(Wowzers, I love her, Ghost Spider.)
(Webster. When i read or hear the word webster, i think of Ross Webster.)
(nope, not him. Webster is her mum's last name, with her dad's last name her name is alliteration)
“Wonderful! That’s so much better than sitting around!” Lainey cheered, standing up and flipping her long hair behind her. “I have been dying to try out my new costume.”
Gotham City
Batman sighed and looked at the students who were in front of him. He didn't have any place to teach them, so he had brought them to the Batcave. The Worst Mistake ever. They had listen to whatever he had to say, but then, they got bored and had started exploring the batcave. "First things first. What do you all know so far?" Batman said, once he had gotten their attention once again.
"About what?" Callie spoke up first. "Specifics are necessary, Batman. You could be talking about anything. Books. Movies. Death. Be more specific."
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"She has a point there, Batman." Nightwing said, with a smirk. Batman groaned and glared at Nightwing, but because of the mask, no one saw. "About Crime, Fighting. . . . uh. ."
Apparently Batman hadn't thought this through. Nightwing immediately noticed and chuckled. "What about Hacking into computers, detective skills, Parkour and Tracking down people?"
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(Due to crappy interent, My responses might be an hour late.)
Joker looked at the last person which was still sitting down. "What are you waiting for? Do you want to go rob banks and stores or do you want to stay there and rot?"
Harley who had left a couple of moments ago, ran back into the room and ran to Joker.
"Mistah J! Ivy and Penguin say they want to help. Shall we let them?"
Joker looked at Harley and nodded. "Yes, we'll need as much help as possible. Tell them to meet us at the gates of Arkham City. From there, the class will decide on what bank to rob."
Rocco piped up from his seat on the Batcave’s floor. “Well, sometimes I can talk to ghosts, if that helps. Terry, uh, my spirit buddy or guide or whatever.. he helps me figure stuff out..? I’m sure I can ask him to help me with detective-y stuff.”
“I’m going to get changed!” Lainey announced, flouncing away to find her new costume and get ready for the heist. She grinned, frothy golden excitement bubbling in her stomach.
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Nightwing’s smirk turned into a grin. “Ooh, that’ll totally help!” “When you guys get a Super Natural case.” He added under his breath.
“Nightwing, you’re not helping.” Batman said, with a sigh.
“Of course I am! How dare you say I’m not helping!”
Naomi stood up from the floor. “Well, if you excuse me, I’ll go change.” Her eyes looked at Harley. “Please, try not to get our teacher mad again. I don’t want to see any of my classmates dead.” With that, she left the room with a frown.
Jay was like most of the other potential heroes in the Bat Cave, he wanted to explore. Batman wasn't providing any information or giving them basic training. But he wouldn't let them explore either. So after seeing like only two rooms, he was dragged back to the main room with the other recruits. This where he found himself laying across the floor of the Bat Cave when Batman asked for what they knew. He didn't have a chance to answer before two other people spoke. A girl asked for specifics and a guy started talking about ghost. "I agree with… uhhh… the irish girl…?" He paused with uncertainty written all over his face. "Sorry. I don't know your name."
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Batman looked at the students blankly. He honestly needed some time to think, but at the same time he didn't want to. Nightwing looked at Batman, silently telling him he could get the others to leave so he could think. Batman sighed, but nodded.
"Alright, you'll be allowed to explore this wonderful cave, while your teacher does. . well, some thinking. You have. . how much time do they have, Batman?"
"Half an hour." Batman said with a sigh. Nightwing nodded and looked at the students again. "Half an hour to explore. Once your time is up, you are expected to return to the main room."
Lainey admired her new outfit in the mirror. The mask was good; it was strong and it covered her entire face, which meant maybe she could do some field work. If no one saw her face while fighting, then they wouldn’t know who she was if they saw her in person. Not to mention her dress was super sexy. She grinned beneath the mask.
While she was busy checking out her reflection, a plan began forming in her mind. If she could figure out one of the heroes’ civilian identity, she could get them to fall in love with her and reveal all kinds of useful information. Maybe she could get captured by the villains in her regular clothing and pretend to be a damsel in distress? It could work, but that scenario might be too obvious. Lainey made a mental note to ask the others.
Rocco stood up, stumbling for a second as he regained his balance. He clearly wasn’t the sharpest tool in the shed, but he would be fine. Probably. He picked at a loose thread on his shirt, his posture odd and slumped, as if invisible hands were resting on his shoulders. Rocco glanced around the Batcave. Big. He took a few steps in one direction, changed his mind, and walked another way, his interest piqued by a different room.
"Half an hour?" Callie asked. "That's a really long time. I get that these guys are slow, but I could go to Canada and back in half an hour." She sighed. "Anyway, I guess I'll explore." She took off, leaving a flash of blue.
Jay perked up at the opportunity to continue adventuring around. This was great as he can continue exploring even if he isn't one for adventure. It was still thirty minutes to do whatever and maybe even actually learn the names of his potential team mates. Maybe not, he didn't know. He scrambled to his feet looking around as he did. What to do first was the question he was going to have to answer soon.
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Nightwing chuckled and Batman rolled his eyes. He stood up, and walked to the computer station and sat on the chair. He took a piece of paper and a pen and started writing down ideas for a lesson.
Naomi returned to the room quicker than ever before. Joker looked at her outfit and gave her a blank look. He hestiated before saying, "Don't you think that's a bit to much black?"
Namoi shrugged and waited for the other to returned.
Rocco ran his fingers through his hair, ruffling it up and smoothing it back down a couple times before exiting the room. Not looking where he was going, he bumped into Jay. “Oh- sorry, man!” He backed up a few steps before stopping. “What’s your name?”
Jay's landed on a random room. He didn't anything about nor knew if it contained anything dangerous. In this moment, he did not car and might even welcome it. What would a better way to spend half an hour then poking around at Batman's secrets. So he started approaching the room not expecting for someone to come out. He didn't react quick enough and ran into them. "Woah woah woah. I'm sorry. I didn't see you there." He apologized while stumbling a few steps back. He laughed off the stranger's apology and said, "Hey, its one's fault. No harm no foul." There was a beat of silence before it processed in Jay's mind that the stranger asked for his name. "Oh yeah! I'm Jay. You are?"
((Sorry, I was insanely busy today. What's happening?))
(Starting classes and introductions. Villains are robbing a bank and Heroes are exploring the Batcave.)
((Okay thank you sorry))
“Rocco. Good to meet you, man. I guess we’re gonna be working together or somethin’..?”Rocco yawned, stretching his arms above his head and lacing his fingers together behind his neck. “Speakin’ of- whaddya think about this place so far? Freakin’ cool, right? Batman’s a little less prepared than I woulda expected, but I guess that’s neither here nor there.” Rocco didn’t seem to be the type to ever stop talking. He laughed a bit, glancing around the Batcave. “It’s nuts, man.. it’s nuts.”
Annalise climbed in through the window, mask already askew on her face. "Terribly sorry for being late, sir. Accidentally caused a bit of traffic and then managed to get stuck. Won't happen again~" She said, hopping to the floor. "I didn't miss much, did I?"
(No problem. You should be fine.)
Jay nodded along with the words said by Rocco. He wasn't about to interrupt the man as he could be the same way. If he got overly excited, which is often, then he can ramble for what seems like hours. When Rocco took a pause, he decided to interject his own points. "Yeah yeah totally. I mean this is the Batcave. Although I haven't seen much so I don't know if I should be impressed or not. And I guess I was expecting a bit more organization from the man who spends a lot of time on the roofs in tights. Or at least that is what I hear. But either way, this place so far is really cool." Jay had stop himself from continuing as he didn't want to talk the ear off the first person he met here.
“Yeah! It’s pretty gnarly in here. Very, uh… what’s the word.. brooding? Yeah. I was about to say emo, but that doesn’t feel right.” Rocco clearly didn’t care about how much he talked. “And yeah- the tights thing? I just can’t get behind that. First of all, they’re tights. Second of all, how does he move? It’s the same with Nightwing, dude, I just don’t get it.” Rocco laughed, shrugging and shoving his hands into the pockets of his jeans.
Jay nodded in agreement. "Yeah. Emo may not be the right word for it. But I was thinking like gothic or whatever. Brooding works too though. That word definitely fits the atmosphere of this place. And tights is an entirely different topic. Like chaffing is a thing and I don't want it and they better not give me latex. The is the biggest no go of the century. I wonder less on how they move but how the tights don't rip. Like I have had worn tights before and let me tell you, quick movements give you a fifty fifty chance of it ripping. And after that everything feels uncomfortable."
“Right? That’s why I sewed my own outfit or whatever they’re called.” Rocco shook his head, leaning against the wall. “‘Nuff about that, though. What’s your thing? Like..” He gestured vaguely. “Speed? Strength? You good at fighting? What’s goin’ on with you?” He tilted his head curiously, rubbing his eyes.
Jay looked surprised at the thought of someone making their own suit. But now that he gives it more thought, it makes since. "You made your suit? Very cool. I wish I thought of that because at the moment I am suitless." He gave a wary laugh by the end of his sentence as he rubs the back of his neck. He pauses when asked about his abilities. "My thing? Well I guess it is mostly the wings that are on my back. I also got control of air and other sky events but big ones take a lot of energy so… yeah. What's your thing?"
Callie ran up to the huge penny. "This is double my size," She marveled, then sped up to the top. She was a lot higher now, and she could see all around the Batcave. She spotted the other two guys and ran up to them.
"Hiya boys. Name's Callie. What about you two?"
Jay glanced up and around at a sound of a voice while he was waiting for the response of Rocco. He spots the last recruit that he references to earlier. He smiles at her in greeting before saying. "Nice to meet you Carlie. I'm Jay. We were just discussing the Batcave and powers. Got any comments or opinions to add?"
“Oh, that’s sweet. Controllin’ air and allat. My thing, um.. I really never know how to phrase it. I can talk to ghosts and stuff like that.. I’m basically the Long Island Medium, but real. Plus I got a bit of clairvoyance, but I don’t really count that ‘cause it hits at random times and I can’t control it too well-“ Rocco shrugged, and jumped slightly when Callie came rushing up. “Uh- Rocco..?”
