if you stand and reach your arms out wide, close your eyes and try to fly

[slingshots]

WHO: Robin and YOOOOUUU. yeah. yeah, it's one of those logs.
WHERE: Anywhere in the City!
WHEN: Now? A week ago? Three days from now? WHATEVER MAN WHATEVER. At night, unless you specify otherwise!
WARNINGS: n/a
SUMMARY: Open like a ribcage during open heart surgery, baby.
FORMAT: quicklog is preferred! but if you're married to prose, i can work with it. (oh no wait there IS a warning: TAGS ARE GOING TO BE PRETTY SLOW FOR A COUPLE DAYS, I just wanted to get this thing up!)

[Carrie's gone long enough putting off pulling on the cape. She's missed enough patrols and spent long enough skulking around Terry's apartment watching old nature show programs. So for what feels like the first time in about a month, Robin's out again. Personal problems, insecurities, general guilt? She knows exactly how Bats are supposed to deal with those. Time to man up (Robin up?) and start the avoidance process!

So she could be putting to use her newest learned martial arts technique on some purse snatcher; she might be a fluttering glimpse of yellow above a streetlamp-lit street; feel eyes on you? Yeah. Could be her. Stalking. She might even be taking a quick break in a perch under the eaves of a building, if you catch her late enough into her patrol.]

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[slingshots]

[...Oh. Well, there's only one thing a disappearing act that thorough means. She'd known Robin was there, and this was the area she'd picked to -- to, what, lose the tail? Call a confrontation? Probably not to attack, considering she hadn't heard anything about red kryptonite in the area lately...

There's one more gravity-defying leap that lands her, coincidentally, atop that very water tank. It's in plain sight, yeah, but the gig's as good as up anyway. She peers around, wondering which option it'd be.]

[blondevigilante]

Looking for me?

[And there's Steph, just out of the shadows with a smile on her face as she looks up at the girl. Cute, but no Cass, plus she thought the green panties went out with Dick and Jason.]

Cliche, I know, but I can't pass up a good line. So, Girl Wonder, what brings you out here without a Bat to keep you company?

[slingshots]

[Oh, ouch. Did she really have to cut to the very heart of Carrie's issues on the first round? She ought to go back to avoiding people in this little Batclan again... But she managed not to wince, not even to react at all. If there's one thing Robin can do, it's lie. She keeps to her perch, staring down with her calm little half-smile.]

There's a shortage around, maybe you noticed. Too high a Joker-and-friends to Bat ratio.

[blondevigilante]

Tell me about it, not that I'm actually complaining.

[It takes her a moment to land next to Carrie what with having to use normal gymnastic skills instead of an awesome power. Everyone seems to have gotten the better end of this power deal in Steph's head.]

Sorry, craning the neck is a killer.

Are we scouting anything in particular or just out for some general stalking?

[slingshots]

[She watches her move with some interest (she's no Batman, of course, but who is? Short of, well, Batman), and scoots to make some room on her perch.]

Just patrol. [a shrug] Joker's back with the bars, but I figure we still got a few left somewhere out here.

[...as if she'd try and take on one of the big names herself. she's learned her lesson.]

[blondevigilante]

[The Bat was something else and thinking too hard about either of them just gave Steph a headache]

People love an opportunity to cause chaos and what better reason than in his name?

[She'd run up against his goons in the past and wasn't really looking for a repeat of the total annoyance they all caused]

Tell me, what's your read on the street? Any contacts that might have heard about the shooting of an import? Sixteen and walking alone.