AU!Batwoman!Dana Tan, homeless indefinitely

[timeshare_batwoman]

What was the point of making this account when you have no intention of playing me anywhere? Why bother getting friends for that pathetic twip I used to be; she already has enough. I need to go back to Gotham, before Max gets overworked.

...oh, and don't even think of using any icons of her for me. I'm not that girl anymore.

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[neverrobin]

Okay, I will fully admit to being a little lost here

1/2

[timeshare_batwoman]

[That suit. It was destroyed when Terry was killed. What]

2/2

[timeshare_batwoman]

You picked the wrong hero to impersonate. [She's not even giving him a chance to explain, just going straight for a kick to the face.]

Re: 2/2

[neverrobin]

[The problem with high-kicks is that you sacrifice balance for a stronger attack. If someone sufficiently skilled can block it (Like Terry just did for instance), they can easily send you falling to the ground.]

You're one to talk. That symbol isn't exactly something they go handing out to just anyone.

Spill. How do you know Max?

[timeshare_batwoman]

[She's caught off-balance, but recovers and lands on her feet. This guy isn't a normal impostor, he's been trained. All the more reason to see who's under that mask.]

That suit isn't one they give to anyone anymore.

How do you know Max?

[neverrobin]

It'd be kind of hard, seeing as I'm still wearing it and all.

Let's just say she's been doing some computer work for me off-and-on and leave it at that. (Not too revealing, and it wasn't like the old man hadn't called in the expertise of others when needed back when he was the one wearing the cowl)

[timeshare_batwoman]

It's even harder when the real one was destroyed.

Really. Never considered her the type to help some dreg impersonate a fallen hero.

[Could this be one of Max's classmates? Or worse, a Wayne Enterprises employee? Well, if he was, he'd be even easier to identify. Whipping out a batarang, but not extending the blades yet.]

[neverrobin]

[And one of Terry's own extends into his hand, just in case.]

...I have no idea where the hell you're getting your info from, but the original Batman retired.

[timeshare_batwoman]

[Just like the real ones. He has to be good to steal from Wayne. She's wishing Max were here as backup.]

And the second Batman was murdered. The net was all over it. [The disgust is just dripping from her voice.]

[neverrobin]

[Mimes checking his pulse, even though the suit gives readouts of that anyways.]

Still breathing, still have a pulse. Want to try making a less delusional claim?

[timeshare_batwoman]

You do. The real Batman doesn't. Thanks to dregs like you.

[Now he's mocking her. Where's Max when you need her? She's the rational one.]

[neverrobin]

I.

AM.

BATMAN.

[He says, and thunder cracks in the background, punctuating his sentence as if the statement itself was a force of nature]

[timeshare_batwoman]

YOU.

ARE.

NOT.

Tell me who you really are and maybe I'll go easy on you. [As in, she and Max will deal with him and won't throw him to Wayne when they're done.]

[dontcallmebatwoman]

At least you didn't get a blog made for you that was forgotten about to focus on some lame dreg talking about Jokerz kissing his feet. Oh, and now a journal that'll be forgotten about in a day. Great.

Gotta agree with the guy that I'm going to pummel for wearing my costume up there, though. I'm a little lost here.

[neverrobin]

[Terry smirks, and then vanishes from sight. There's a strike coming from your left Dana. Can you figure it out before it connects?]

[fanboy_power]

[He's just going to stare a moment.]

Batwoman-ma'am? What are you talking about?

[timeshare_batwoman]

[Her suit has sound amplifiers. Thank you, Shriek, Max couldn't have developed it without your salvaged suit.

[She doesn't turn her head to follow the noise. Never give away your advantage. (Thank you, Tanaga-sensei.) Wait for the whistle of air... and duck. With a low kick to her left.]

[timeshare_batwoman]

For all I know, my mun will forget about me all too soon, anyway. She'd rather concentrate on developing my past self. Pathetic.

I'm a little lost myself. You look like someone I knew, but he never said anything about a twin sister.

[timeshare_batwoman]

[You're not wearing Terry's suit, so you get one chance to explain yourself before she attacks.]

And who are you?

[dontcallmebatwoman]

At that's actually a reason. Better then just getting ignored because the other version of you is more popular with weirdos on the 'net.

Good for me that I don't have twin brother, then. Well, I do have a brother, but Matt's seven years younger than me.

[neverrobin]

[He's kicked, rolls withit, and his back on his feet in seconds. Deactivating the cloaking, he goes back for another round, this time attempting to tackle her.

The fact that if it works, the impact will happen much sooner than it should? Blame it on the rocket boots.]

[fanboy_power]

[Nope, just a prototype for what will one day be Terry's suit.]

You're not any of the Batwomen I know, are you? [He frowns a moment but it passes quickly and is replaced with a bright smile.</small.] I'm Eidolon!

[timeshare_batwoman]

[Rocket boots. Too fast to do much; her options are take it or throw herself out of the way, and the latter would leave her too vulnerable. Besides, she wants a chance to unmask him.

[She moves back with the tackle, feigning helplessness while keeping her right arm free. Those long ears give so much opportunity to grab, and a strong pull would take it off.]

[timeshare_batwoman]

I'd rather her just forget me, if that's her reason.

[Eyes narrow.] What a coincidence, McGinnis. My friend had a brother with the same name.

[neverrobin]

[But can she do it and deal with the fact that Terry just set off the suit's electrical discharge function? It wasn't powerful enough to really hurt her, but it should be enough to stun her.]