<hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/tdMrdNs.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Black Canary (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276885.msg13693706#msg13693706)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Gotham's Crime Alley -> Watchtower Teleporter room<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>21 Oct 17; 2000<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Batman<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Are we holding tryouts?<br/><hr/><br/>She reached behind her and easily flipped the key in the ignition, turning off the purring beast of a machine, "Yea, yea, I gottcha," she admitted as she slipped the keys into a pocket in her characteristic, short-cut leather jacket.  She stretched her arms out in front of her, fingers interlaced while her face wore a mask of incredulous skepticism.  "So you beamed me up to a Watchtower in the sky," she began thoughtfully, but decided not to pursue the question.  There were far stranger things in the world, after all.<br/><br/>"Yea," she admitted with a pause, moving her hands to her hips, "she did, sounded like she didn't want anyone else getting hurt," she added.<br/><br/>"I heard what happened to your boys," she continued after a beat, "I know how it must feel--not that I expect<em>you</em>to tell me--" she added with a wry smirk, "point is, sounds like you guys could use some more help, so I'm here to offer it."