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Ahh good to be back after a LONG Hiatus! Side note anyone out there that can make a kick ass theme?
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No Mans Land /cacciatriice/
helena barely stifled a gasp at the sight of him. she held her breath. she was instinctively forced backward when he swooped and she inwardly cursed herself for it. she stood rigid after that, tensed.
he was ALIVE, he had returned and he was here. for a moment, she once again shared understanding with all of those criminals, all of those people who were in awe, breath pulled from them when confronted with the very sight of the batman. the look on their faces when they saw HER these days, the rush, that’s what he had to been feeling as well. helena would have been relieved to see him, relieved that gotham’s bat was not dead, and that there was finally more HELP to fight against the plague of chaos and crime that had already sunk the city– but she was caught off guard, and he was being DEMANDING of her– – like he had the right to.
defence wound around her and SQUEEZED, she was taut with it. the huntress had been waiting for this moment, helena had seen it coming and yet she could have never been prepared. she never felt GOOD ENOUGH standing before him and that’s how he wanted her to feel, she was sure of it. there was even slight fear in her system then– did he know who she was ? did he know ?
TALK, he said, like she OWED him an explanation for looking out for gotham, looking out for innocent people while he was GONE. TALK. like he didn’t owe her, her and GOTHAM an explanation for his disappearance. he could not claim to be high and mighty now, he just couldn’t, not when he had left and she had been doing the best she could to honour the symbol, using it for the sake of the city. her bitterness she could taste on her own tongue, ❛ finally decided to show up ? ❜
He had a hunch based on her fighting style, but his suspicions were all but confirmed when she spoke. That voice, oh he knew it far too well.Huntress, the outspoken hot blooded and far too emotionally driven vigilante had taken his namesake in his absence. Take the symbol, remind the people of what they feared initially it made sense, but SHE was not a member of his family.
"I should have known it was you by the way you handled those gang members yesterday." He said blowing off her question entirely, he spoke in a low voice taking a step towards her, his silhouette emerging from the darkness to reveal more of his features.
"Sloppy, reckless, irresponsible. all signs of the Huntress." He uttered coldly in her direction. Several times she had vied for a position in his good graces but he had always stuck to his belief that she was far too violent and erratic to follow his lead. Though another side to his mentality hid deep within him, one he rarely let himself acknowledge.
Underneath his intimidating cowl his eyes gazed at the mirror image of Barbara Gordon, his ultimate failure, He blamed himself for what the Joker did to her, and thanks to his incompetence she would never walk again, he resolved to never let himself make the same mistake twice. He focused his attention away from his thoughts and back to the women in front of him.
"I hope you enjoyed your game of dress up, but its time to give it back. Go home --before you get yourself killed." He said in an extremely calm and matter of fact manner, almost insultingly so.
No Mans Land /cacciatriice/
One hundred days. That’s how long it had been since the events of the cataclysm had caused the United States Government to declare Gotham city a No-mans-land. One hundred days of Batman fighting as Bruce Wayne on the political trail to try and talk some sense into the Government, and plead with the American people that Gotham was not a lost cause, unfortunately his effort was one.
In Bruces absence so was the Batman, seemingly gone from the city he so loved, but it was time to change that if the Government wouldn’t fix Gotham he would do it himself. Standing a top a roof he overlooked once proud skyline. What once was majestic tall buildings, progress and hope gave way to fire, smoke and gunshots. Crime was no longer a large part of Gotham, it had become it. No no, this wasn't Gotham city and Bruce refused to address it as such. Though he had more important matters to tend to presently.
In his absence he had heard that "The Bat" had been once again terrorizing the criminals of Gotham, but who? It couldn't have been Barbara....who else could have taken up the mantle? Before making his presence known to the people of the city, he had to find out and catch her first.
Several days of tracking and monitoring her patrol areas granted him two pieces of knowledge, one was that this person shared seemingly none of his values, brutalizing several of the criminals she encountered. The second was where her nightly routine began,the building right below his perch. He had been waiting on the lithe female to arrive before showing himself and as if like clockwork she appeared.
His shrouded form jumped from is perch , his cape forming the wings he was known for, allowing him to land powerfully behind her. "Most say mimicry is the best form of flattery, I'm not most. Talk" he boomed.
Let me see
The explosion rattled the halls, the Bats vicinity to the blast shot him backwards into a nearby wall. Unfortunately some of the building received the same treatment. A piece of Jagged rebar skewered him right through the left oblique. The blast shooting it with enough force to pierce his armor.
“GAHK!” his lungs forced from his mouth when it mutilated him. His eyes gazed down to check out his situation, the only things running through his mind are the innocent people in the building that still need to be evacuated, and this was not going to stop him. Every fiber of his being screamed for him to stop as he slowly began lifting himself off of the steel reinforcement beam. his low wince and shout of agony obviously enough to alert her to his presence.
Once the Dark Knight had pulled himself from the rebar he briefly collapses forward onto his knees. The blood soaked steel showing evidence of his struggle. He took in deep, labored breaths mixed with the faint taste of blood..thats not good. It was at this moment he felt Talia’s hands touch his shoulders in an attempt to lay him back
. “Let me see” she responded. wincing in agony he pushed her hands away. His eyes glancing up at hers with steel resolve, “Grrh….not now, there are still people in the building..” he grimaced as he tried to stand, wobbly at best.
Continued //Baddcstbabe//
he placed his gloved hands on the gaping wound, he was stunned what on earth could have done this to HER? as far as he was concerned she was just as indestructable has her wit. He had to maintain a cool head in this situation however.
"you're tough, no doubt about that but apparently not invulnerable." he said as he reached back to his belt trying to think of something that could help. The only thing he could think of on the fly was his exploding gel. Though this being a bit more of an unorthodox use for it. He pulls the small canister off of his belt. "Hold still" he said as his hands with surgeon-like precision both hold the wound and gel it closed.
"Full disclosure, I normally use this substance for blowing holes in concrete." he spoke very matter of factually. "As long as I don't introduce the right magnetic frequency to it. it should double as a synthetic scab until we can get you proper medical treatment."

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She sat on the ledge of an antique shop, the wind pulling at her raven hair. Feeling a shiver, she tugged at her leather jacket. Surprisingly tonight seemed pretty uneventful. She probably could have summoned a familiar to check the streets but she needed to get out of Shadowcrest. Take a breath of fresh air and maybe spin a few rounds on her bike. Or so was her thought when a pointy-eared shadow overlapped her own.
❝ … Batman. ❞ What could he want? She hasn’t really spoken to him beyond a few words with the rare team up.. Key word on rare.
He had been following her and her new brand of vigilante justice for a few weeks now, and the more he watched the more it became blatantly obvious that he needed to speak with her. Someone who is barely an adult couldn’t handle the rough reality of this line of work, a teenage girl driven by emotion is all he saw. Someone who could very easily take things too far with her incredible power, he wasn’t just going to sit around and wait for something like that to happen. He needed to put an end to her vigilantism once and for all.
his massive shadow overtook hers, his frame standing dauntingly against the night sky. His cape flapping in the brisk Gotham air as he spoke
“We need to talk Zatanna, You’re done.”
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How I feel Batmans facial expression is 95% of the time under the cowl.

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Um, a metal version of the original 1989 Batman theme? I think yes! Powerglove you truly outdid yourselves!