NINJAMEME MASTERPOST 8|

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I have nothing to say here DEAL W/I.

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THE FIRST MEETING

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What's a vigilante like you doing in a place like this?

THE MORNING AFTER

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Where's the fire?

THE BIG REVEAL

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We've got to stop meeting this way. No really.

DOMESTIC VIGILANTISM

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They need a hobby.

[cowled]

[It's the first time he's taken her down into the Batcave.

It's an impressive place, all things considered. The cave is a network of nooks and crannies, boasts a gym that would make Club Med jealous. It has several floors, and numerous trophies from his rogue gallery. The Tyrannosaurus, the giant penny. The memorial cases have been broken and repaired so many times he's lost count, most recently by Damian throwing Tim through one of them, but Bruce can remember another time-- Bane. Habitually, he pauses for a brief second in front of Jason's. Nothing's changed. Jason's no longer dead, but-- this, Robin, what he stood for, it only exists now behind glass.

He carries on.]

Ask if you have any questions.

POST-FROZEN-TUNDRA

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[Murphy has never liked hospitals. They always mean one of three things. Option one, the hospital is haunted, and she's there to do damage control on one of Harry's clean-up efforts. Option two, one of her people is injured. Option three, she's down for the count herself, which is both better and worse than option two.

Right now she's thinking 'worse'.

There is one channel on the TV, and it's been broadcasting some public-access variety show for the past hour and a half. Visiting hours are just about over, and she's barely been conscious long enough for anyone to know she's capable of actually having company.

Murphy eyes the empty water glass on the table next to her bed and considers trying to break it against the television. Who knows, maybe she could take out both.]