<strong>Name:</strong>Dr. Victor Fries<br/><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong>Mr. Freeze<br/><strong>Location:</strong>GothCorp<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Batman's scans in some ways would be frustrating. Thermals would be completely useless as something was coating the outer walls with the building with Ice. In fact, that in itself was telling- the ice spread quickly and efficiently but the areas that were still clear didn't show a human being doing it. Heat signatures were completely off, and usually no warmer then room temperature.<br/><br/>No henchmen on the roof though, doesn't seem to be anything guarding the actual vents. Okay, so this guy wasn't exactly a master criminal.<br/><br/>Eddie's commlink starts buzzing with more activity betraying more of what was happening inside.<br/><br/>"<strong>The ones you let go are out, Dr. Fries.</strong>"<br/><br/>"<strong>Good, less distractions for my work.</strong>"<br/><br/>"<strong>What about the rest?</strong>"<br/><br/>"<strong>The ones on the List stay right where they are. The ones not on our list. . .if you can find somewhere a little warmer to keep them all feel free to move them. They're staying closeby though. A Bargaining Buffer before we have to start dealing with people we actually want to hold onto. And Find Mr. Wayne, I don't want one of the probes finding him first.</strong>"<br/><br/>"<strong>So why Bruce Wayne? Why are you so convinced he'll be on our side?</strong>"<br/><br/>"<strong>Public Records. Bruce Wayne's parents were murdered, right in front of his eyes in a mugging gone bad when he was 8 years old. An EMT examiner reported finding blood on young Bruce's hands, but it was quickly ruled out it being his own blood. His father was a Doctor. Young Bruce didn't know how to properly treat a gunshot wound, but he knew enough to know that stopping the bleeding was absolutely essential.<br/><br/>Bruce Wayne watched his parents die because of a selfish and pointless act of another, and knows how it feels to be trying pull down the sky to save someone you love- and meeting nothing but failure as they slip away anyway. He knows Loss. He knows how little Money means when all you want is hold their hand one more time. He knows the pain being felt by those of us that it's too late to save our loved ones, and he knows the desperation felt by those of us that it's not too late. He's one of us, he just hasn't figured it out yet.</strong>"<br/><br/>"<strong>Right, you heard the man. Find a big room.</strong>"<br/><br/>"<strong>Roger.</strong>"<br/><br/>"<strong>Copy That.</strong>"