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[drake_wayne]

[Currently engaged in a brutal fight.]

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[hellion_king]

[There's a blast of telekinesis and two of the assailants are thrown back in to a wall. And a moment later Julian lands on the ground by the the fellow hero and slams his fist in to one of the bad guys faces]

Looks like you needed some help!

[drake_wayne]

[The telekinesis was unexpected, but he quickly gets over the confusion it causes and trips the man Julian punched with his staff. Two more run up behind him, but he reacts before they can do damage, downing one with a blow to the face and knocking the other back with a quick strike to his sternum.]

Check your eyes!

[onthe_threshold]

[Watching. Wishing for popcorn.]

[hellion_king]

Aw don't be like that, Cupcake!

[Julian shouts happily when Tim trips the man. When the dude is falling back Julian slams his elbow in to the attackers sternum causing the the man to slam down in to the ground. It was actually good team work , when Tim hit one guy Julian ducked under his arm and slammed his fists in to the criminals chest, blasting him back in to a wall with his telekinesis.]

Just lending a helping hand!

[drake_wayne]

[Don't think he doesn't notice you, Matthew. Add to the fact that he keeps showing up in Gotham is starting to be a problem. If he interferes, things are not going to end well. The victims, a couple of kids, have already run off, so he's not holding back. Two go down when Red throws twin Robin discs at their faces, and another two when they get within striking distance of his staff. One tries to run for a weapon, but He gets yanked back by his Zip line and clotheslined midair.]

[drake_wayne]

I don't need your help!

[He falls to the floor as one swings at him with a broken piece of wood and launches himself back up. His boots connect with his jaw. He falls back, unconscious. A few more guys later, and they're all down. Red Robin stalks forward with nearly as much fear-inspiring presence as Batman himself.]

Who. Are. You.

[onthe_threshold]

[He doesn't interfere, for once... just watches, and once the baddies are all tied up he does the slow clap.]

Vigilante justice at its finest!

[drake_wayne]

What are you doing here, Threshold?

[onthe_threshold]

Looking at honeymoon options?

[drake_wayne]

Keep looking. You're as likely to get killed here as you are to find a good spot. What's your real reason?

[onthe_threshold]

So suspicious! Following up on some leads.

[drake_wayne]

Give me your information, then get out of Gotham.

[The last thing he needs is a meta operating in the city. People catch wind, and metas with powers start popping up on the side of the demons.]

[onthe_threshold]

How about 'fuck you, no'? Rude.

[hellion_king]

[FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT-

It was like being back in the danger room. It was nice, fighting fist to fist rather then trying to battle against demons or alien war lords or something else as equally as crazy. Julian could lose his mind in it. This was easy.

After a few minutes they were down, and julian was grinning from ear to ear as he wiped the blood off his gloves. He looked over at Red Robin and raised a brow.]

...Are you serious right now?

[Good lord, he was. Julian coughed, screwing up his most srs bsns face as he growled just as lowly.]

I'm. Hellion.

Who. Are. You?

[drake_wayne]

Dead serious. [Yeah. not amused Red Robin is not amused.] Get out of Gotham.

[drake_wayne]

You're a meta. The wrong people hear about you or your operations, things get worse for me. If you persist in being here, things will get worse for you. [Read: Batman is going to find out eventually that you're fucking around in his city. Really, he's trying to give you the easy way out.]

[onthe_threshold]

That's ridiculous. There are already metahumans in Gotham, and it's not like I'm strolling around in a cape here shouting about raising a post-human army.

[drake_wayne]

Very few compared to other criminal hot spots. Metas come in and out all the time, but the criminals that stay aren't very often metahuman. We'd like to keep it that way.

[onthe_threshold]

Racist.

[drake_wayne]

Not at all.

[onthe_threshold]

I also feel you're calling me a criminal.

[drake_wayne]

Moron, maybe.

[onthe_threshold]

Now, now. No need for name calling.

I'm here on legitimate business. You're telling me to leave because you have irrational fears about metahumans. It's ridiculous, and insulting, and it's not like you can kick me out of 'your' city anyway.

[drake_wayne]

My concerns are legitimate, considering who you know here. And even if you didn't, I've read your files, Threshold. You aren't known for subtlety, and the criminals here aren't known for sanity. You'll cause a stir if you do anything to help or hinder someone here for any prolonged amount of time. It's happened before.

[onthe_threshold]

Did you, now? Then you know I'm considered volatile, and prone to 'excessive force' via telekinesis. And yet you're still trying to boss me around when I am simply in this shithole of a city looking for information.

Which of us is the moron again?

I swear, I wrote Bartman 6 times. >_>

[drake_wayne]

I'm not playing this game, and personally, I don't care if you're here. Batman, What are you looking for? I could probably help you far more quickly that way.

[He isn't backing down, no. He will hold up Bruce's mandate. It's better to formulate a plan, which he's doing even now as Oracle patches him with recorded After Action Reports and tactical flaws in battle.]

omg now I am crylaughing at the mental image

[onthe_threshold]

I'm not playing, either. You got weird first.

[He debates blowing up the earpiece he knows is chattering away as they talk.] ...I'm looking for an old Black Ops fuck. I heard he may have holed up here for a time.

Meant to type "Batman, however, would."

[drake_wayne]

Do you have a name? [Hopefully he's not able to read what's going on beyond Tim's continued calculation of pi.]

[hellion_king]

[And Julian doesn't give a crap. He rolled his eyes, holding his hands out in front of him.]

Oh I'm sorry, I must of missed the scent of your pee. Since you must of marked the entire city if Im not allowed to be here.

[drake_wayne]

[Seriously, were people just not scared of Batman anymore?] We have. And I'm being a lot more reasonable than some of my other counterparts would be if they saw you using powers.

[hellion_king]

[Batman? Possibly. This dude was like his height. PLUS- Julian was one of the worlds strongest telekinetics. What the hell did he have to worry about?]

...Thats gross dude. Peeing on the streets. Whats wrong with you.

[And at that Julian stares, and then scowled.]

I don't care if your damn counter parts saw me using my telekinesis. Just cause you know a bunch of mutant-hating pricks it don't mean I gonna hide from them.

[drake_wayne]

[That all of the bats are freaky geniuses could be a good deterrent. And Tim and Bruce have both taken down Kryptonians on various occasions. Poison Ivy. Joker. That kind of thing. He ignores the "peeing" thing.]

We don't hate metas. It's the blowback of someone taking down people with powers. Psychos tend to up the ante when powers are involved, more people get killed. Then we have to clean up.

[hellion_king]

A) I'm not a Meta. It's mutant , get it right

[Julian says, flicking up one finger. and then the next. And if Julian let brains get in the way he'd never get anything done. ]

B) its been my experience that mutants are actually the ones saving cities from being destroyed by oh I don't know, Skrulls, killer rouge sentinels, crazy demons from hell dimensions, that sort of thing with out even getting a thank you. No instead we get more hate for saving all your asses on more then one occasion. So yeah, if you gotta push a broom around once in a while then so be it.

They up the ante anyways cause if there is no one strong enough to stop em then just take over.

I guessed

[onthe_threshold]

I might.

You're seriously not going to get off my ass?

[drake_wayne]

No. [Hey, you decided to come to his playground. And he's infinitely easier to deal with than the boss or Robin.]

[drake_wayne]

A) I've never heard of someone calling themselves "mutant" in any sort of positive light, but if you want to degrade yourself, go ahead.

B) I have no clue what any of those things you just listed off were. And no. The Justice League deals with things like that. Gotham's problems are handled by Gotham's people. We don't need someone bringing in more problems.

[onthe_threshold]

I'm looking, in a half-hearted way, for my father.

[drake_wayne]

Stephen Callahan. Prior marine. Codename: Wraparound. Assumed dead.

[onthe_threshold]

Yes.

He's far from dead, though. This may be difficult for you to understand, but I wanted to let him know he's going to be a grandfather. That's all.

I'm not here to stir up shit with lame-ass villains.

[hellion_king]

Degrade myself? That is our term, A group of people who are born with the X gene. There is nothing degrading about it!

Well then apparently your a moron who's got his head shoved so far up his own ass he doesn't realize any of the other things going on in the world. Like in New York, or California. Hell a few months back we helped saved D.C, London and Tokyo! So how about you quit commenting on shit you know nothing about.

And I don't care where I am, if I see someone getting attacked I'm going to help stop that. Cause thats what good people do. So kindly go fuck yourself, asshole.

[with_that_power]

[From the shadows comes a familiar yet simultaneously odd sight: a batarang whirling through the air, making that all too familiarsound as it does. The odd part comes when, rather than embedding in an arm, or knocking away a gun or other weapon, this batarang buries itself in a thug's Achilles heel, crippling his right leg.]

[drake_wayne]

[Tim's no stranger to thugs unintentionally injuring themselves in the heat of battle worse than intended, but it's still something that takes him off guard long enough that he receives a strong blow to the back that sends him tumbling.]

[with_that_power]

You need to be more careful. [Two more batarangs, this time a little more traditional when they knock away a lead pipe and crack a hood upside the head, respectively. The weapons' owner follows them shortly, emerging from the shadows to narrow blank eyes at Tim and the thugs still up and about.]

[drake_wayne]

I could say the same to you. [It's all the admonishment he gives as he recovers from the blow he'd received. He's quick to regain equilibrium, however, not responding to the harsh look in favor of sweeping out with his staff. One goes down with the blunt force of his weapon, and another follows not long after he lets loose with one of his discs, pinning him against a wall.]

[with_that_power]

[Batman simply arches an eyebrow. Most of the thugs are either down or running away anyway, so holding a conversation seems little trouble.]

I need to be careful? [This said with honest curiosity as the Justice Lord grabbed a thug in a lock, dislocating both of the criminal's shoulders.]

[drake_wayne]

[The last one Tim flips over an grabs into a headlock, not letting go until he passes out. He lets him drop and looks in Batman's direction.] I'm talking about likely crippling two men if they don't get medical attention. I know you're not one to hold back, Batman, but there are some things I thought were off limits.

[He jerks his head at the guy pinned to the wall.] Wanna do the honors?

[with_that_power]

You take care of it.

[A slight pause, and then...] And then you can fill me in on what's going on here ... Robin. The last time I saw you, you were fourteen.

[drake_wayne]

[That sets off every alarm in Tim's head. The guy moves and sounds like Bruce. Admittedly, the outfit's different, but how many redesigns had that gone through? Still, Tim's much older than fourteen now. He cracks the guy pinned to the wall across the jaw and collects the disc he'd thrown.

Without warning, he fires his grappling gun and zips to the roof, knowing he'll be followed.]