Hadn’t he just been in... hmm. The dingy hotel felt alien to him for a fleeting moment and then it passed, and he finally rose from his chair.  Something drew him to the hotel door and he went there, opening it slowly, cautiously. Gotham City lay beyond, and even from here he could hear the screams and chaos. It never stopped, that noise, not even during the daylight hours, the curse of being this close to the Joker’s territory. 

Edward frowned, looking across the dingy skyline, and feeling somewhat grateful to be on Cobblepot’s side of things. Sure, the living expenses were drastically higher, but so was your rate of survival. 

The computer that was now pinging with an alert was not exactly a modern one, over ten years old, and one that probably hadn’t been touched in that long. The previously darkened screen was now lit up, and a basic kind of chatbox had been opened automatically when the message was received. 

“What? Now B doesn’t even trust me to do a simple breaking and entering,” Spoiler snapped as she turned around to see who was behind her.

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“You act you’re shocked to see me here,” Steph said as she slid down the back of the bones of the T-Rex she had been perched on. “What, like I’m supposed to stay home with the baby down that we have a daughter,” Steph snapped. He had hurt her and made her question everything that he had been so supportive of for the last year. “Is this why you let me go back to WE? So that I wouldn’t be tempted to put the leathers back on if I was too busy with them. Did you convince Bruce to give me that project as well?”