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The Dark Knight: Knight of Gotham #33
Credit to this perp, he manages to make it all the way to Sunset boulevard a good ten blocks away from the Iceberg lounge before he begins to tire. Despite his great endurance he clearly indicates that he knows I'm following him. Then again looking up at the rooftops is a give away, oddly though he doesn't try to fire on my position despite still having his firearm in hand. Granted it is still jammed but there's no way he can know that's a permanent effect either way as he pauses to catch his breath Tim finally makes to my position.
"You took your time."
"Sorry the traffic was brutal."
"Right."
"Don't sound so unconvinced. We both know you and I aren't the only ones who have prowled these rooftops."
"You could of called the Batwing in if you wanted."
"What and spoil the fun? Besides I needed the exercise. Is that him then?"
"Indeed. His endurance is remarkable. He ran ten blocks before he had to catch his breath. The only other two people I've known capable of doing that are..."
"Big blue and speedy gonzalez?"
"You know he doesn't like it when you compare him to the mouse right?"
"Oh I know. Why do you think I do it?"
"Just don't say it to his face."
"Why not? He still calls Arthur fishboy doesn't he?"
"That's not the point. "
"Oh chin up I'm just trying to have some fun."
"You're that worried for her?"
I know Tim. He's never like this unless he's upset. It's his attempt to hide from the world his pain. He kept up that front up after his father left for three weeks before he finally opened up to me about it. Unfortunately that's just how he was raised. Jack always had issues of some sort so Tim always kept his feelings buried, not wanting to add to his problems. I'd hoped Tim had managed to get it out of his system but it appears to have made a reappearance. Perhaps it has something to do with his father being back on the scene though I can't be sure. Or he cares for Stephanie even more than Alfred suspected.
"I'm always worried about her."
"We'll find her Tim. Once this is all over you and I will find Stephanie. She'll be alright, I promise."
"Thanks Bruce. It means a lot."
"How's your father?"
"Oh you know same old same old. Busy. But it keeps him out of trouble so that's good I guess."
"How's the excavation going?"
"Good. He thinks they're on to something major. Apparently one of his men stumbled across an underground labyrinth."
"Huh."
"Something up?"
"No just thinking back to an old fairy tale my father used to tell me about a labyrinth buried beneath Gotham."
"You wondering if it's true?"
"Or course not. There's a reason it's a fairy tale."
As I say those last few words the mercenary prepares to move on. Unfortunately for him both and I spot it immediately.
"Do you want to take this one?"
"I suppose considering our roles it should be me that does it."
"After you."
With that I leap off the rooftop and glide towards the mercenary with Tim close behind. As I come closer Tim calls out to him as I reposition myself to deliver a kick to his torso.
"Oi beardo!"
With that he turns around just in time to see my feet connect with his chest and send him flying back. As I scramble back onto my feet Tim glides past me and quickly places the mercenary into a submission hold. At first the commander tries to resist until I intervene by pinning him under my boot. Perhaps I forced down with a bit too much force as I hear a groan as my boot connects with his back. With the mercenary pinned Tim takes the moment kick away his gun as I call in the bat mobile. For some reason people always feel more obliged to talk when they've got the sports car equivalent of a tank in front of them.
"Release me Diablo!"
"Ooft don't call him Diablo that might make him happy, and trust me you wouldn't like when he's happy."
"Liberarme que poca mierda!"
"You kiss your mother with that mouth?"
"You don't even know what I'm saying do you cabron?"
He says that last word and I kick him in his face.
"Mierda!"
"Yo entiendes tú escoria. Now you're gonna answer our questions, or I'm going to have some fun."
"Oh boy I'd hate to be you right now."
The Dark Knight: Knight of Gotham #33
Credit to this perp, he manages to make it all the way to Sunset boulevard a good ten blocks away from the Iceberg lounge before he begins to tire. Despite his great endurance he clearly indicates that he knows I'm following him. Then again looking up at the rooftops is a give away, oddly though he doesn't try to fire on my position despite still having his firearm in hand. Granted it is still jammed but there's no way he can know that's a permanent effect either way as he pauses to catch his breath Tim finally makes to my position.
"You took your time."
"Sorry the traffic was brutal."
"Right."
"Don't sound so unconvinced. We both know you and I aren't the only ones who have prowled these rooftops."
"You could of called the Batwing in if you wanted."
"What and spoil the fun? Besides I needed the exercise. Is that him then?"
"Indeed. His endurance is remarkable. He ran ten blocks before he had to catch his breath. The only other two people I've known capable of doing that are..."
"Big blue and speedy gonzalez?"
"You know he doesn't like it when you compare him to the mouse right?"
"Oh I know. Why do you think I do it?"
"Just don't say it to his face."
"Why not? He still calls Arthur fishboy doesn't he?"
"That's not the point. "
"Oh chin up I'm just trying to have some fun."
"You're that worried for her?"
I know Tim. He's never like this unless he's upset. It's his attempt to hide from the world his pain. He kept up that front up after his father left for three weeks before he finally opened up to me about it. Unfortunately that's just how he was raised. Jack always had issues of some sort so Tim always kept his feelings buried, not wanting to add to his problems. I'd hoped Tim had managed to get it out of his system but it appears to have made a reappearance. Perhaps it has something to do with his father being back on the scene though I can't be sure. Or he cares for Stephanie even more than Alfred suspected.
"I'm always worried about her."
"We'll find her Tim. Once this is all over you and I will find Stephanie. She'll be alright, I promise."
"Thanks Bruce. It means a lot."
"How's your father?"
"Oh you know same old same old. Busy. But it keeps him out of trouble so that's good I guess."
"How's the excavation going?"
"Good. He thinks they're on to something major. Apparently one of his men stumbled across an underground labyrinth."
"Huh."
"Something up?"
"No just thinking back to an old fairy tale my father used to tell me about a labyrinth buried beneath Gotham."
"You wondering if it's true?"
"Or course not. There's a reason it's a fairy tale."
As I say those last few words the mercenary prepares to move on. Unfortunately for him both and I spot it immediately.
"Do you want to take this one?"
"I suppose considering our roles it should be me that does it."
"After you."
With that I leap off the rooftop and glide towards the mercenary with Tim close behind. As I come closer Tim calls out to him as I reposition myself to deliver a kick to his torso.
"Oi beardo!"
With that he turns around just in time to see my feet connect with his chest and send him flying back. As I scramble back onto my feet Tim glides past me and quickly places the mercenary into a submission hold. At first the commander tries to resist until I intervene by pinning him under my boot. Perhaps I forced down with a bit too much force as I hear a groan as my boot connects with his back. With the mercenary pinned Tim takes the moment kick away his gun as I call in the bat mobile. For some reason people always feel more obliged to talk when they've got the sports car equivalent of a tank in front of them.
"Release me Diablo!"
"Ooft don't call him Diablo that might make him happy, and trust me you wouldn't like when he's happy."
"Liberarme que poca mierda!"
"You kiss your mother with that mouth?"
"You don't even know what I'm saying do you cabron?"
He says that last word and I kick him in his face.
"Mierda!"
"Yo entiendes tú escoria. Now you're gonna answer our questions, or I'm going to have some fun."
"Oh boy I'd hate to be you right now."