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[secondchances]

Who: Stephanie Brown and YOU
What: Being a villain instead of a hero ;(
When: Tonight!
Where: The city
Rating: PG

Despite the snow and the cold, Stephanie is out and about. After finding quite a few pretty necklaces and rings to wear for the upcoming celebration, it makes sense to reward her hard fifteen minutes of thieving by... thieving some more, of course. And causing some general disturbances in the city.

Paradisa is so freakin' boring. It needed to be New Year's already.

Her face is covered by a black mask, obscuring her features, and the rest of her is covered in purple, including her hood and cape. It was time to spoil someone's night.



[[ooc: If you want your character to get mugged or almost get mugged, feel free to toss 'em here. I'll have a few sections where they can encounter ~*~*~THE SPOILER~*~*~ ;) ]]

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[save_the_souls]

Allen will in turn activate his powers now, his white cape materializing over his body and his mask covering his face. His left hand grows into talons.

"Not yet."

[secondchances]

... if that wasn't her cue to perhaps find another guy to bother for kicks, she didn't know what is.

She pulls a grappling gun from her belt and shoots it up, up onto a rooftop.

"I just remembered I needed to be somewhere!"

[save_the_souls]

Look Stephanie he tried to warn you several times. Except now that he knows it's her and should probably be stopped, he shoots several ribbons at her hand that is shooting the grappling gun.

[secondchances]

She's a few feet in motion when the gun is knocked out of her hand. Crapcrapcrap. She lands on her feet, however, and puts her hands up.

"What are you going to do to me?"

She's not worried.

[save_the_souls]

When the gun is in his hold he throws it aside a fair distance with his ribbons as he walks towards her.

"Nothing bad. I think a few days in the old Peace Patrol cells should suffice."

[secondchances]

"This is Gotham-grade freaky, by the way."

She watches her grapple go flying, and then hops back a few feet. Great. Prison? She'd get in trouble for that.

"I'm sure we can talk this out."

[save_the_souls]

"I don't think we can."

He smiles before shooting more webbing, this time at her.

[secondchances]

She's a moment too slow, and gets tangled in the webbing. The immediate reaction? To thrash, of course.

"Ew! Get this off of me!"