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Post by Arthur Brown on Aug 16, 2013 4:56:44 GMT
Carlo and Rico tried, but missed, tumbling to the ground almost comically.
Arthur grabbed his daughter's arms, twisting one behind her back into a chicken wing. "You know him?" He asked in a whisper, pulling her close.
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Post by Stephanie Brown on Aug 16, 2013 14:56:52 GMT
"He's a friend" she said, glaring directly into her father's eyes. "I wouldn't have even brought X up if I knew who he was!"
She glanced back at Terry, knowing that this was her fault. And so, partially in penance, she said "I'm not moving." She held up her staff. "You're going to have to go through me."
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Post by Roman Sionis on Aug 16, 2013 14:59:10 GMT
Roman leveled his gun at Terry's face, "I guess your friend is dead, brat," he told Stephanie.
Something flew in and knocked the gun out of Roman's hand. He grabbed at his hand, feeling it bleeding. Two of his men went down quickly, and he heard gunshots which went nowhere.
"What is this?" he hissed, looking around.
"Me," the Batman said, dropping down in front of him.
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Post by Stephanie Brown on Aug 16, 2013 15:11:30 GMT
"Batman?!" Stephanie said, confused and relieved.
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Post by Roman Sionis on Aug 16, 2013 15:17:57 GMT
"Go!" Batman roared at the two young vigilantes, throwing a Batarang at Arthur for Stephanie's sake.
Black Mask drew his other gun and didn't say a word. He shot once, striking Batman in the chest twice, and then in the gut. Bruce collapsed to his knees, blood running out his wounds.
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Post by Arthur Brown on Aug 16, 2013 15:23:22 GMT
Arthur let go of Stephanie, stepping back to dodge the batarang. He turned his own gun at Batman, watching him.
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Post by Stephanie Brown on Aug 16, 2013 15:31:03 GMT
Stephanie grabbed Terry by the arm, ready to drag him out. "Come on!"
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Post by Terry McGinnis on Aug 16, 2013 15:34:57 GMT
Terry took her help and moved for the window, breaking through it and going straight down.
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Post by Stephanie Brown on Aug 16, 2013 15:44:08 GMT
Stephanie rushed out the window, the staff in hand. She she was ready for anything after what had just happened.
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Post by Terry McGinnis on Aug 16, 2013 15:44:57 GMT
Terry hit the ground painfully, taking a few seconds to get back up.
"We have to go. Now," he told her.
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Post by Stephanie Brown on Aug 16, 2013 16:06:02 GMT
"Agreed" Stephanie said, having fell a lot least than gracefully. She half walked half dragged Terry away from the building, trying to get somewhere safe.
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Post by Terry McGinnis on Aug 16, 2013 16:06:45 GMT
He used her support and kept going. He wanted to do something, but they couldn't. He heard gunshots and looked back, fearing for Batman.
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Post by Stephanie Brown on Aug 16, 2013 16:13:51 GMT
"How bad are you hurt?" Stephanie asked. She knew his legs were injured, but she wasn't sure what Black Mask did to him, if anything. She stopped and ducked behind a bus stop so that Terry could rest.
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Post by Terry McGinnis on Aug 16, 2013 16:14:52 GMT
"My legs from earlier, my face from having my mask shot off, and my back from that landing," he told her, stopping to rest, "Just need to get far enough away..."
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Post by Stephanie Brown on Aug 16, 2013 16:17:46 GMT
"How much farther can you go" Stephanie asked. She stood somewhat over him, ready to guard him if needed.
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