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</div>Colonel Rick Flag stared at the image of the half Asian girl dressed only in her underwear that graced his computer screen. True, it wasn't the only image of her they had...far from it...but it was one of hsi favorites, for obvious reasons. The smile on his face dimmed slightly as he caught himself...she wasn't truly half Asian, was she? If that had been the case, he wouldn't be staring at her file on the computer no matter how cute she was. No...the girl who currently went by the name of Skye had some alien DNA in her body, DNA that, now that she had turned 18, had the potential to become active, and who knew what the hell would happen then? In any case, the bitch was far too dangerous to let run around free, especially given her demonstrated penchant for breaking the law.<br/><br/>Rick's eyes traveled from the young woman's bra-covered breasts to the wall of text next to the picture. It wasn't often that they knew more about the target than she knew herself. Sure, the fact she was 5'6" tall, weighed 121 pounds (at least at the time of her last physical, which of course they had a record of), wore a 32A bra (Rick grinned as he recalled how they'd obtained that vital bit of information...had she ever figured out why her luggage had gone missing that day?),  size 7 shoe, 4 dress...they even had her body measurements of 34-24-34.<br/><br/>But it was her history that was the most interesting. Her list of aliases...Mary Sue Poots,  Jacqueline Rippon, Jessie Rabe, Josie Castle...was impressive for one so young, and Rick found it ironic that her real name...Daisy Johnson...was listed in his file, and she had no idea what it was. Just like she had no idea she even HAD a brother, when her birthday was (July second, two days from now when she turned 19...a party she wouldn't soon forget, Rick was sure) that her mother was part alien, or that her dad was a very unstable individual. In Rick's business, that was what they called leverage, and he fully intended to use it to bend Skye...which he'd call her until she'd earned the right to know her real name...to his will.<br/><br/><div class="bbImageWrapper js-lbImage" data-lb-caption-extra-html="" data-lb-sidebar-href="" data-single-image="1" data-src="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/attachments/batgirl-jpg.66075/" title="batgirl.jpg">
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</div>The file they had on their next target wasn't nearly as large. They only had one good image of her, and honestly the men were divided on whether she wore a wig or not. One of many reasons they wanted her out of that costume she wore. Yes, they had a lot to learn about the so-called 'Batgirl', but they did know one vital piece of information.  Batman was out of town...off planet, in fact...on Justice League business, and had left Batgirl to mind the town in his absence. It hadn't been hard at all for Flag to convince Penguin to go on a little crime spree and attract Batgirl's attention. And while Skye was good with computers...Network was a mutant with a gift of literally talking to computers, so it had been no problem at all to let Skye pick up a little nugget of information about Penguin's next supposed job, or to hack into the communications between Skye and Batgirl and find out they were meeting in Gotham that very night.<br/><br/>And there was one other piece of information Skye didn't know...Rick, and a squad of his men, woudl be there to meet them.