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Arlington: Dam Hooligans.
I got back to my house at 3 AM that night I crashed that couple's fun time. I didn't want to disturb Mike's rest so I kept the armor hidden behind my house. Luckily, Dianna was already sleeping when I got into bed, and miraculously enough, I didn't wake her. When I woke up in the morning, she didn't even question what time I got home. Heh, awesome wife. After I had gotten ready for work, I went over to Mike's house to return his armor, but he wasn't there, oddly enough, so I decided to hold onto it until he got back.
Work was tedious. No hostage situations, or anything. Gordon had me finishing the paper work on the Azrael case instead, while he had Foley and the others doing the fun stuff. All I could think about while I was boring myself away was the rush from the night before. I wanted it again. I needed it. Just one more time. That's all I needed. Deciding on this, I rushed through the paperwork, and made my way home as quickly as I could. I stopped in to see if Mike was home yet, which he wasn't. I ran back to my house and greeted Dianna and Johnny, telling them Mike needed my help assembling a TV. Once again, she was pretty happy I was actually interacting with people.
As the darkness fell, I found myself donning the hood once more. Upon crossing by the dam at Bill Finger River, I saw some members of the Roadkill gang mugging a worker at the dam. I was quick to respond. As soon as I was with in ten feet of them, they turned towards me and readied their "weapons" -- a crow bar, a lead pipe, and the worst damned "karate" moves I've ever seen.
As they charged me, the worker scurried in the corner by the control room. The thug with the crowbar went for the hit. As he swung the crowbar at me, I easily dodged it with minimum effort, noticing he was the thug I interrogated at Finnegan's when Robin went missing. As a follow up reaction to the dodge, I grabbed the crowbar and hit him in his face with it. This made him lose his balance, and he began to trip over the railing. As his feet went over, I dove for them, and grabbed one of his legs as he dropped his crowbar. A drop from this height would kill the guy. I just wanted to scare the shit outta him, not kill him. As I was pulling him up, the guy with the lead pipe went in for a swing as the "karate master" ran for his life. The lead pipe hit my right in my back, but the Kevlar vest reduced the pain/ However, I nearly dropped the man screaming for his life. I didn't want to resort to what I was about to do, but I saw no other way to stop this man from pestering me. I swung my heavy boot as hardly as I could right into the nut-sack of the attacker. He yelled out in agony and fell to the ground crying like a baby. I pulled the one thug up from near death, and delivered a big ol' boot to his face, knocking him out.
I turned to the worker and said, "Dam hooligans, huh?"
The guy just looked at me in bewilderment and uttered, "What the hell are you?"
"Sure as hell not Batman, if that's what you're wondering." At this, I ran off into the night and made my way home, returning the armor to Mike. He didn't mind in the slightest that I had taken it. I had a short chat with him, and went back to my house, spending some time with my wife and kid.
Alzrael (Abe) moves from #78 Gotham Zoo to #77 Bill Finger River.
Arlington: Dam Hooligans.
I got back to my house at 3 AM that night I crashed that couple's fun time. I didn't want to disturb Mike's rest so I kept the armor hidden behind my house. Luckily, Dianna was already sleeping when I got into bed, and miraculously enough, I didn't wake her. When I woke up in the morning, she didn't even question what time I got home. Heh, awesome wife. After I had gotten ready for work, I went over to Mike's house to return his armor, but he wasn't there, oddly enough, so I decided to hold onto it until he got back.
Work was tedious. No hostage situations, or anything. Gordon had me finishing the paper work on the Azrael case instead, while he had Foley and the others doing the fun stuff. All I could think about while I was boring myself away was the rush from the night before. I wanted it again. I needed it. Just one more time. That's all I needed. Deciding on this, I rushed through the paperwork, and made my way home as quickly as I could. I stopped in to see if Mike was home yet, which he wasn't. I ran back to my house and greeted Dianna and Johnny, telling them Mike needed my help assembling a TV. Once again, she was pretty happy I was actually interacting with people.
As the darkness fell, I found myself donning the hood once more. Upon crossing by the dam at Bill Finger River, I saw some members of the Roadkill gang mugging a worker at the dam. I was quick to respond. As soon as I was with in ten feet of them, they turned towards me and readied their "weapons" -- a crow bar, a lead pipe, and the worst damned "karate" moves I've ever seen.
As they charged me, the worker scurried in the corner by the control room. The thug with the crowbar went for the hit. As he swung the crowbar at me, I easily dodged it with minimum effort, noticing he was the thug I interrogated at Finnegan's when Robin went missing. As a follow up reaction to the dodge, I grabbed the crowbar and hit him in his face with it. This made him lose his balance, and he began to trip over the railing. As his feet went over, I dove for them, and grabbed one of his legs as he dropped his crowbar. A drop from this height would kill the guy. I just wanted to scare the shit outta him, not kill him. As I was pulling him up, the guy with the lead pipe went in for a swing as the "karate master" ran for his life. The lead pipe hit my right in my back, but the Kevlar vest reduced the pain/ However, I nearly dropped the man screaming for his life. I didn't want to resort to what I was about to do, but I saw no other way to stop this man from pestering me. I swung my heavy boot as hardly as I could right into the nut-sack of the attacker. He yelled out in agony and fell to the ground crying like a baby. I pulled the one thug up from near death, and delivered a big ol' boot to his face, knocking him out.
I turned to the worker and said, "Dam hooligans, huh?"
The guy just looked at me in bewilderment and uttered, "What the hell are you?"
"Sure as hell not Batman, if that's what you're wondering." At this, I ran off into the night and made my way home, returning the armor to Mike. He didn't mind in the slightest that I had taken it. I had a short chat with him, and went back to my house, spending some time with my wife and kid.
Alzrael (Abe) moves from #78 Gotham Zoo to #77 Bill Finger River.