A gift

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A messenger from Wayne Industries arrives with a small parcel for Tim. Inside he can find two things: a gift card for $200 to Pizza Palace and a note:

Tim --
Their wings are pretty decent too. Keep the nose to the grindstone with the exams. Soon as the week's out and you're free, let's go to dinner. Got a few things to discuss with you.

Make me proud.

-- Bruce

*in the Tibetan Himalayas*

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The dry mountain air crackles quietly with ozone as Nightstar and the Elongated Man, who is looking quite at home in the borrowed Batsuit, appear courtesy of JLA teleport. The available cover is sparse, and they hasten to the nearest cluster of boulders, keeping an eye out for any observers. Fortunately it is dusk in this part of the world and their arrival seems to have gone unnoticed by anything human.

Nightstar is almost supernaturally calm as she studies the landscape, trying to spot Ra's al-Ghul's fortress. "Just once I wish the bad guys didn't hide so well," she mutters under her breath. Finally she points to a dark, somewhat angular blot on the side of the mountain. "Do you see any better candidates than that?" The borrowed cowl moves back and forth in quick, quiet negation. "Me either. Guess that's where we're going now." She takes a deep breath, then slowly exhales. I love you, Ibn. I will not fail this boy who could become the man you always wanted to be.

"I'm ready."