<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, 20:20<br/><strong>Location:</strong>| STAR labs |<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Batwoman | Superboy | Nightwing | Deathstroke<br/><hr/><hr/><strong>Summary:</strong>Spoiler comes to the fight late. She photographs Deathstroke manhandling Nightwing. She panics when Deathstroke spots her. Eventually, The Spoiler closes in on the fight, ready to do battle, but not brave enough to throw the first punch/kick at the large man beating on her friends.<br/><hr/><hr/><br/>The tense mood inside of the facility was starting to make Stephanie feel nervous. It was fast,<em>'Kate found one,'</em>she thought. She checked the area behind her, just incase her enemies were coordinating their attacks. There was no one behind them, Stephanie turned to face forward again, her steps were hardly affected by the motion, the transmission coming in to her ear, or the anxiety that was starting to course through her very being. Steph was very nearly about to respond though, it was a good thing that Dick turned around to tell her not to speak. Spoiler nodded, even though he couldn't see her. She very nearly spoke again to tell him that she had heard<strong>his</strong>message loud and clear. It had been funny to watch Dick 'shush' no one. He had turned around to face Steph's general direction, but he had been off by a few feet, she had almost laughed,<em> 'it sure does look ridiculous when some one tries to look at me when my belt is on.' </em>Stephanie stayed a good distance behind Nightwing as he moved them closer and closer toward the dangerous figure in the other part of the laboratories.<br/><br/>Superboy's transmissions were muffled to stephanie for some reason tonight. It felt, oddly, like he wasn't there, or wasn't himself, or wasn't focused.<em> 'Weird. I can't put my finger on it, maybe It's just the real live ammunition in the air.'</em>Of course, there were no firearms being used, and no bullets in the air. Stephanie was just observing the situation the best way that she could manage.<em>'It looks like Conner and Kate have each come across one target, same man.'</em>She couldn't see this figure yet, but by the time Conner was making contact with the crook, Dick was starting to move much much more quickly, and she was losing him in the maze of the fire-exit ready building. Again, she nearly called out for him to wait up. She refrained from doing so.<br/><br/>As she tried to keep up with Nightwing, she even managed to keep her footsteps, no matter how long, or tall she happened to be stepping, she was sure to use her mastered weight control, to try and land on unused points, to balance her weight in the middle of the air at all times, to use her muscles to carry her forward, and not her contact with the ground. Her visual on Dick was lost again and again, but she managed to find her way through the corridors at two-thirds of her mentor's speed. She could hear a hefty laugh coming through the building, it aided her in finding the right path to the action. By the time she was on sight, Dick was already springing through the air.<em>'Uh oh.'</em>She had made no notice of the box that the baddy had tried to hide away, at least he had succeeded at hiding his treasure from one of his three combatants. Stephanie pointed the center of her body directly at the action and she squeezed her palm several times. The Spoiler took eight pictures of Deathstroke fighting to get Nightwing off of his back, she stopped capturing the pictures as Nightwing landed unceremoniously on the ground in front of the large,<em>'rather inimidating'</em>, dark hood that had so far made her team look like children. There had been no flash, and there was no shutter plate on the camera, it made a sound, as significant as the sound of a butterflies lips, but it was there. Stephanie had never seen anyone hear it before.<br/><br/>As she took the scene in, she couldn't but notice that the big bad was standing, while Nightwing and Superboy were not. She also couldn't help but notice that he was talking to her, directly. The same way that Dick had before, he was looking in her general direction. But his face wasn't pointed properly.<em>'How did he?' </em>Stephanie didn't remember making a slip, she had been as quiet as she had always been. She was as quiet as she was when she had eluded batwoman's senses.<em>'This is bad. He must've heard my shoes. That or my breathe...' </em>Stephanie was scared, and she stopped moving, now only allowing her breathe and her heartbeat to give away her position.<em>'I can barely even hear my shoes.' </em>It hit her suddenly;<em>'he has super-senses.' </em>It was so obvious to her, she immediately tried to think of ways that she could take advantage of his gifts. Granted, The Spoiler couldn't immediately think of anything worth doing.<br/><br/>She was petrified anyway, and she wanted to see if he was bluffing, or not. Then, the damned hood started speaking to her.<em>'lucky guess,'</em>she deduced.<em>'He's not looking me in the eye or anything.' </em>Stephanie inched her way closer to Deathstroke, she watched carefully, and used her cat-like steps to float over the surface of the hallway floors.<em>'real careful now. Real careful.' </em>Spoiler still had her three-section-staff in her hands, tightly held, and up in front of her face. She watched as Conner and her enemy started to circle each other once again. Nightwing was moving on the ground, but he didn't look good. Spoiler continued to inch close and closer. She circled Deathstroke in the same directions that Conner was, she was trying to stay directly behind him, she was to keep her exact position a mystery to the masked thief. She kept a safe distance away, enough that if he were to sense her, and assault her, Conner would have been close enough to take advantage of his move. She tried to talk herself into attacking. But she didn't want to get herself hurt so early in the fight. She had yet to see Dick make a real motion from the ground, and Kate was still missing from the fight.<br/><br/>It was just her and Superboy circling deathstroke. She was focused, her feet were careful, and she was breathing as slowly as possible to avoid making any kind of noise. She was convinced that this baddy was capable of hearing at a superhuman level. She had seen Conner do the same kind of thing in the backrooms and hallways of the Wayne Manor, and she had even spoken to him once about the advantages of a fighter with an ability to hear their opponent breathe. She was not perfect though, and every few seconds, she lost control of her exhale, causing the faintest of sounds to whoosh out of her nose. She was not going to engage, she had watched Nightwing try that, and it hadn't gone so well. She was hoping that her invisibility had still given her an edge. This large figure didn't exactly know who she was. He didn't know what she was armed with, and he didn't entirely know where she was going to send her next blow, or where she was even standing. She awaited in opening, taking a close examination of his armor, and the possible weak-points that he had exposed.<em>'Come one you bastard, open up. Everyone open's up. Give mamma a shot here. Give mamma a shot. Where's that chink in your armor, you bastard.'</em>She kept herself from trying to lash out at this villain. She opted to wait, and counter-attack if he tried anything on her.