Name: Robin<br/>Location: Meeting Room<br/>Tagging:Nightwing<br/>Time: Sunday<br/><div class="floatright">(http://www.truthfulcomics.com/uploads/5/1/7/1/5171782/714571024.jpg)</div><br/>Tim walked with Dick for a moment until they were both in a private area that had nobody listening in on them. His face was grim and Dick was right to sense how urgent and hopeless things were for him. Now with the missing girls and Raven's Brother Tim was thinking it was best for him to have stayed in Gotham and not have left. "It's Bruce...He's gone." Tim swallowed hard trying to hold back a stream of tears. "Missing, dead, I don't know. But nobody can find him. I found his cape and mask. Lots of rips and holes in them. Then couple that with the breakout....I can't do it alone Dick."<br/><br/>Looking over both their shoulders Tim slumped to the ground and ran a hand across his face trying to calm himself. The past few weeks had been hard on him and proved to show that he wasn't ready to be out there alone without a capable partner. At least not full time. "I don't even know how the breakout started. But without a Blackgate prison or Arkham I have no place to put these guys. Alot of them are working together witch is ony making things worse on the city." Tim felt sick telling all of this to Dick who had been raised in Gotham and devoted alot of his life to keeping it safe.<br/><br/>"That isn't even the worst part...Someone is running around dressed like Batman and killing people. At first I thought it was Jean-Paul Valley. Mostly because of the weapons being used. But after a week of looking into it, well he isn't in town. Dick I need some real help. Gotham is short handed and I have no idea what is happening now that I'm not there."