<hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.gyazo.com/ac8dc6670808f2840c085aedfffe5c25.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Batman (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276885.msg13605226#msg13605226)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Watchtower - Teleporter Room<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Oct. 21, 2017 20:00 (Post Monsters Rage in Gotham!)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Black Canary<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Overprotective Father Routine<br/><hr/>Batman grunted and dropped his stance. J'onn had a point. The chances of two expert martial artists destroying anything important during a sparring session was minimal, but it was still an unnecessary and foolish move. Batman would have preferred to entertain Black Canary's impromptu test of skill on a rooftop in Gotham, where collateral damage wouldn't be a concern, but Oracle had only managed to contact him about the heroine's request for an audience after he'd ensured Croc, Grodd and King Shark were properly confined. Still, the damage had already been done. He'd been planning on sending Canary back to Gotham with a "no" before anybody else on the team had caught wind of her. Before his "no" could be undermined by an equally valid "yes" from another Leaguer.<br/><br/>"This isn't the minor leagues, Dinah," Batman said, straightening the cuff of his glove. It wasn't an insult to her skill—Batman had seen her fight. Rather, it was meant to be a warning. "You won't be fighting street thugs or hit men. This team is meant to fight enemies so powerful, even Superman would need help. One rash decision. . ." He left it hanging. Sometimes, the unsaid was even more foreboding than the most grotesque example<br/><br/>Besides, Canary was an integral part of one of his most important contingency plans. One that would only work properly if Dinah Lance was<em>well </em>out of sight and mind. If she was here, under the Justice League's nose, he'd have to develop an entirely new counter-measure just to err on the side of caution. That is, if there even<em>was</em>another way to reign in a kryptonian without Canary's level of sonic power.<br/><br/>His eyes narrowed, and he gave J'onn a look and a slight nod. The martian wouldn't read his thoughts without permission, and this was a discussion to be had privately.<em>You think she's up for this?</em>