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Post by alicemalice on May 13, 2012 21:28:50 GMT -5
Dark Claw was busy doing something "only he could do" or whatever, so Sparrow was given the opportunity to patrol. He was only a radio call away, so she was feeling confident. She suited up in her normal Sparrow attire, the Pink goggles, red and green outfit with the black and yellow cape.
She was crouched at the corner of a building, watching a problem area in New Gotham where they had found an increase in drug sales. Sparrow adjusted her goggles to scan the area, "C'monnnn New Gotham. Give me something that isn't a clown."
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Post by tc2011 on May 20, 2012 2:57:47 GMT -5
There was a thud behind her, "I'm not a clown, sweet cheeks" Daken smiled walking up to Sparrow's perch on the roof and leans up against the roof access door and smirking at her. "Where's dad?"
Beneath his red lenses Daken's eyes trace her form, fit and agile as always. He short winged bat mask moving slightly in the wind. "Top secret something or other?" he scoffs scanning the cities scent. Though he hated to admit it he had gotten accustomed to fight crime often then he caused it.
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Post by alicemalice on May 20, 2012 23:14:11 GMT -5
Sparrow had heard him approach, but far later than she would have preferred. He was quiet, like Dark Claw...but not as quiet. But something about him....masked her senses. She didn't like that. Sparrow kept her eyes on the scene as she spoke with Daken, "Leave him a voice mail if you want to know."
She saw a trashcan knock over, she zoomed in her goggles. It was a cat. Sparrow sighed, wondering if this lead was going nowhere, "He's doing stuff. I'm not at liberty to say where he is."
Sparrow looked over her shoulder, trusting to take her eyes away from her target as she examined him. Dark Claw said he wasn't to be trusted, she did in fact not trust him but something about him was...enticing. Thankfully her training told her to rise above....but still. As much as Sparrow was a good soldier, Jubilee liked to have fun, "So then tall dark and mysterious...who could technically be called my brother, what do you want?"
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Post by tc2011 on May 21, 2012 21:57:49 GMT -5
"You're adopted, Lee, and I was a secret,so tit for tat, as its said" Daken shrugged, "To fight, make you trust me at least a little" he taps his nose, "Apprehension, like Diet Fear"
He smiled, "To have a face in this city that doesn't want to rip mine off" He chuckled slightly. "I may have a room at the big house and passage into the Burrow, but DarkClaw still finds my existence offensive"
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Post by alicemalice on May 22, 2012 14:30:25 GMT -5
"It's Sparrow on the field, ya know." Sparrow turned back to her surveillance, just for the off chance that something happened while her eyes were away. All she spotted was a cat chewing through some foul garbage. She sighed, "Dude, he didn't even know you existed until just recently! And the old man doesn't trust easily, period. You've gotta earn it! Same goes with me."
She huffed and stood, "I think this is a dead lead. I've been here every night for the past week!"
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Post by tc2011 on May 22, 2012 22:28:26 GMT -5
"Sorry, Sparrow" Daken rolled his eyes at the code name she had been stuck with. He scanned the area. "Drugs?, doubt they stuck around for very long, smells like heavy stuff, kind you don't stay in one spot for"
He cracked his knuckles and scans the air, "Got any other leads? Kinda bored" He smirks stretching as he stands releasing a quick blast of pheromones for the hell of it.
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Post by alicemalice on May 26, 2012 23:52:56 GMT -5
Sparrow chuckled to herself as she stood, and rubbed at her shoulder. She didn't realize how long she was in position, her body had become stiff. Sparrow remarked, "Actually I prefer Death Urge Overdrive, but thems the breaks."
She turned around to face Daken, "No, there hasn't been a lot of leads hence why I was stuck here. Do you think you could follow your nose, wherever it goes? It always knows!"
Sparrow laughed to herself, "Dark Claw hates it when I say that."
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Post by tc2011 on May 29, 2012 18:02:48 GMT -5
Daken rolls his eyes, "I can imagine, It's not his speed, jokes" He licks his lips and sniffs, the air for a moment, "North" he takes off running jumping across the alley toward the source.
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Post by alicemalice on Jun 3, 2012 20:15:59 GMT -5
Sparrow kept up behind him, this guy was just as fast as Dark Claw...and with a considerably nicer butt. She shook her head as she increased in speed, and leaped over a fire escape. Mission first, hormones later.
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Post by tc2011 on Jun 4, 2012 14:59:18 GMT -5
Daken dropped into the alley and sniffed the air, "There" he points to a door in an alley. As he stands up, he turns his head and looks at her with a smirk, "Just ask next time you wanna look, I'll get in a better light"
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Post by alicemalice on Jun 10, 2012 13:21:13 GMT -5
. o O ( CRAP. He's a telepath too?! No. The old man would have told me that...right? Yes.)
Sparrow shrugged and leaped off of her perch, and looked down towards the location he was pointing to. She chose to ignore his remark, but her light blush was noticeable. Sparrow placed her hands on her hips, "Alright Mr. Mohawk, what's the plan gonna be?"
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Post by tc2011 on Jun 10, 2012 16:18:24 GMT -5
Daken shrugs, "I like the rush in and murder tactic, but," He leans against the wall, "I've been told that's bad thing, right?"
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Post by alicemalice on Jun 17, 2012 23:15:27 GMT -5
Sparrow stepped up to Daken, and placed her forefinger hard against his chest. She made sure to push aside the thought that he smelled good, like fresh chilli fries, and a Yankee candle shop. Her right eyelid twitched just slightly. She had a crush on this boy, that was certain. But she didn't want anyone to know, Dark Claw at the very least. She grabbed his collar to attempt to maintain the dominance of the situation, "Listen dude. We don't kill in this mission, ever. Got it? So don't joke about it. I need the help, but I'm not desperate for it. Either you are in or out."
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Post by tc2011 on Jun 18, 2012 13:06:08 GMT -5
"Easy firecracker, I've been an assassin my whole life, killing isn't a big del for me, but, the most important lesson in the League? Is learning when not to kill as much as it is when to kill" He allowed the smirk bubbling up to spread across his face. He was impressed and amused by her spunky attitude. "You've got spark, its good to now that they still make cute tough ones"
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Post by alicemalice on Jun 24, 2012 20:59:38 GMT -5
Sparrow let out a giggle and placed a hand on her hip. She would certainly describe herself as cute but tough. With a laugh, she said, "Well then tell you what Mr. Master Assassin. If this goes successfully, including you not killing anyone, we'll go out and grab some food."
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Post by tc2011 on Jun 24, 2012 22:02:01 GMT -5
Daken gave a small smirk and a bow, "Tweety, that is the best proposal I have heard since I got to this damn city" He lets his claws slide back into his arms, "You're on"
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Post by alicemalice on Jul 2, 2012 20:38:10 GMT -5
(Hrm. This thread has been spread out super long. How about a quick montage post to take care of the deed.)
Sparrow actually giggled like the young schoolgirl she actually was but quickly tensed up, Dark Claw was an uber-tough bad so she was going to be to. She raised her fist, "Alright. Let's do this shit. I'll bust in and draw all the attention, you be all sneaky Mr. Asassin."
She ran towards the door to the shady place the said drug dealers were holed up and busted down the door, applying the force in the right spot to break the hinges. It fell down with a loud thud. She held her hands in the air, "Ladies and gentlemen...or make that just seedy looking gentlemen put your hands together for Sparrow....so I can cuff 'em!"
The seedy individuals were clearly not interested in fighting that day, so they all stormed her knives and guns in hand (They also made many unpleasant threats that are not appropriate for a PG-13 board!)
But Sparrow did have the agility of a world-class gymnast, and excellent training from Dark Claw. We would duck out of the way just in time, and threw a well times claw-a-rang to take out the lights. The night vision in her pink goggles came in handy.
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Post by tc2011 on Jul 3, 2012 14:56:48 GMT -5
Daken charged in after Sparrow to absorb most of the fire from the thugs he released a fear pheromone as he got close.
He leaped up on the table and let out a primal howl, his red eyed lenses glowing in the darkness. He snarled before leaping to action, spearing one of the men through a pile of boxes with a smirk on his face before standing up and charging towards another and spinning a kick at his jaw, drug dealers, untrained and terrified, not much more then blocking dummies to Daken.
He continued to knock them about keeping low and making animalistic sounds to escalate the fear the men felt. Hopefully Sparrow wouldn't get caught with a whiff of it.
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Post by alicemalice on Jul 13, 2012 11:50:00 GMT -5
Seeing him in action was different than seeing him train with Dark Claw in the burrow. He was ferocious, like his father, but different. Sparrow did feel a fear. But she was taught to harness her fear, and it only made her blows to the drug dealers hit harder. There was time to be a scared little girl later.
After a few minutes, and broken bones, the dealers were tied up and ready to be gifted to the Gotham PD. Sparrow even taped a piece of paper to one of the passed out thugs that read, "Arrest me!"
She then took out her grapple gun and got onto the rooftops. After everything was finished she took a few moments to catch her breath, and looked over to Daken. She placed her hands on her hips, "Well Claw Jr. congrats, looks like you managed not to kill anyone."
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