Jones Sparrow

Nightwing: The New Knight(EasilyAmused and Jones Sparrow)

"What can I say, I take my vitamins." Nightwing said with a small grin on his face, his eyes examining the woman. It was hard to believe the same woman was having dinner with him a few hours ago, and seemed to be enjoying herself a lot. Now she was nothing but seriousness and sadness, as if she didn't want to do this, but had to. The more she talked, the more his body eased a bit. It was easy to see she wasn't threatening. But his concern didn't lower, and every once in a while he would glance over at Tim. A part of him started to melt when she had to catch herself from crying, especially at the certain someone he could only assume was Dick Grayson, himself. When she stopped talking, and locked eyes with him, he gave a bit of a sigh. "Miss Dent, I know this is your father, and you just found out who he truly is, but there is a lot of things the newspapers and police reports don't say about him." Nightwing began.

"He's a very dangerous man. He's suffering from multiple disorders like Multi-Personality disorder, schizophrenia, bipolar disorder--"

"The point is, Miss Dent, is that it is too dangerous for you to be close to this man, working undercover as a vigilante, and to let him try and influence you with his intentions." Nightwing said gently. "Whatever you can tell us about your father's plans will be helpful, and I promise you that you, and the person who care about will not be harmed." He didn't know if any of this would get through to her. He had a feeling that she won't be happy with this, but to be completely honest he wouldn't be happy with Abbie joining Two-Face's gang. This man was extremely dangerous, and if he found out that she was ratting him out to Nightwing or the Police, god knows what he would do to her. There was also the fact that the GCPD wouldn't know she was undercover. It could end badly in so many ways.

"Hey uh, Nightwing." Robin said, nodding towards the roof ledge. The two men walked over to the ledge, talking quietly. "She might be useful." Tim said finally. "I know its dangerous, but from what you've seen, Harvey tried very hard to protect her. Both by hiding his true identity and the warehouse incident. He's a sucker for her."

"It's not going to happen, Dent is ruthless and can turn at any moment--"

"Don't be afraid of him, Dick. I know you and him have a history but--"

"I'm NOT afraid of him." Dick whispered harshly.

"All I'm saying is that we have an opportunity to predict his moves before it happens, and it sounds like Dick Grayson will be a main target in his new plans... What do you think Bruce would do--"

"Bruce isn't here, Tim." The two glared at each other, and it annoyed Dick on how much they were similar. Tim was like the little brother he never had. Dick sighed, and the two of them turned back towards Abbie.

"What exactly do you have planned?" Robin asked cautiously, Nightwing examined the woman in white, waiting for an answer.

Robin Hood (EasilyAmused & Jones Sparrow)

"yeah yeah yeah, laugh it all up, I just never had the time." Robert said with a grin, looking out at the game. It was half true. His parents never did anything like that when he was growing up, and when he was dirt poor he was either getting really drunk, or starting his whole "Merry Men" crew. The crowd went up in an applause as the batter made the satisfying CRACK! through the stadium. Robert flew up with them, giving a large high pitched whistle, clapping with a cheer. The batter fell on second base, but got the Yankees two points on the board. Before Robert sat down he glanced back over the Governor... Even his security was getting excited about this game. So excited that they were cheering along with everyone else... Interesting.

He sat back down, taking another swig of his beer, then crossing his arms. Her comment made him look over at her with a cheeky grin, a bit of playfulness in his eyes. "Not a bad start at all." Robert agreed, looking back at the field. When she asked the same question he asked on their first unofficial not-date, he gave a small laugh and shook his head. "Bringing it old school, eh Anderson? I choose Dare. Hit me with your best shot." Robert said, the alcohol, and his nerves, starting to kick in.

Spider-Man: Childhood Friends (Jones Sparrow and EasilyAmused)

With Peter's expertise of breaking in to buildings and fighting criminals small and large, he was absolutely certain that this window was not a convenient one. The window was a narrow one to show the street at eye level. They would need a very skinny man, would have to have very powerful tools to get rid of the window and gate around it, and then would have to make sure they didn't break an ankle with the ten foot drop... With one hand still on the wall, he pulled one off and searched inside his pocket to find his small web shooter, used his teeth to put it on his wrist, and laced the window with webbing at crucial parts. If they were to break the window, the web would keep it in place, and the stuff would be like concrete. Courtesy of your Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man!

Peter climbed his way down the wall, and turned his attention to the voice of Lexi. "I would love to install some spy lasers or something in the duct, but I think placing a shelving rack in front of it with a heavy box or piece of metal in front of the duct would be good. We can easily push it out of the way." Peter replied, walking through the shelves, trying to find Lexi. He looked at all the shelves and old timey equipment. In normal circumstances he would be a bit fascinated at this kind of stuff. He was a sucker for photography and journalism after all. But when the "Devil of Hell's Kitchen" came to you and claimed that a mysterious crime lord is gonna take out your boss, you tend to stay focused... Until he saw a name that made him do a double take.

--MARY PARKER... A piece of old worn out newspaper poked out from under an old piece of printing equipment. That was his mother's name. Peter lifted the heavy piece of metal with ease, and gently pulled the newspaper out. OSCORP'S LEADING SCIENTISTS RICHARD AND MARY PARKER DIED IN PLANE CRASH. Peter didn't have many pictures of his parents, and he never saw this one. A tall man with dark and messy hair gave a grin to a slightly smaller woman showing him a piece of research on a paper. The woman had the same mischievous grin as Peter did... His parents in their natural habitat, hard at work... Peter gently touched the picture, then delicately folded the fragile paper, and stuffing it in his jacket pocket. He didn't want to bring this up to Lexi yet. He knew he said there were no more secrets between them, but there were much more important matters than an old picture of his parents.

He eventually found his girlfriend. "I think its all clear here. Good work, partner! You think we have to check the other floors? If they try an aerial assault on the building we'd be able to see it on the nearby rooftops--" He stopped abruptly, his Spider-Senses going off in the back of his head. He grabbed lexi and pulled her behind a couple machines as soon as he heard the metal door opening and a wheeled object being pulled in. He didn't know who this was, but he felt kinda embarrassed that his first thought was a bunch of assassins coming to kill Jameson in broad daylight by taking old newspaper equipment and beating him with it.

The wheel sounds got closer and closer, and he had to put his big brain into work! Two teenagers in a basement was very suspicious! Think, Parker! Peter pulled her up, wrapped his arms around Lexi, and planted a kiss on her, turning away from the sound, pretending he didn't hear it. A few seconds later he turned to see who their visitor was... and it was shockingly a....! Janitor. An older 70 year old man looking very surprised that two teenagers were here making out.

Peter gave an awkward laugh and smile, letting go of Lexi and using voiceless hand gestures to him. "I... uh, got a break and my girlfriend came to visit and we needed a quiet place to... you know... heh..." Peter said, clapping his hands together, the man didn't talk, he assumed he was too speechless. "And you clearly don't care, we'll leave, just don't tell the bosses we were down here... you know... Thanks, bud." Peter said quickly, patting the man on the chest and pulling Lexi out of the room, back to the elevator. "Sorry about that... I thought the janitor was a crazy assassin then I figured he wasn't one but an employee and they would understand some teenage lust or whatever..." Peter leaned back against the elevator wall, looking at Lexi with an apologetic smile. "yeah this is why you're usually the plan maker."

Nightwing: The New Knight(EasilyAmused and Jones Sparrow)

The night went well under the circumstances, and the weird feeling Dick was having. Abby wasn't telling him something, but then again he couldn't blame her. She has had a ton thrown at her, and has been alone for a while. But whenever she was engaged in a conversation with Dick, or looking towards him, her sadness seemed to vanish. The food was delicious as Abby promised, and they seemed to hold hands at every chance they could get. Dick mostly did to to help Abby calm down, but there was the back of his mind that enjoyed feeling her hand in his, and seeing that beautiful smile. When the food was all gone, Dick absolutely refused to let Abby pay. It was his way to pay back for the party he was invited to, and the coffees she bought so long ago. Plus, it felt like the Wayne fortune was limitless. He could pay for a nice dinner and a couple glasses of wine.

They climbed back into Dick's car, and they drove in mostly silence, which Dick was fine with. He could get his thoughts together, and try to figure out what Abby was so focused on. "It's my pleasure, Abby. Welcome back to the land of the living." He said jokingly to her thank you. Dick parked right outside of her apartment building, and the young billionaire climbed out of the car with Abby out of respect. "Goodnight, Abby. I had a great time." He said with a smile, and as she turned to walk, Dick did the same thing, walking to the driver's side door. Before he could open it he heard the blonde say "Wait." and before he could register what was happening she grabbed the front of his shirt, and their lips touched... And it felt better than what he guessed. her lips were like velvet, big and full. It had a hint of flavor, something sweet like honey. He guessed that it was her lip balm, her lipstick, or something from her dinner. Either way he enjoyed it.

She pulled away said her final goodnight, and left without looking back. Dick stood there, watching her walk into the elevator and leave his sights. Dick Grayson smoothed out the front of his shirt, his eyes still fixed on the elevator, and then climbed back into the car.

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"Hey, Barb."

"The Signal flickered just a few seconds ago. It wasn't my dad. He knows He's gone."

"I'll check it out, tell Tim--"

"He's already on his way there. Hurry, though. I don't know who we're up against."

Minutes later the Night Cycle zoomed down the street, navigating through in between cars and alleyways. If Gordon didn't activate the Bat Signal, who did? Everyone knew that Batman was gone... But people did know his allies were still around. This was an interesting way to get their attention, and it worked.

Nightwing appeared to the scene to see Tim Drake standing in front of a woman dressed in white. White suit, white shoes, white everything... Upon further inspection, Dick's heart dropped. Leaving him a bit sad that he knew something was going on with her earlier. "Miss Dent. Glad to see you made a full recovery." Nightwing said, walking up next to Robin. "What exactly do we need to talk about?"

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@Akayaofthemoon

Take your time, my friend!

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@Skai

I like that! Might wanna let @Kaalee know whats up first if you have her character handing Elyse a weapon so she can put that in her next post

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@Skai

I was thinking you could like grab a random item within the room or something like that, I'm sorry! I was kinda improvising hahaha

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Hopefully that post is good and makes sense haha, I just finished some fun math reviews and all I can see are numbers:( hahaha

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Rae's answer wasn't really the happiest news, but it did ease his nerves a bit knowing that Shasoon was showing signs of recovery... But that wouldn't matter if the antidote won't work, and there would be another casualty on the Monroe... But he had faith. He always did. His fists were clenched as he continued his path through the ship, a deep fire burning inside him, his left hand starting to twitch slightly. He wanted nothing to do with the rat people anymore, he just wanted sleep, blast the man they had captive right out of the airlock, and to get a new objective that had nothing to do with poison. But the Doctor's voice filled his ear.

It kinda annoyed Raymond on how well Rae knew him, and his possible thought process, but at the same time he enjoyed her friendship. Ever since the Doctor volunteered to join the crew, they formed a bond rather quickly. Although she had a bit of difficulty figuring out human emotions, she seemed to see that Raymond was not the psychotic killer everyone accused him of being. In return she told him a bit about her own past. After surviving so many suicide missions, and seeing so many deaths, and incredible planets and going through every situation you can think of for three years, their friendship is strong. She had the voice of reason, she didn't really let emotions take control of things like Raymond does.. It reminded him of his mother in a way.

Raymond's fist unclenched, the twitch in his hand still going strong, however. He didn't reply to Rae's comments at first, but when he did, all he said was "Copy that... and Thanks, Rae." Maybe this guy didn't really deserve to be chewed up by Addy and Elyse, but if he had the power to blow up a giant warship, chances are he wasn't a defenseless and innocent man. A metallic door slid open to where Elyse and Addy stood, cross armed and staring at the airlock door, and through the small window, a masked face stared straight at him.

"He hasn't been too much trouble?" Raymond asked Elyse who was here first, making his way towards the airlock door. "Addy, Elyse, Tango, watch our for 44." he said in a lower tone. Order 44 was a fun little Committee procedure designed especially for interstellar adventure ships that if any hostile breached the airlock, that they would lock all the doors in the section, and pop open outer airlock door, sucking everything and everyone out into space. It was a terrifying thought, but they were a suicide squad. Better they sacrifice themselves for the greater good of the Galactic Committee, right?

Raymond's face was inches from the glass to get a better look at their intruder. Robotic limbs, a very nasty sword, and a few nice weapons on him. He could easily bust this door down and kill every single one of them... But they were at an advantage. he had no idea how many crew mates were on this ship, no idea how to destroy this ship, how much firepower they had of their own, and he didn't know if the captain was a complete lunatic that wouldn't mind killing everyone on board.

There was a lot of things he could say to the man. A lot of very colorful things, but he decided against it. "Nice sword." Raymond said, a small hint of a smirk on his face, and a nod towards the weapon. "I've seen it cut through my ship like butter, and I appreciate that you haven't used it even more. Look, we've all had a very stressful few days, and I hope you understand that when people get launched out of enemy ships, we don't really greet them with open arms. How about we take this to the brig, we ask a few questions, and no one needs to get hurt." Ray said in a a somewhat calm voice, but it was obvious he wasn't too happy, yet also very sincere. He had no intention of even trying to fight this guy. He didn't have all of his gear, and he was in no shape for a fight.

"Elyse, you have an electromagnetic weapon handy? if he does anything stupid overcharge his legs. Addy, keep those airlock controls with you." Raymond didn't break eye contact with the masked man as he pressed the button, opening the inside airlock doors... He had to have some faith in not only his team mates, but also this stranger.

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@Skai

I'm working on a post as we speak! Hopefully it helps ya out!