marvel Characters: Moon Knight (+ Marc + Steven + Jake), Jean Grey, Gambit, Magneto

Star Wars Characters: Commander Cody, Captain Rex

Misc. fandoms and/or fandomless: Luis Serra (RE), Ada Wong (RE), more tbd.

FULL MUSE LIST & BIOS // RULES // PROMPTS // OPEN STARTERS

Rei knows that Spider-Noir isn't the most original name. Rei has never been good at naming things, and there's not a lot of cool spider related hero names left. After all, names like Black Widow are already taken. "Defintely no bias," Rei agrees with a soft laugh. Rei misses color. Miss seeing colors for what they are, not what they should be. Everything is so murky and boring now. Even neon colors look dim to him due to his forever changed eye sight. "You're the first person I've met who can relate," Rei confesses. "There's not much I can do about color but sign language... That's learnable. Do you know sign language yourself?"