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.]

Comments

Late Thursday night? :3

[tinybutdeadly]

[While there's a Robin perching, there's a Toph stopping some guys from holding up a couple in an alley close by.

Funny how overconfident doodz can get when their opponent is a small girl who looks to be blind. Funnier still when she knocks the guns out of their hands with a few well-placed flying bricks and then sinks them to their necks in solid pavement.]

[slingshots]

[She'd been startled out of her perch by a shout and on her way to intercept that mugging herself, but the sight that appears around the edge of the roof of her building isn't quite the helpless victims she'd expected.

So she watches. Settles down on the edge with her arms around her knees and looks short of a tub of popcorn. And when Toph's done, after the nervous couple has fled, she can't help a grin.]

So... just gonna leave 'em, or what?

[tinybutdeadly]

[When most people would probably jump in surprise, Toph just shrugged. She'd felt that there was something living up there, so a comment wasn't entirely unexpected.]

Eh, haven't decided. Sometimes I stick them to the side of the police station, but they yelled at me for that once.

[slingshots]

Gee, wonder why.

[Still, that's... a pretty awesome visual. Muggers stuck in the building of the police station. Heh.]

Don't figure they much appreciate chipping 'em out with jackhammers.

[tinybutdeadly]

Yeah, there's that. Might as well stick 'em up here, then.

[It doesn't take long for all three of them to get attached to the wall in various somewhat embarrassing positions. Toph is nothing if not inventive.]

So, you patrolling or something?