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[backendbat]

Two bois, having a time here

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[backendbat]

How would you get in? It's not a full jailbreak out here, but it's still a guarded asylum.

[notthetwiceblessed]

Systems don't block orbing.

[backendbat]

I had always wondered if you needed to be able to picture a place before you orbed…

[notthetwiceblessed]

I'll show you

[And then there are white and blue lights appearing in from of him, from which Chris appears, raising an eyebrow.]

[backendbat]

[Deep in the catacombs? tunnels? beneath Arkham, Nightwing yelps softly, nearly knocking his head into a pipe.

he really should have expected that-- Chris even gave him the warning!]

Jesus, we need to put bells on you.

[notthetwiceblessed]

[There's the briefest snort]

Who are you looking for, anyway?

[backendbat]

[an exhale]

One of the inmates is trying to get out, and a couple have tried to join the party. Riddler, who is his own problem, and Scarecrow. And Killer Croc.

[so a lot of problems, and the solutions are going to be tricky]

[notthetwiceblessed]

Which explains the sewers.

[Chris nods]

Who's on this one apart from you?

[backendbat]

It's a solo gig. I didn't need any backup when I was asked to look into this.

[there's something instinctively stubborn in the set of Nightwing's jaw]

[notthetwiceblessed]

Now you've got me.

[Chris shrugs]

[backendbat]

You may have been busy or something before this. You didn't have to come all this way.

[notthetwiceblessed]

[He shrugs and walks forward]

Who's got you worried most?

[backendbat]

[there's a sigh

he can't scare Chris away, not like he could push his other allies away]

Scarecrow for the most part. He's got some nasty gas.

[notthetwiceblessed]

[Chris has thought similar about him]

Okay, so I'll keep my eyes out for him.

[backendbat]

I can do you one better.

[out of one of his trusty compartments, he offers Chris what looks similar to scuba breathing equipment-- just way smaller] Here. A rebreather should help if we smell him before we see him.

[notthetwiceblessed]

[Chris nods, taking it]

Thanks.

[A frown and:]

I wonder what made them escape together?

[backendbat]

Won't be the first time, or the last-- either they've made some other kind of deal for business or just the ends and the means.

[he jerks his chin forward towards a path on the left-- when all else fails, go left]

[notthetwiceblessed]

And do we have any reason as to why they escaped this time?

[backendbat]

That, my dear Watson, is the question-- why now? They might have something going on outside.

[notthetwiceblessed]

[There's an eyeroll - he's hardly a Watson]

Not heard anything new. Well, not in their circle.

[backendbat]

And they aren't always the most tight lipped. We'll figure it out, once better comms can be established in here. My usual channels are a bit dead right now.

[notthetwiceblessed]

[Yeah, he can understand that. He pauses and listens, just for a moment, then looks ahead]

... There's someone up there.

[backendbat]

[he perks slightly, doesn't even breathe so he can try and pinpoint]

Maybe two people. Didn't think they took any small timers with them, but..it's possible. Probably best to try and sneak.

[notthetwiceblessed]

[There's a nod, gesturing for him to lead on]

[backendbat]

[or it's possible something else is going on down here--

as they creep up on twinkle-toes silent as a mouse, it's easy to see these are none of the prisoners they're looking for. these are normal guys-- but they look frantic, like they're searching for something]