SPINNYSTICK

Waking up in some sort of an interrogation room was not part of Dick's plans for today.

He was having a normal day up until now. He woke up early, trained with Slade, ate a bit, and rested until he was given a contract to fulfill.

That's how most days went. Except, this time, when he reached the building where the target was located, and—well, he doesn't quite remember what happened after that.

There wasn't time to linger on the past when he couldn't remember it.

Dick took a breath and scanned the situation. He was cuffed to the metal table with meta-strength cuffs. The room was mostly bare, other than two cameras on opposite corners of the room, and a mirror facing Dick. It was easy enough to deduce the mirror was likely a one-sided window.

Dick looked up at the mirror, leveling his eyes just to the side of the center of it, up at where a typical adult's eye line would be. He flashed a grimace of a smile before just letting it fade to anyone who might be on the other side.

Leaning back in his chair, he put himself in a relaxed position. The best plan right now was to 'cooperate' until he could figure out a plan. So, he waited.

"WHYED YOU HAVE TO NOCK HIM OUT"

"I HAVE A JOB TO DO AND IF MEANS NOCKING OUT SLADE'S APPRENTICE THIN SO BE IT"

"OKAY BUT DON'T WE HAVE A TRUTHS WITH SLADE. WHY WOOD HE SEND HIS APPRENTICE HERE"

"I THINK THE TRUTHS MIGHT BE OFF THIN.WHAT A SHAME"

"OH NO HIS AWAKE."

"NO NO THIS IS A GOOD THING. I WELL JUST ASK HIM NICELY WHY HIS HERE AND THIN WE CAN SEND HIM ON HIS MARY WAY"

ONE OF THE LOW LEVEL CREMINALS WALKED IN THE ROOM

"ALRIGHT WHAT ARE YOU DOING ON THIS SIDE OF TOWN"

PHILI AZ MLETAPIED

ALSO LOOK HOW SPIKIE