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Oct. 9th, 2014 12:02 am
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Okay so doing patrol around the college campus when he should be studying for midterms, probably not the best use of his time, but then again Dick Grayson needed fresh air because really, the criminal law texts he had been trying to read were starting to look like his English lit paper.  A few hours out shouldn't really be that big a deal, right?  His grades were up so he could handle a few mistakes on the test.

He was halfway across campus, sticking to the rooftops easily hiding in the shadows when he noticed there was someone else there... Was that outfit with bat ears?  The bat wasn't around, hadn't been since before he went into the system... what is one doing roaming campus?

Okay better yet?  Who's the asshole that is following them.  Dick moved across the roof of the social sciences building keeping them in sight.  That's one thing he had learned early on when he took up a costume in Gotham.  The people didn't care for them that much, no thanks to the thugs and criminals that had pretty much run the place before he was put in the orphanage after his parents were murdered.

He shook the thought out of his head, he didn't need to think of them right now.  Instead he needed to make sure the 'kid' in the costume didn't get themselves killed.  He was guessing that they had to be a teen or a young woman because of the build.  More likely a woman with those boots...

Date: 2014-10-09 06:58 pm (UTC)
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The boots were pretty stellar. It was amazing how one city could house so many 'fashion forward' individuals who liked to hide their identity.

The figure ahead of him moved at a stead pace - until he/she was *gone*. Poof. There were limited access points from the roof - over the edge or through a access door. Either she was one hell of a gymnist or she took the stairs...but as soon as he opened the doorenough for a body to slip through a hand darted out and yanked him in, the tiny stairwell doing more to negate his stregnth and size than anything else as she took advantage to pin him to a corner. "Who are you and why are you following me???"

At least she didnt swing at him. Yet. It was definately a woman, the leather jacket wasnt doing much to hide the swell of breasts, but the way she moved...this wasnt her first rodeo.

Date: 2014-10-10 03:00 am (UTC)
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Her own light blue eyes were startling behind the cowl and they flashed in surprise, widening when it became clear he was her age and wasn't....well....whatever she was expecting. She quickly let go of him and backed away, putting a few feet between them to take him in from head to toe.

"I've heard about you. On the streets."

Date: 2014-10-10 10:21 pm (UTC)
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Her eyes narrowed again, trying to figure out if he was trying to be cute (and failing) or being a jerk and succeeding and she planted her fists on her hips, "We can't all be *so* intimidating at 5'5, some of us need a little help." Okay so he wasn't 5'5 but there was some baggage that went with that "guy" comment, if he only knew.

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