Stephanie Brown "Batgirl"
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Post by Stephanie Brown "Batgirl" on Jan 28, 2013 20:59:23 GMT -5
(Closed Stephanie and Damian, January 9th around 5:00 am)
The third tier. It sounded so simple over cappuccinos and muffins. But the amount of crap in that cave – she was so calling the producers of hoarders when she got home. Like, for the love of all things good and deep-fried, why on earth did they need a giant penny? When she’d finally found the outfits they were way at the back, the old suits he didn't use anymore. She’d snatched up a bit of everything, just to be safe. And just to satisfy herself, she’d drawn a pink bat in lipstick on the case covering one of the older Batman suit prototypes.
Stephanie dropped the bag on the ground, looking over the assembly of vehicles. And they couldn't spare her one? Tool bags. Once you got passed the five million things trying to stop or eviscerate you, it turned out the Batcave was really bloody hard to navigate. At one point she’d ended up at the water, staring at the Batboat.
Thinking on it now, the family was really slacking on their naming. Like, seriously, all the cool crap they had that no one else did – didn't the rest of the world just assume it was owned by the Bat Family? It was like the rich head case across the water who felt the need to plaster “Stark” over everything. Batcycle, Batboat, Batmobile, Batarang, Batcave. Once she’d made her smooth getaway and proved to the testosterone club she wasn't going anywhere, they’d need to have a sit-down.
“It’s okay baby, Mommy’s here.” She called to the cycle, pushing back the cowl and picking back up the bag. She went over to the bike with a gratifying sigh, running a hand along the length of the black pod light place where she’d be sitting. It was fully encased so the driver would have to lay down and look through the glass front, passed the two massive front wheels. It needed a splash of purple to break up the black, but that would come eventually.
She touched a hand to her ear, activating the communication device as she pulled a latch, the top of the bike living up and sliding back to offer entrance. “Looking good to go, O. An hour from now, I’ll be sleeping through morning classes dreaming of all the creeps that’ll be crying tonight. How’s Alfred?”
Whether Babs could hear her or not was almost irrelevant. She tossed the gear into the bike and smirked. She could taste freedom – oh the look on the boys faces would be priceless.
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Post by Damian Wayne on Jan 28, 2013 21:23:06 GMT -5
Unlike some incompetent members of the Bat Family, Damian could navigate it just fine. Not only that, but also manage to follow her in the darkness and watch her every move. It took everything in him not to hiss in annoyance as she slipped her pink lipstick across the glass case of one of Batman's costumes. But he could sure wrinkle his nose in disgust, as she cleared out and he went to investigate it closer.
A bat symbol. How clever. If she was really clever, she wouldn't have left her tube of lipstick behind though, so he picked that up, and kept it clutched tightly in his hand. For a moment, he was actually bored when she had stopped at the dock to stare at the boat, and seriously questioned her sanity. But her intentions became very clear, when she walked down the length of vehicles deciding on a very specific cycle.
"Steph. Steph." A voice buzzed into Stephanie's ear, but it was choppy. "There's been a bit of a complication- nothing to worry about... Really." The last bit could've sounded a little uncertain, if one knew Bab's voice well enough.
"And where do you think you're going, Brown?"
The sound of a small metal clang echoed from the walls of the Batcave, as a silver tube connected with the ground, and tumbled a little until rolling to the foot of Stephanie.
"I don't think you even know how to start that." Damian criticized, raising a brow at her. He was leaning not too far from the door, against a level on the wall that opened to massive barrier to allow passage with a vehicle.
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Stephanie Brown "Batgirl"
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Post by Stephanie Brown "Batgirl" on Jan 28, 2013 21:39:14 GMT -5
The voice of Babs in her ear stirred her from her revelry and she frowned. "Define, complication."
Oh, no need. She looked at the silver tube as it tapped against her boot. Oh shi-
"And where do you think you're going, Brown?"
She turned to find Damian, close to the door she was planning to exit through and leaning on the switch she needed. That ten year old brat - of course he'd finished early.
In response to his comment she laid a hand on her hip. "Don't pretend the real reason your angry is because you like the girly bike best. And besides, I think I'm more qualified to drive it than a ten-year-old."
It could have been anyone - Dick, Alfred. But no, instead, she got the pint-sized problem.
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Post by Damian Wayne on Jan 28, 2013 21:50:49 GMT -5
"This ten year old knows how to kill a person twenty two different ways with a knife." he said, jabbing his thumb at his chest.
"Besides, you broke into my father's home, and you're attempting to steal from him now. I have every right to be angry." Damian put emphasis on the word, steal, eyeing her carefully. "I came to the conclusion that something was going on when Oracle sent us all on meager assignments. She tasked me with a couple of gang leaders, like that was any challenge." he spoke, placing his hands behind his back as he pushed off the wall and began pacing.
"So you and her are in kahoots now. I will have to warn the others that she's gone AWOL with the enemy." he stated snootily. This so called 'enemy' likely being girls. "Women and their antics." Yep. Girls.
"I'll take it you've stumbled on our Boy Wonder." Babs buzzed into her ear, voice laced with mono-tone sarcasm, but there was also a hint of amusement.
"You can't seriously think I'm going to let you leave. Well unlucky for you, Brown." He put on one hand on his hip, and raising his other arm to point at her. How very heroic.
"Game over." he said grimly.
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Stephanie Brown "Batgirl"
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Post by Stephanie Brown "Batgirl" on Jan 28, 2013 22:13:23 GMT -5
Her lip quirked at Oracle's commentary in her ear, watching Damien stalking back and forth dramatically. She was suddenly very glad she'd already stuffed her prizes inside. She leaned back on the open bike, folding her arms. "Kahoots. Okay, Boy Wonder," - it was too good a name not to use - "You caught us. I'm shaking in my Batboots. So what's your plan - call Dick and give him a good talking to about his lack of security measures?"
She frowned suddenly, straightening. "How long were you watching me? Were you like... stalking me? That's not socially acceptable you know!" She thought of the good couple minutes she'd stood in silence, head tilted as she examined the Batboat thinking about the need for new names on everything. Or how about referring to Oracle's bike a baby?
Time to clear out. She took a step to her left, moving like she was blocking him from the cycle. "This isn't yours, or Dick's, and it's owner said I could take it, so I'm not stealing it. As for the Kevlar..." she booted the lipstick back at him. "I'll trade you that - seriously, I bought it at Sephora, that was expensive. Or think of it as an investment in the good of Gotham."
Plan was assembling - royally anger Damian, or throw him off enough for him to hesitate for just an instant.
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Post by Damian Wayne on Jan 28, 2013 22:26:35 GMT -5
"HAW" there was the childish side of Damian slipping through, as he laughed openly at Stephanie. "I'd be doing you a favor if I called him!" he breathed inwardly. Perhaps he was recalling all the times a villain has had to be protected from him. His eyes were wide for a split second, as Stephanie caught on, and called him out on following him.
Busted.
"Long enough!" he said, tone dismissive, as he waved a hand at her, and then he looked down at the lipstick she had kicked back to him. With an wrinkled scowl and an outward scoff, he pointed at the lipstick, and then at Stephanie indignantly.
"Maybe you'd like to use it to defile some more of my fathers stuff!" he accused, "And don't patronize me, Brown! I'll break your face!" he threatened. A threat he could fully back up, in many cases, and has certainly done before. His 'team mates' had often scolded him for how many knives were hidden in his Robin suit. No one could see them, but they all knew they were there.
He was a stabbing kind of guy.
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Stephanie Brown "Batgirl"
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Post by Stephanie Brown "Batgirl" on Jan 28, 2013 22:48:07 GMT -5
Stephanie burst out laughing, she couldn't help it. It was the way he spat 'defile' at her. She should have been more worried about the face breaking, but it there was her ticket in.
"Alrighty kiddo, I think someone needs a time out." She waved a hand in the direction of the door back into the central chamber of the cave. "You go clean off the defilement. The adults have things to do."
She turned and vaulted over the side of the bike, splaying onto the seat. Did she know how to operate Bab's baby? Nope. But hey, how hard could it be? She flattened against the cushy seat as the lid came shooting back looking ready to decapitate her, making a mental note to luxuriate later in how well it fit her.
She moved her hands into the grips, looking around at the dashboard full of buttons. "Uhhh..."
Stephanie jabbed her finger into a green button, and her eyes swelled as the bike purred underneath her, rumbling to life. Then the display began to flash angry red, shrieking, "Intruder!"
She hit her com. "Uh, we have a problem!"
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Post by Damian Wayne on Jan 28, 2013 23:06:31 GMT -5
"Damned right there's a problem!" came the voice of Damian. Like hell he was going to let her keep communicating with her partner in crime!
Damian was done just throwing snooty chit-chat and exchanging witty and well, in Brown's case, not so witty lines. He always knew Stephanie wasn't trustworthy enough for a cowl, but obviously someone who smears lipstick can't be trusted.
The snooty Robin took to a run, snatching a fighting staff from the wall, and using to to propel himself upward, and then launch off the tension directly at Stephanie. Angled at the right direction, he'd attempt to make contact, boots connecting with her abdomen and sending them both sprawling to the ground.
Of course Damian expected to be on top, but Stephanie was a sly, tricky and deceiving woman. Who was he kidding. Girl. He'd have to be ready for anything she was prepared to dish out.
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Post by Stephanie Brown "Batgirl" on Jan 28, 2013 23:16:36 GMT -5
The unfortunate thing about her new baby thinking she was the enemy? The top coming back off. She wasn't even paying attention to it, more concerned with the flashing message reading, 'Systems Arming'.
"Heyyy, Barbara! Remember what we discussed about letting Alfred know where I was if it meant me being riddled with holes otherwise? NOW WOULD BE -"
There came the undignified 'Ouf!' as Damian collided with side, knocking her back out of the bike. She clawed at him, attempting to get a fistful of his cape. If she was going down then so was terrible-ten. She'd do her utmost to get him on the bottom, but truth was she'd lost her dignity along with her place on the bike.
"You - are - such - a - goody - two - shoes!" She'd swipe out with a hand, attempting to shove his face back after a slap. "Worst - bat - sibling - ever!"
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Post by Damian Wayne on Jan 28, 2013 23:26:21 GMT -5
"Release- The cape shrew!" he hissed haughtily at her, as they tumbled to the ground. Just as he suspected. She was trying to win the upper ground.
"Stop stop conversing with her!" he growled, and ripped at the wire to the communication device that was bare at her neck. "Ha. Ha. HA!" he laughed, triumphantly baring the mangled wires in his fist.
This proved enough of a distraction for him to lose his leverage and she managed to get the upper ground. Damian swiped an arm wildly at her hers which was supporting her body weight by planting on the ground to his right. He swiped his arm at her elbow, knocking out the pillar equivalent. "You totally stuff your costume!" he cried accusingly, clawing at her arm as she shoved at his face. He retaliated with a few more slaps and wild kicks, before taking her hand, and chomping his teeth into her hand, just below her thumb.
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Stephanie Brown "Batgirl"
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Post by Stephanie Brown "Batgirl" on Jan 28, 2013 23:39:14 GMT -5
"You just defiled my cool spy device!" She shouted as she managed to get on top of the grappling. "How is that okay?"
She grunted as he knocked her arm out, but put her forearm across as she landed on him, attempting to hit him in the neck with her falling weight. Good thing those spikes were off somewhere in the Narrows.
"You hit like a two-year-old!" She retorted, then burst into a scream as his little child fangs bit down into her hand. "You better - have rabies shots!"
She shook the appendage wildly, trying to get him off by pushing with her other hand on his forehead. "Damian let go!"
Being bitten by the homicidal love child of Bruce Wayne was a little too distracting - so much so that she didn't hear the whine of the bike arming up behind them. The boom however... of yes, she heard the boom.
The two blasts of light coming from the gun went off like cannon fire, smashing through the rock wall leading back into the cave. Stephanie blinked, staring at the crater as dust filtered down in a swirling haze.
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Post by Damian Wayne on Jan 28, 2013 23:47:21 GMT -5
He was doing fairly well, taking her hits and dealing them out. Now he had a good grip of her hand in his teeth and he wasn't letting go. Until there was a loud explosion and sparks skid down around them. He dropped his jaw, releasing her hand in the process, before glaring up at her directly.
"You are so going to get in crap for this!" he growled flatly.
"Hope you and your precious Oracle have a good story schemed up for this one!" Damian hissed angrily, grabbing her forearms and attempting to over-power her. All martial-arts skills and capabilities seemed to be thrown out the window as she wrestled on the floor like children.
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Post by Stephanie Brown "Batgirl" on Jan 28, 2013 23:58:02 GMT -5
Taking her chance she yanked her hand back, only to have her forearms grabbed. "Well if you had let me operate the bike, Tiny Tim, there wouldn't be a hole in the wall now would there?"
It occurred to her then that she had an obvious advantage - size. Size equaled at least a little more strength. So long as they kept to this slap bite kick fighting, she could use it. She deliberately flipped onto her back, grabbing her arms as well to get him on top of her. She wedged her feet under his chest then grinned. "Have you ever played rocket ship before?"
She shoved her feet as hard as she could, releasing his arms to send him flying through the gap in the wall. She rolled with the motion into a crouch, spinning round to see where he'd gotten to. Did this make her a bad person, beating on a kid?
Unless Oracle had caught enough and had the power to shut down her bike's defenses wirelessly, that bike was going no where today. And who knew how long she had before Nightwing got back. She snatched up the sack and tried to make a run for it, headed towards the lift.
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Post by Damian Wayne on Jan 29, 2013 0:58:46 GMT -5
"Played what?" he strained, but a split second before he could even finish those two words, Damian had become a rocket ship. If he hadn't been thrown into a rock cave wall that might have been somewhat enjoyable. He grunted, rubbing at his side as he forced himself up and stumbled out of a stiff hunch.
"Don't compare me to other Robins!" he complained, "Just cause you're sweet on Tim! I'm light-years past the capabilities of all the Robins before me- Just too bad I'm not Tim- could just make kissy faces at you and you'd swoon!" he hissed. His tone was surprisingly dark, for such childish words. Damian had a talent for that.
"Wouldn't be so cool then, would you?" he growled, slipping one of the many knives from somewhere hidden beneath his cape. With a quick arm, and precise arm, he hurled it at Stephanie, a soft 'whooshing' noise, until it collided with its' mark.
The bag, of materials she had looted from his fathers belongings was swept from her and pinned tightly to the wall.
"HAH."
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Post by Stephanie Brown "Batgirl" on Jan 30, 2013 14:19:45 GMT -5
Stephanie looked from her hand, to the bag, to him. Her eyes narrowed. "Oh, low blow." She faced him, reaching into her belt to pull out the collapsible staff. It extended as she stood, scowling. Then she started moving back towards him. "I'm leaving with that stuff Damien. Maybe not the Batcycle tonight, but I am getting my armor if I have to drag you kicking and screaming to time out myself."
She stopped a little ways from him, when suddenly a light flicked on in her head. Her eyes widened, and she began to smile. She raised the staff, moving it forward to poke into his chest. "So, I'm willing to trade. I met someone a few days ago - someone you'd love to get your hands on. Let me go, I'll let you take over the investigation."
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