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76,13 - Like a warped memory

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I know Dick sent out the call already, but I'm asking again, nicely. If anyone at all is willing to help these people, please. Let us know. Keep in touch. We have to work together. If you don't want to help, just... be safe.

[ Private to All Friends ]

Please check in, whenever you can, often as you can. I don't want to lose anyone here. [ Not here, not like this. ]

[ Private to Wanda ]

Look, this... this isn't my Gotham. But the layout is pretty much the same, and I still have to help these people. You're welcome to come with me or go on your own, but I have to do this. I want you to check in, at least twice a day. Noon and midnight works. If you get in trouble I want you to get to the top of Wayne Tower. If you can't get to the top, hide near the bottom. If I don't hear from you I'll check on you there. Got that?

[ooc | Please feel free to assume these messages have been received after your character has left ship, or whenever works for you! ]

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[One day, some day, he'll see the brighter side of Gotham. Today is not that day. Superboy is going to make sure today is a very bad day for the thugs who escaped from Arkham.

After taking care of a group where were ganging up on a lone police officer, he flies over to where Steph is and lands beside her.]

Where to now?

...You know what's going on wall this these new arrivals?

[someone fell overboard batgirl. There's a slight tremor in his voice I mean this is one of the bats right? He's just gonna...speak nice and be hopeful.]

West Mercy. I'm sure the hospitals are taking it hard. [ And she doesn't want anyone taking the doctors hostage or some shit like that, dammit. ]

[ Oh. Oh Hoffman. ]

May I ask who I'm talking to?

Okay, I can fly us over there. It shouldn't take too long. [Enjoying having sonic speeds again, though he won't go nearly that fast with her in tow.]

Detective Hoffman. Gotham Police. Batman's son is here and now I'm being told that there's a bunch of people who are here to help us?

[The Finally is implied but. It's been such a long time. In the background even of his audio post there's the sound of people talking and animated.]

I'll show you the way. West, obviously. [ She'll just gather up her cape, because oops it's kind of unwieldy. ]

[ Oh, Hoffman. ]

Well, some of us are. There might be some of us looking to cause more trouble. Sorry about that.

I figured as much. [Scoops her up into his arms and takes off flying.]

[ She points him in the right direction, having been there recently. It's where her mom works. ]

You watch the outside, I'll double check on the doctors?

...These're the inmates that Grayson was talking about?

[He grimaces] Look given that the rest of the country seems to have given up I'll take what I can fucking get-pardon my french.

...I'm not even sure what we can do to help you but goddamnit we'll try.

Yeah. But the rest of us will be doing our best. We've got a Super, too. [ And a bunch of people you've forgotten you've ever heard of :V ]

...There's a big group of us under my Old LT. at the 23rd. About fifty or sixty people plus the fifteen I'm trying to get across the city. We send out scouting parties, patrolmen or citizens to...collect people.

I don't...

...It's hard to tell how many of us are left beyond that big group. They...they got ahold of our radios awhile back. Found our frequency. Use it to spread disinformation.

[Sets her down on the ground once they arrive and then he kneels down. Touches the ground and his aura begins to spread across the pavement.]

Now that my powers are in full effect, I can make out everyone who is in the hospital. I can make out their positioning and their stress levels too, to see if any of them are in danger.

I'll see if I can find anyone, send them your way. Have you tried other frequencies?

[ She keeps forgetting. ]

Anything out of the ordinary? Anyone in there holding a gun? [ Having a gun is very different from holding a gun. ]

[Takes his hand off of the ground and points up to the fourth floor.]

There's a group of criminals up there, five of them, stealing supplies. It looks like they have a couple of people at gun point.

Yeah, that's not gonna fly.

[ Sorry Superboy, she takes out her Grapnel gun before even thinking about getting a lift. In through the window she goes. ]

[Blink. Blink.]

Hey!

[Takes off and lands by the window a few seconds after her.]

[There's an audio scramble. Hoffman's voice, "Just keep saying Survivors with Detective Hoffman" as may times as you have to all right?" and then some more mumbling and a child's cry. A scramble and he's back.]

...I can do that. It's just-we're in Joker territory.

[Very real palpable fear in his voice]

[ She kicks the windows in, throws a smoke bomb. Utter chaos. ]

[ Well shit. ]

I'll send everyone I can.

No don't-They're busy somewhere. There was a larger group of survivors that got moved, he might be working on them.

All I can do just...move them fast.

Help out with a version of your home town? Honey, twist my arm, I am on this. I'll check in regularly, and if you need backup just call on me.

I am gonna see if anyone needs a run partner. I'll keep my communicator online.

I'll send everyone who isn't busy then. I'm not leaving a whole squadron with the Joker.

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