batwomans_gotham | Can't run from me.....

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Can't run from me.....

She smiled, anticipating the moment.

The scientist was fleeing, but Katalyn was in front of him, not behind. He didn't see her because he was focused on the falling shadow of the Batman.

Sticking out her foot from the shadows she smiled, satisfied when he crashed to the alleyway with a yelp.

"You'd think a genius would have some sort of aircraft on his rooftop," she shook her head, muttering as she went to the fallen man as she coughed. "I mean please. Running from a Bat on foot is just stupid."

She reached down and grabbed his gun, trigged her left claw and sliced through it, then chucked it. "Hold still. The Bat's a second away," she laughed softly, golden eyes gleaming as she put a foot on the back of his neck. He made some muffled growl, but she only rolled her eyes, then looked up, grinning.

"Hey. There you are," she said. This was a good night. A very, good night.

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Hearing that familiar voice, a sinking feeling rose and fell in his stomach. Oh...$@#%##&.

"Uh...hey, Clark." He shrugged. "Caught us at a bad time."

Clark was having a VERY hard time keeping a straight face, this, this just made all of his worries slip away "Uh, really? Bad time you say? Whys that?" he smiled

"They're children," Leslie said, slightly coldly. "As the result to some chemical exposure."

"Don't even think it's funny. It's not." He saw the look on Clark's face, like he was going to lose it. He scowled, and crossed his little arms. "It's good that you're here, maybe you can get the scientist for us while we're...indisposed."

He nodded putting on his 'work' face. "Sure, where?" he asked "Uh, when you say Chemicals.........anything for me to worry about?" he asked.

"The children appear to be fine. Except that they're children," she said, shaking her head.

Batman shrugged. "They seem to be carrying it in a gun form as for now. Unstable guns, the one the guy had exploded. So be careful."

He nodded "So, go fetch scientist, sample of the chemicals and destroy everything else?" he double checked, his mind much more into 'work'.

Leslie turned away, pulling out a more comfortable bed and making the little girl comfortable, shaking her head silently. Superman was so... brutal sometimes.

"Leave enough evidence for me to check out later," he gave him a sidelong look, knowing how wide the 'destroy' part could get.

He flashed a smile and nodded "I could leave it in tact, have someone from the planet go and check it out, police....?" he offered.

"Why don't you first make sure to get the chemical so we can find out how to bring Bruce and Nightlife back?" Leslie turned, fist on hip.

"See what you can do." He nodded, motioning his head towards Leslie to indicate that he agreed. It was good that he they had Supes on their side at the moment, it was like a breath of fresh air that they needed. Of course he'd never admit that, but already his sullen disposition had slightly dissapeared.

He smiled "I can do that with my eyes closed, although last time I said that there was an unfortunate accident with a green liquid" he shuddered, yep still paying for that one "I'll be back in no time Kiddo" he told Batman before nodding to leslie.

All he got was a cold "goodbye", and Leslie turned to Bruce.

"Are you tired?" she asked, softening. "Or hungry?"

"Don't call me kiddo," he scowled, pouting out his little lip a bit. Leslie's words then distracted him. He realized that in fact, he was hungry.

"Not tired, not really. I could use something to eat, I guess."

Superman rolled his eyes before there was a rush of air and he was gone.

Lesile nodded and went to the fridge she kept in her office, pulling out a few pieces of fruit and some sandwhiches, and a few bottles of water.

"Here you go. Eat up," she said, giving him two of the sandwhiches and the water.

He didn't realize how hungry he was when he dove into the sandwiches, he supposed his metabolism was much different with this body. Within a few minutes, they were gone. He blinked, and then looked slightly embarrassed at the hankering he was getting.

"Uh, Leslie? This is really embarrassing but...I think I want a cookie."

Superman was soon in a lab looking around for the chemicals and scientists. "Maybe they saw me coming" he murmered as he started a search. He smiled softly to himself, batman had been kind of cute as a little kid, made him think of children, superbabies, and supergrandchildren. He smiled wistfully, before his mind wandered down the path of superfunerals.......

"Now Bruce, you know cookies aren't healthy for you," Leslie said sternly.

Then she paused, sighed, and smiled, going to her drawer and pulling out a secret stash of giant, homemade oatmeal cookies from the best bakery in Gotham. "Well... perhaps this once. One for you, one for Nightlife... and one for me." She handed him his and put Katalyn's with the food she'd set aside for her, then smiled and ate a small piece of her cookie before putting it away.

He smirked at his own delight at getting a cookie. Ah, for the simple things in life and as a child that he'd missed, without even remembering or knowing that he in fact, missed them.

"Thanks," he scarfed the thing down in an instant, recognizing the taste where it came from.

Superman perhaps should have been paying more attension, but thanks to the fact he wasn't he hadn't see the men sneaking up on him, he hadn't even heard them coming. So he hadn't been able to avoid the fight. It was fast, he'd made the mistake of using heat vision on one of the mens guns causing it to misfire rather than just heat and fall, the bullet sailed through the air before hitting a chemical vile, setting off a train reaction ending in an explosion that rocked the ground around the super hero. And all though only for the briefest moment, supermans' light went out.

Leslie jumped slightly as a huge thud, like an explosion, went off.

She started, then hurried to a window as the lights flickered.

"What on earth?" she stared.

"It's him," Batman groaned, wiping a thread of crumbs off of his mouth. It felt weird, he was used to his chin being full of stubble by this time in the morning, especially with his lack of sleep lately, and this was so smooth. He jumped off the counter and went to the window too.

"Is it anywhere near us? Cause if it's far that's a pretty big explosion." He was itching to go outside and on the rooftop but he highly doubted Leslie would let him hear the end of it.

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