<div class="floatright">(https://encrypted-tbn3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRiCMGItj67MNaS6o0VSXKR-Bnb5bBcDqOOBUOhqaxyN9KEURyVgg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Midnight Tiger<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Titan's Tower<br/><strong>Tag: </strong>Open<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Saturday Midnight<br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>The masked anthroid figure loomed over a rock formation overlooking the immediate T-shaped structure, titans tower. Night had set in long ago,  offering him nocturnal advantage for his pre-emptive march. "Panthers were nocturnal animals after all, or was it tigers?" Either of which, it hardly mattered.<br/><br/>The prior initiation in San Francisco wasn't intended,  he saw no directs consequences in his actions and it seemed that he still maintained something of an enigmatic front to his chess pieces on both sides of the board , the game he was playing was dangerous no doubt but he was a savvy enough player to set the conditions in a way that was most beneficial... the league and titans were too principled, too kantian, their methods too "clean".<br/>He figured the team would wise up sooner or later, but by then he would have everyone in checkmate or so he planned.<br/><br/>The moon had begun to encroach the night sky entering its peak cycle, his signal.   The DDOS attacks to temporary shut down the security mainframe would begin soon enough.<br/><br/>Enzi would go over the blueprints of titans tower on his mounted smart pad device, he had been casing the tower for weeks in preparation for this moment, it didn't hurt any that Nightwing and a few others were out at the moment on business , though he figured one of the robin's would bring the system back up in 5 minutes or so, barely  enough time to make his move. The towers lights began to flicker then cease one by one.<br/><br/>Taking notice, he looked up from his smartpad, he then maneuvered himself expertly to the towers garage in which he entered the facility from, his memory and eyesight guiding him through complete darkness.<br/><br/>The seventh floor was his objective, the commons area. The elevator was out of the question...though, he could probably get there just as fast through the ducts, he leapt up latching onto a nearby surface, his fine claws embedding the ceiling, giving him a surface to climb. He entered the duct and began his ascent.<br/><br/>Sometime later he emerged at the top, lowering himself into the commons area. He detected the presence of a few others within the same room, he positioned himself at a nearby centremost table , carefully going into his sack, aligning the board and it's pieces to display.<br/><br/>Soon enough the lights returned, uncovering his identity amongst the group , seated with a decorated chess board in his sight.<br/>"Care for a game?" He offered musingly. Clenched in his grip, the black king chess piece which he twirled dexterously through the gaps of his fingers.<br/><br/>