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Silver and Spacebug {Gotham City}
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Sable gave Nightingale a questioning look, wondering if the coast was clear. It was nearly killing him that he couldn't talk; Who knew silence could be so...loud.



Silver arrived a few minutes later, puffing. "Police *huff* on their *puff* way."
Bruce shrugged.


((sorry for long wait, i had an appointment))

Silver smiled and took the water. "Thanks. I don't know. Joker could be behind it."

Sable shivered. That guy was weeeird. "That..would be concerning. What would the clown want with this place?"

Silver looked at Sable. "Who said it was this place? Fox was aiming the gun at you."
((I'm thinking something like the Joker has Sable's bro. What do you think?))

"I've never really messed with the Joker before, what's he playing at?" Sable mumbled, looking up.
((Yeah! Sounds good))





((aaaaah I just realized i've been spelling his name wrong :,D ))

Silver put an arm around his shoulder and brought him inside and set him on the guest bed. "Get some rest."




"Diablo." Sabel watched intently over her shoulder. The technology she possessed was far superior to his, and he was hoping she would have better luck than he. He was saddened when all that appeared on the screen was an old newspaper headline, the same one he had hanging on his wall. All it described was that a young boy was taken from his home and around ten p.m.. There were no signs of a struggle.


Fox was about to open the door but something changed his mind and he took his men out. And left.