Robin glanced back to make sure William was following behind as he entered the security code to the tower. "Here we are, we'll need to enter you into the system, and set up your room."
The thief of hearts (as Trick Master refers to himself) slide down a cable, heading towards a Capre di Empere penthouse. Now he heard a rumor, a tale of a precious harlequin mask being displayed there.Certainly those gillies know not the value of a pretty mask! It is to be worn, and not to stared at while navel-gazing. The dandily dressed young man carefully moved to disable the alarms before slipping into the hotel to ransack the place.
Kir stood at the edge of the docks, staring out at the water. The moon was high and full, giving plenty of light to the electromancer. "Tonight, I start anew. No more hiding in fear, no more. I will not leat fear run my life. I am free of him and I will live my life the way I chose." The girl stood, holding what appeared to be hair in her hand. It was her own hair. She had kept alot of what was cut when she got a rather drastic haircut earlier in the afternoon. Her hair had once gone to her waist, now it was cut short, in a boy's cut that looked rather good on her. Her bangs were still a mess (Think Quatre Winner from Gundam Wing...for those who know Gundam Wing), but she didn't mind. After saying her little speech, she pulled back her arm and threw the hair into the water, watching it sink. She had tied a rather nice sized rock to it and had made sure that none of the hair would float back up, at least, not alot of it. She knew it was probably bad for any fish in the water, but she didn't care. She was starting a new life, away from the influence of her father.
William Roberts, not for the first time, wondered what he’d gotten himself into. After doing a bit of hero work (some of which had been almost accidental) it had been suggested he go see the Teen Titans to hone his abilities. His mother had even agreed, after all being half human he was ahead of schedule on his powers and exercising them could only be a good thing. She seemed to think that because the Titans were still young their ‘crime fighting’ wouldn’t be as dangerous. He wasn’t so sure that was true. Stepping off the bus he looked around a little blankly, he was from a rural area, not quite back woods but not Metropolis either, and he was a little hesitant on going out of his comfort zone. Forget ‘a little hesitant’ if the caped and tighted wonders hadn’t been so insistent he’d still be at home preparing for a summer of swimming and doing the occasional hero bit on the side. He had emergency money for a ticket back home if he was rejected. He almost hoped he’d be using it.Stepping into the terminal he pushed a strand of black hair behind his ear and hefted his duffle bag over a shoulder. His book bag, with laptop, was already on his shoulders. Will was dressed for comfort in jeans and an old black long sleeved tee-shirt with his ever present boots. His ‘costume’, such as it was, was on under his clothes. Batman had suggested he start wearing a mask, the only time he tried that he’d looked like he was playing at being a ninja turtle and he told the Dark Avenger so. He’d been told to speak with Robin when he met him. Hopefully Robin was a little easier to approach. Squaring his shoulders William stepped out into the streets. Titans Tower shouldn’t be that hard to find...
Robin sipped coffee from his red Robin mug as he glanced about the den, which was cleaned for once, and then to the paper that was folded on his table in such a way to expose the crossword. The teenager had recieved a message from the Big Leaguers about their organization.Can't Batman tell them that the Titans are mine to run? The boy wonder thought bitterly as he tapped his gloved hands on the table in agitation. blue eyes glanced up to the door. Nothing yet, then down to the table - the newspaper hasn't moved yet. Neither has the pencil.They're late, and this is important! The dark haired teen crouched over his mug.
The Shield and Sword was a bar and restaurant, though after 9pm, minors were strictly not allowed inside. Unless, of course, they had a reasonably good fake ID and were amongst the proprietor's regular cleintele. Such was the case with Ignition. The young girl had a fake ID identifying her as being 22 years old, and had established herself as a reputable courier - the fastest in small transport. She fit right in with the regulars at Max's bar - run by a gruff almost 60 year old ex-mercenary, its regular clientele had a rather high proportion of mercenaries amongst it. The Shield and Sword was a place where one could come in and talk about work without getting into incriminating details, and yet, people would still understand roughly what you were talking about. It was also a place where the large tank of a barkeep would let his regulars conduct business meetings.Ignition was sitting in a booth with a few of her friendly acquaintances when a man in a suit and sunglasses (despite the fact that it was indoors) came inside. "I'm looking for Ignition," he said to Max, seemingly unaware that she was sitting within earshot.
Kir streached out as she left the Jump City Public Library. She had spent most of the day there and now, well, it was almost dark. She didn't have any books with her, she had spent most of the day asleep in one of the chairs, trying to read. The librarians had been nice to her since they had followed the story in the papers and knew what she had gone through, but they had to kick her out when it was time to close up. It was still kind of early, the sun was just now starting to set and Kir had nothing better to do. Not really wanting to deal with others, Kir ducked down into an ally, creating a small ball of light to help her see through the darkness that was starting to appear. "Now lets hope I don't get lost..." She wanted to find her way to the docks and sit, watching the water, and since she hadn't been out and about for too long, she just didn't want to get lost.
A blue and red form streaked through the clear, almost cloudless skies of Jump City. The wind whipped around him, tugging on his leather jacket, and blowing through his black, spikey hair."Wooohooo!" Kon-El alias Superboy whooped as he twirled, and somersaulted in the air. Heck, if he's going to have to be stayin' in Jump to play team-tag, they better get a feel for what he can do! "Hmm..." He seemed to skid to a stop as he hovered over the bay. "Aaah, hot girls, this shouldn't be too bad." Superboy commented to himself as he hovered down, landing on the streets below.