PSL: for Babs
babsgordon
Oct. 9th, 2014 12:02 amOkay 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...
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...
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Date: 2014-10-09 06:58 pm (UTC)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.
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Date: 2014-10-10 02:49 am (UTC)The hand pulling him into the roof access point actually made the young man yelp. "Chill alright I was just making sure you were okay." He may have a costume on but like hell he was going to tell her who he was just yet, he didn't know which side she was on.
Didn't help the tight leather was giving the shorter youth something to look at and yeah his mind was scrambling not to say something totally stupid. "Though you know, you really shouldn't pull a guy so close." He gulped forcing himself to look at her face. No reason to get his ass handed to him just yet.
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Date: 2014-10-10 03:00 am (UTC)"I've heard about you. On the streets."
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Date: 2014-10-10 04:00 am (UTC)"Guess the ears help strike fear? I would have thought of it, but really would be a little creepy."
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Date: 2014-10-10 10:21 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-10-12 05:35 pm (UTC)