⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀— .ﾟ･༄

⠀⠀⠀ there are very few people who know his personal address. less than the fingers on a single hand. which is why he’s somewhat suspicious when the knocking catches his attention. approaching the security system to see who could be visiting at this hour. “. jason.ᐣ”.

⠀⠀ ⠀ “miss teschmacher.ᐟ”. arms extended in greeting as he approached @TACTICALBL0NDE. “what a pleasant surprise this is. welcome to gotham city. will mr. luthor be joining us, as well.ᐣ”

⠀⠀ ⠀ “you know how bruce is, mrs. wayne.” shrugged the man in response to @WID0WBAT. despite years of knowing each other, he still respects her far too much to use her first name. “he won’t rest until the mission is done. almost like someone else we know. ”

⠀⠀ ⠀ the heron is silent. the rhythm of raindrops falling and city ambience beyond the alleyway are all that can be heard. he’s watching @HAUNTSY0U closely from his perch within the shadows. he’s never seen this one before.

⠀⠀ overhearing assistant claim his unavailability for an interview, nicodemus turned, immediately catching sight of @H0PEINTHESUN. mr. kent. of course. attention spun quicker than a dime, nodding towards the reporter. “thank you, but I think I can make time for just one.”

⠀⠀ ⠀ clothed as a civilian, not as a vigilante or as hotel director. turning to look at @BlRDWONDER as he trails behind. “this is just a recon mission, but be prepared for anything.”. not that he feels it’s imperative to remind tim, but it’s better to be safe than sorry.

⠀⠀ ⠀ a soft, somewhat annoyed groan elicits from lips as @ReignofSuperboy lands before him. a lithe digit rubbing at the space between mask and brow. “how many super — people are there, exactly.ᐣ”.

⠀⠀ ⠀ lying upon gotham concrete, crimson spills from a wound in his side. the threat is neutralized, but the heron has been physically compromised. groaning softly as a shaking hand lifted to the comm in his ear. “@circuswinged, can you hear me.ᐣ”.

⠀⠀ ⠀ arriving to a particularly empty batcave, finding only @batgirlgenius to greet. “hi, barbara. where are bruce and richard.ᐣ”

⠀⠀ ⠀ sitting in the infirmary wing of the batcave, waiting for @BlRD0FClRCUS to finally wake up. alfred and bruce had stitched him up just in time. once the little bird began to stir, he pulled the chair towards the bed. “hey. good morning.”