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Gotham's winters are bitter and merciless. The bite in the air right now could do real damage to exposed anatomy if left unprotected for more than a few minutes. Tim pulled the hood of his cape over his head to give his ears a reprieve.

Moving like a ghost, he flitted silently between shadows making no sound at all as he bounded to the neighboring rooftop. Carefully he came to the edge and peered down into the alleyway.

Gold light lit up the dirty and garbage strewn snow, the illumination spilling from an open loading dock where men hurriedly moved crates into a waiting van. The vehicle's motor was running and it's driver looked up and down the alley with nervous impatience.

Drake sized up his targets and pulled a few tools from his belt.

Date: 2012-01-19 04:21 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] krypton-or-bust.livejournal.com
"Bet you're cold." came Connor's voice over the comms.

High above the boy wonder and his alleyway tableau, Superboy was drifting amid the floating motes of ice and snow that had yet to fall to the city bellow. A coating of white had begun to settle on him as he watched the currents of air and crystallized water negotiate the thermal layer bellow.

"I'm bored, in case you were wondering."

Date: 2012-01-19 04:31 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] krypton-or-bust.livejournal.com
Letting himself free-fall until the last few moments, Superboy literally dropped into the scene. He was careful to stay aloft and touch nothing, as Tim had cautioned him earlier.

"Why are we doing this again?"

Date: 2012-01-19 04:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] krypton-or-bust.livejournal.com
It's his turn to make with the eyerolling.

"I mean, why didn't we just tip off the cops? Isn't this kinda overkill? It's just five guys and a van."

Date: 2012-01-19 04:47 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] krypton-or-bust.livejournal.com
"Untouchable list?"
From his back pocket, the referenced gloves are produced and Connor slips them on. The puzzlement in his voice growing at Robin's request.

Lifting a crate into the van with casual ease, "Why?"

Date: 2012-01-19 04:53 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] krypton-or-bust.livejournal.com
"Huh? What are we doing now? Aren't we going to rope these jerks up and leave a friendly neighborhood 'R' for the police to find?."

Date: 2012-01-19 05:00 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] krypton-or-bust.livejournal.com
Wheels turn in his head.
"So...you're punching them...in the checkbook?"

Date: 2012-01-19 05:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] krypton-or-bust.livejournal.com
Sliding into the passenger's seat, he smiles as he mulls the idea over.

"So you're Robin-Hood now huh?"

Date: 2012-01-19 05:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] krypton-or-bust.livejournal.com

"Unless they just figure out who it is messing with them and they kill us."

Date: 2012-01-19 05:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] krypton-or-bust.livejournal.com

"You realize with our luck this group of mystery gangsters is going to turn out to be like headed by Sinestro and Mongul or something right?"


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