He was alone on the teleport pad of Titan's Tower. Lights flashed all around as if some kind of Alarm had been set off. In the distance he could hear some radio traffic, but it all sounded like incoming traffic. On a teleport pad next to find was something he didn't expect to see. A gold and black Checkmate uniform, complete with mask and holsters. Having spent several months in prison he was numb to the idea of stripping off his clothes in public. He ripped the prison garb from his body and slipped on the mutant spandex of his old profession. He had lost wieght so it didn't fit perfectly, but who cared! Oracle was even considerate enough to remember he wore a Flak jacket with the uniform.
"Hello!" he called out once he was finished, "Hello! Anyone here!" He walked into the hallway, looking for anyone who could tell him why he had been called here.
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Date: 2006-11-16 04:30 am (UTC)"Hello!" he called out once he was finished, "Hello! Anyone here!" He walked into the hallway, looking for anyone who could tell him why he had been called here.