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[pairofaces.livejournal.com]

[Solo patrol.

Actually having some fun.]

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[threecardmonty.livejournal.com]

He's whistling Patsy Cline's Crazy and cutting through Central Park after midnight, not a care in the world and seemingly not noticing the shadows that shift from an alley and follow him in.

[pairofaces.livejournal.com]

Well, let it never be said that the woman in the cowl and catsuit isn't a fan of Patsy Cline. That's probably why she drops from the roof to follow like a calm silent shadow.

No reason to get antsy. Maybe it's an innocuous thing.

But maybe she's going to get to smash some faces in--that could be fun.

[threecardmonty.livejournal.com]

If he notices his shadows, he doesn't appear to worry at all, even when the drift into a circle and surround him.

Not even when the nervous little one pulls a knife. He just raises his hands.

"Problem, fellas?"

Because the secret needs to get out eventually

[ozymandisnark.livejournal.com]

[There's a mind on the street, distracted and curiously impenetrable, eventually belonging to a familiar blond head passing beneath a streetlight. Which has she noticed first, the mind or the man?]

For great justice!

[pairofaces.livejournal.com]

[]

[ozymandisnark.livejournal.com]

[Distracted as he is - occupied with mundane figures and calculations from recent fiscal reports - there are always the quiet sparks of ability in the people he passes, and he catches one now. But...high, not at street level.

He keeps track of the flicker for the next block and a half to confirm and yes. It's following. A mask, it must be, either hero or villain. Only one way to find out which.

Smoothly he changes course, striding down an alley between two buildings and pausing where the buildings widen into a tiny courtyard. Then he speaks, not loudly but in a neutral, cool voice.]

You're wasting your time.

I am drowning in tags. what is one more.

[umbr-ambulate.livejournal.com]

[This is clearly Leigh's cue to step out of the shadows next to her, collar of his trenchcoat pulled high and hat pulled low, smile glinting in the darkness. He lives on the cheap. Of course his 'costume' is barely a costume at all.]

How's it going tonight?

That is how we roll, yo.

[pairofaces.livejournal.com]

[] It's quiet. I think it's the good kind, even, not the 'before the storm' kind.

[umbr-ambulate.livejournal.com]

Good for the city, not so good as an excuse to hang out with you. [He hunkers down in order to lean over the parapet.] Dare still stewing? Last I saw Bel, she was hatching a plan to get him to knock it off.

I chose sleep over tagging last night. But Isobel is here now.

[moonofjupiter.livejournal.com]

[Have a fellow rooftop percher, who is raising a brow under her gold-edged black mask.]

Is the partner in crimefighting taking the night off?

A wise and judicious decision.

[pairofaces.livejournal.com]

[]

Even we need to take breaks sometimes, don't you think?

[moonofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Oh, certainly. [It's just the Dealer is a workaholic.] [Rather like someone else she knows and has very slight, very ridiculous suspicions about] [And who also wouldn't be able to fight crime currently.]

We wouldn't want to burn out. The work's too important.

[acethatstabs.livejournal.com]

She might notice a hint of movement from a nearby rooftop. There's a man (http://s3.amazonaws.com/data.tumblr.com/tumblr_lpje95uoet1qzukiyo2_1280.jpg?AWSAccessKeyId=AKIAJ6IHWSU3BX3X7X3Q&Expires=1321889418&Signature=oWmkMsfCzOZwI8yVv5F0h79b2Ys%3D) perched there, all in black of course, just waiting. When a car pulls up on the street below and someone gets out and enters the building, he'll stand slowly, the movement relaxed, and move toward the door that leads back into the building. She might also notice the glint of moonlight on the blade in one of his hands.

What she will not notice is any sense of what he's thinking.

[pairofaces.livejournal.com]

It's unusual not noticing blips of thoughts before movement. It's a good deal more dangerous, frankly. Being Darren's "trump card" came from being able to get through people's thoughts as they were thinking them. With a blind-spot like this? She's half-useless.

But only half.

The movement is enough to get her on her feet and following, silent, across to the rooftop with movement.

[acethatstabs.livejournal.com]

He'll pause, his hand on the doorknob. He didn't have any special ability that let him know when he was being watched, but still, there was a prickling on the back of his neck...

He listened to that sort of feeling, it's what kept him from tangling too often with the self-appointed "heroes" of the city. So they couldn't recognize him on sight, unlike some of their other antagonists.

But if he waits too much longer, his target will be safely ensconced and much more difficult to reach. Difficult enough to wait for another night, though is employer will be displeased.

[threecardmonty.livejournal.com]

He's whistling Patsy Cline's Crazy and cutting through Central Park after midnight, not a care in the world and seemingly not noticing the shadows that shift from an alley and follow him in.

[pairofaces.livejournal.com]

Well, let it never be said that the woman in the cowl and catsuit isn't a fan of Patsy Cline. That's probably why she drops from the roof to follow like a calm silent shadow.

No reason to get antsy. Maybe it's an innocuous thing.

But maybe she's going to get to smash some faces in--that could be fun.

Because the secret needs to get out eventually

[ozymandisnark.livejournal.com]

[There's a mind on the street, distracted and curiously impenetrable, eventually belonging to a familiar blond head passing beneath a streetlight. Which has she noticed first, the mind or the man?]

For great justice!

[pairofaces.livejournal.com]

[]

I am drowning in tags. what is one more.

[umbr-ambulate.livejournal.com]

[This is clearly Leigh's cue to step out of the shadows next to her, collar of his trenchcoat pulled high and hat pulled low, smile glinting in the darkness. He lives on the cheap. Of course his 'costume' is barely a costume at all.]

How's it going tonight?

That is how we roll, yo.

[pairofaces.livejournal.com]

[] It's quiet. I think it's the good kind, even, not the 'before the storm' kind.

I chose sleep over tagging last night. But Isobel is here now.

[moonofjupiter.livejournal.com]

[Have a fellow rooftop percher, who is raising a brow under her gold-edged black mask.]

Is the partner in crimefighting taking the night off?

A wise and judicious decision.

[pairofaces.livejournal.com]

[]

Even we need to take breaks sometimes, don't you think?

[acethatstabs.livejournal.com]

She might notice a hint of movement from a nearby rooftop. There's a man (http://s3.amazonaws.com/data.tumblr.com/tumblr_lpje95uoet1qzukiyo2_1280.jpg?AWSAccessKeyId=AKIAJ6IHWSU3BX3X7X3Q&Expires=1321889418&Signature=oWmkMsfCzOZwI8yVv5F0h79b2Ys%3D) perched there, all in black of course, just waiting. When a car pulls up on the street below and someone gets out and enters the building, he'll stand slowly, the movement relaxed, and move toward the door that leads back into the building. She might also notice the glint of moonlight on the blade in one of his hands.

What she will not notice is any sense of what he's thinking.

[pairofaces.livejournal.com]

It's unusual not noticing blips of thoughts before movement. It's a good deal more dangerous, frankly. Being Darren's "trump card" came from being able to get through people's thoughts as they were thinking them. With a blind-spot like this? She's half-useless.

But only half.

The movement is enough to get her on her feet and following, silent, across to the rooftop with movement.