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Welcome to Gotham (Private)

Ace crossed his arms, looking around. "Alrighty, we'll start off easy," he stated, turning his eyes back down towards the man. "Why are you here?" The man angrily grunted, trying to jerk his arm out of Sparrow's grasp once more. No response.
Ace sighed. "Well, I'm too impatient to physically get an answer out of you, so," he started, pulling a little spray bottle out of his pocket. He bent down and sprayed whatever was inside over the man's face. "That should do it," Ace chirped, putting the bottle away. "Now, I'll ask again, Mr.Stubborn, why are you here?"
The man gritted his teeth before grumbling out, "To finish your poor attempt at killing Lacy Ribeiro."

Lacy pulled her foot away as Dick tickled her toes. She spun around in the water to face her husband, grinning at him. She blew him kiss before swimming backwards at a quicker pace. The little and not so little fish calmly swam around her, only darting away when Dick got closer.

He's Such A Heart Throb, Ain't He? (Private)

Crystal looked up when she heard the sirens. She gave a low, annoyed growl. Quickly, she stepped over to IG and, as gently as she could, grabbed her hand with her non-bloody one. When she attempted to geo-leap, the space that they traveled through seemed to glitch and they ended up away from the crime scene but still close by. "God d*mn it," she cursed, peering around the corner. "You should just go, I don't want you getting in trouble." She looked down at her bloodied hand then flicked it off to the side to rid some of the blood.

Juliettee turned to face the others when they stepped out of the boom tube drop off. "The police have already found the body but Crystal and Waiola are not there," she informed them softly, crossing her arms. The only people that could see her would be Ryan, Bluebird, Crystal and Waiola, once they found the two.

He's Such A Heart Throb, Ain't He? (Private)

Crystal's head hurt but it was something she had dealt with before. Which made her worried. She suddenly frowned as she released the dead man's head and stepped. Where was she? What did she just do? She couldn't remember for a moment before everything that she had done and felt came flooding back. Her anger, that had seemingly calmed down slightly, made her let out a string of loud curses as she kicked at the dead body. She roughly rubbed the ball of her palm against her cheek, smearing blood over her tan, scarred skin.

Juliettee received the message and looked down at her phone from her paperwork. The pale angel frowned at the message. "Give me a moment," she sent in return. It did not take but a minute for to travel to where she needed to be.

Welcome to Gotham (Private)

Once the man was brought to the forest's edge, Ace casually walked over to them with his hands behind his back. He grinned, tapping his fingers against his wrist. The man in the suit attempted to struggle against Sparrow and opened his mouth to say something but the ginger cut him off. "There is no use in struggling, you're just going to regret it," he stated blandly.

Growing up on an island gave Lacy the chance to practice holding her breath. If she was meditating under water, then she could hold her breath for an hour, but if she was moving around as she was, she could only hold it up to 20 minutes at best. She swam to the bottom of the water to touch the soft sand. Fish swam around her arm, not even bothered by her presence.

He's Such A Heart Throb, Ain't He? (Private)

Crystal kept her eyes on Rick, only grinning maliciously when Waiola punched him. Her grip around his neck slowly tightened. When she was to a-okay, the scarred woman let out an low, evil chuckle. Using her free hand, she grabbed his arm and proceeded to break it in several places, wanting him to feel extreme pain before she ended him. Becoming too impatient, she gripped a fist full of his hair before smashing it into the brick wall with strong blow. "One...Two...Three..." she counted each blow under her breath and when she counted to three, the man's skull broke open to scatter blood and skull fragments over the wall. Crystal stood there, breathing heavily and angrily, her blood soaked hand still gripping Rick's hair.

Welcome to Gotham (Private)

Ace continued to watch the man walk while listening to Senna. "Actually, I'm quite positive Lacy can take care of herself on a typical day. But, seeing as she's been 'emotional' lately..." He murmured, shrugging to end his sentence. When she mentioned 'taking out the trash' because he was involved, the ginger gave a lopsided grin. "It almost sounds like you care about me," he joked. He placed his hand over his heart for dramatic effect. "Quite flattering actually."
Ace crossed his arms, tapping his fingers against his skin. His hazel eyes shifted back to the man in the black suit. "I kind of want to interrogate him," he stated under his breath. "Curious as to who sent him." He was just thinking aloud at this point.

Lacy surfaced as well, smoothing back the strands of dark hair away from her face. "It is very nice," she agreed, grinning back at him. She let out a small laugh before submerging herself again. This time, she swam underneath Dick's feet to tug on his foot before swimming as close to the bottom of the seafloor as possible.

He's Such A Heart Throb, Ain't He? (Private)

"SHUT THE F*CK UP!" Crystal screeched stomping over to him and roughly wrapping her scarred hand around his throat. She slammed his back against the wall, not necessarily hitting his head too hard. She wanted him to stay conscious for the time being. "This matter has nothing to do about who we are or what we do," she spat at him, baring her teeth in an animalistic snarl. She snapped her attention towards IG and grumbled out, her voice still sounding like a growl, "What do you want me to do to him?" Normally, where she would turn her head towards someone she cared for and her gaze would soften, her burning rage remained when she did speak towards IG. She was at the point of no return with her 'anger issues'.

Welcome to Gotham (Private)

Ace exchanged his dark sunglasses for his iconic red-lensed goggles. Once they were secured, he moved around Senna to get a good look of the guy's face. A large, devious grin spread on his lips. "Oh, he's our guy," he told the shorter girl. "My database shows that he works for people who do not particularly like Lacy as well as has been associated with people who have a grudge against me." He crossed his arms over his chest then turned to look at her. "You still think we should follow him or shall we carry on our merry way?" He questioned.

Lacy released his hand when he ran towards the water when they reached the shore. She couldn't help but smile at his laugh. She would run after him, but, alas, her much larger than average chest wouldn't allow it. Especially in a showy bikini. It would hurt like h*ll. Once she did reach the water, she dove into the water, the feeling of being surrounded by the cool water refreshing.

He's Such A Heart Throb, Ain't He? (Private)

Crystal punched him, hard, which knocked his jaw out of place. Her fists were shaking she was so angry. "You do not get to speak, swine b*stard," she snapped at him, her words dripping from venom. "You hurt someone whom I care about a lot so I'm going to make you pay." She lifted Rick above her head with one hand then threw him into the nearest, most secluded area. Specifically one with a sturdy wall. "Te voy a arrancar rama de una extremidad!" She roared, stomping over to him as her eyes glowed softly.

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Nessa giggled, bringing her bent legs closer to her chest while spinning in the air. This John Freeman human amused her greatly. At his loud suggestion of beginning their first mission, she let out her own cry of excitement and flew after the human. It had been awhile since she had fought any villains so this was going to be very fun for her.