<div class="floatleft">(http://i1288.photobucket.com/albums/b483/aliashappens/4495857-3660430-spoiler_zpszcif2ege.jpg)</div><hr/><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Stephanie Brown<br/><strong>Nom de Guerre:</strong>The Spoiler<br/><strong>Affiliation:</strong>The Bat family<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Saturday the 17th of October 2015, 20:05<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Travelling from West Gotham to S.T.A.R. labs<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Batwoman | Superboy | Nightwing<br/><br/><hr/><br/><em>'My A-game huh?'</em>Stephanie smiled, it sounded like everyone was going to be show up for this one. She expected to see Redhood, and Flash, and Booster Gold. She even expected to see Nightwing there, her mind was already starting to think of witty things to say to HIM when she him. It was for sure (at least for a moment), every indication was that Gotham needed The Spoiler tonight. The team would need Spoiler tonight.<br/><br/>If felt appropriate, as Conner filled her in on what was going on, she thought about the implications of her presence at STAR labs.<em>'Someone trying to break into a top security research and development laboratory, huh?'</em>The movements of a ghost filled the alley. One by one, the heavy tarps at the side of the backstreet flew from their place and into the center of the lane. The Spoiler was still invisible in the alley. She tapped at her belt softly to give herself a quiet peace of mind.<em> 'This baby here was made in a place just like STAR labs no doubt.' </em>This was the first time that she was going to be included in a mission with Batwoman and Superboy.<em>'I'm gonna be fighting alongside Superboy. EEEK' </em>Her excitment was starting to peak. The third tarp landed in the center of the alley, and although Stephanie was supposed to store them in a container two meters to her left, for future use, she forgot the task in a haste that was turned up a few notches too high.<br/><br/>The black motorcycle was exposed to the night. Stephanie marveled at it's beauty before she mounted the machine. She lowered her hood, and the mask over her face down to the collar of her neck. Stephanie reached into a section of her utility belt and pulled out a hairtie and four bobby pins. She smiled, and almost giggled to herself, all of it was invisible, even to her, but her hands were practiced enough to handle the situation. As Stephanie stood in the alley putting her hair into a pony tail, she heard a second voice coming in from Batwoman's HQ. It was Dick.<em>'Oh-- no.' </em>She had two bobby pins in her mouth, and she nearly swallowed them in reaction to his scolding. Her head moved to the right, as if it would make the volume go down. She cringed her face and did her best not to listen to what Dick was actually saying to her.<br/><br/>Once Nightwing had finished with the reprimand, and he had turned to Conner to speak to him about keeping her away from the action. She figured he was done. She couldn't hear him talking to Superboy anyway, as he explained to them that she was not ready to fight, she was giving her excuse for being out on the prowl.<strong> "I finished my forms. -- ...Six reps..."</strong>That was fourteen repetitions short of Dick's instruction.<strong>"You told me to DO it too many times."</strong>There was an undeniable brevity of youth in her tone. She couldn't have shaken it out if she had tried.<br/><br/>Stephanie was frustrated, taking Dick's scolding as a sign that she wasn't going to participate in this after all.<em>'I am so ready for this!' </em>she thought, close to tears all of a sudden, her lips furled up in disgust. She started back to the task at hand, her hair. But, she became quickly frustrated, having only started to put her hair up because she thought she was about to put on a helmet. She cast her bobby pins and hair tie to the side, pulling them from her lips and letting them fall to the ground. Stephanie was standing beside her bike, caressing the handlebar with her invisible index finger, biting the inside of her cheek and exasperating through her nose.<em>'This isn't fair.'</em><br/><br/>She had forgotten all about who had originally given her the beacon. There were three tarps laying on the ground directly beside her that she had already forgotten about, there was no way that she was going to remember who was actually in charge at the moment. Then, Batwoman's voice came into her ear. she looked to her left as if the red headed crusader would be standing right there.<strong> "I'm in?"</strong>Disbelief haunted her tone. She did her best to clear her throat in silence, Spoiler took a photograph of the alley's north wall on accident, she didn't notice. She spoke now with much more confidence, displaying her excitement without really trying to<strong>"I'm in. I mean. Yes, I understand. I'm en route to STAR labs."</strong>Stephanie wasted no time. She didn't bother looking for her bobby pins on the ground. She mounted her bike, used her hands to direct her hair behind her ears, and put on her helmet.<em> 'I'm so fucking in.' </em>The engine started.<strong>"On the road. ETA, eight minutes."</strong>It would likely be more like five or six minutes. But Stephanie didn't want them to think about how much distance she would cover in that time. It was a reckless pace.<strong>"Spoiler, Out."</strong>Stephanie's computer knew that when it heard her say those words, it would end it's current transmission. She heard the subtle click in her left ear that meant no one at HQ was listening to her talk anymore. "...Fucking Dick."<br/><br/>Two police cars were incoming with siren's wailing, and getting louder. Stephanie smiled at her own fortune and used the opportunity to travel with a bit of a police escort.<em>'Most likely heading to STAR labs right now.' </em>She thought, they weren't. They were headed downtown to try and back up the extravaganza that Poison Ivy was creating. But they were all headed in the same direction from west side.<em>'That bridge is gonna be a bitch, even with these cruisers clearing the path, and paving the road.' </em>She was almost ready to get out of there. Spoiler appeared on top of the bike at the same time that the headlight turned on. The sirens were closing in. She revved the engine, and found her clutch with her left foot. The motorcycle found a gear and lurched forward. Stephanie stalled at the exit to the alley and watched the police cars speed passed.<em> 'Probably about 57 miles per hour, good pace boys.'</em>The Spoiler launched herself out of the alley and found a swath of empty road that the sirens had created for her. Stephanie watched the speedometer pick up to 83, as she closed in on the cruisers fast.<br/><br/>She made no move to pass them, but she stayed close on their tails. She knew that her presence was probably making them nervous, but her speed was steady, she was keeping a safe(ish) distance, and there was nothing intimidating about her motions in tow of the escort. On a three lane road, Stephanie moved to the side of them and looked to her right. With the excitement and exaggeration of a teenage cheerleader waving to the boy that she likes, Spoiler gave the cops a pleasant greeting as she sped alongside of their own pursuit, practically shaking her hand at them. She slowed down enough to get behind the escort again. And the three vehicles burned down the streets of Gotham together.<br/><br/>That was until Stephanie realized that they weren't going to STAR labs. She knew where she was going, and she had spent her whole life in Gotham.<em> 'Where are they going?' </em>Stephanie was stopped in the middle of an intersection, as the cop cars vanished into the distance. She was watching them drive away trying to figure out what was going on. She heard a car horn honk, and she looked around her to realize that she had stopped traffic. She was shocked, and looked in all four directions before she realized what she was supposed to be doing. The Spoiler oriented herself, kicked her bike into gear and hauled ass South toward her destination. She was two minutes out.<br/>