The Tenth Night [Action]

[cowledcrusader]

 [To the surprise of no one, Batman has been hard at work in his room with a series of chemicals and scientific equipment.  Next to him are several pieces of equipment, but prominently are the little spheres he usually stores smoke in.   He appears to be tooling with creating compounds to go into them, if you're scientifically minded and in his house.

However, Batman's left his door open.  This is probably unusual.  Housemates, you know you want to bother Bruce while he's hard at work.

Of course, Batman wouldn't be Batman if he didn't go out on patrol when night falls.  He'll be floating around his usual haunts on patrol, not really expecting to find anything wrong.  There almost never is.  But old habits die hard.  Maybe someone will catch a glimpse of the Dark Knight tonight.]

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[yourhatred.livejournal.com]

[Catching a glimpse isn't as much of an option where Itachi is concerned, being blind without his Sharingan. With it activated, however, he might notice a fleeting bit of chakra movement.

The ninja is at the river on the edge of town, testing the limits of his chakra capabilities. He's done this several times since he arrived, but there's always the possibility that the level in which they're restricted might vary. He has to be aware of this sort of thing.

Every so often, he'll blow a fireball over the surface of the water, lighting up the area around him.]

[cowledcrusader.livejournal.com]

[When Batman notices the lighting effects, he makes sure to keep far away, watching the ninja carefully, but doing little to make his presence known. Of course, he doesn't know about the blindness, so he remains as cautious about his hiding as he normally would.

Blowing fire. It's not something you see every day, so it's worth watching for study.]

[yourhatred.livejournal.com]

[After a bit, Itachi sits down at the river's edge, worn out for the moment. His eyes go red, and he scans the area around him for chakra signatures automatically.

He might pause just briefly while glancing in Batman's direction, but then the color fades from his eyes and he goes back to focusing on simple meditation.]

[orchidsandfire.livejournal.com]

[/BARGES IN]

What are you doing now?

[cowledcrusader.livejournal.com]

[Oh surprise, how about that. But no really, he actually doesn't sound as annoyed as one might expect for someone interrupting his work.]

Replicating a weapon I used back in our dimension.

[orchidsandfire.livejournal.com]

Which one?

[She plops down on the edge of his bed. It's a familiar action.]

[endgames]

[Oh look, another ninja. This one just casually walking along.

...Before he makes a sudden jump for the treeline when the average onlooker wouldn't be around to see it. He's back on the path five seconds later, acting as if he'd never left it.]

[cowledcrusader.livejournal.com]

[He observes that jump, and admittedly finds it curious why he would make it at all. When he's passed by enough that he won't be detected he'll check the treeline for anything that might've been left behind.]

[endgames]

[Searching will all yield a small bundle of papers hidden inside the trunk of the tree. It's not an easy find - you have to climb high enough, for one, and the hole isn't large.

The papers are all exactly the same - hand-cut and stylized, with the kanji for 'explode' written on them in the middle. Despite that, touching them won't actually make them detonate. WHAT DO YOU DO.]

[lookslikeajob.livejournal.com]

[Being the most polite of the housemates (save Alfred), Clark actually knocks on the open door first.]

Is this supposed to be open, Batman?

[cowledcrusader.livejournal.com]

For once, yes.

[He mixes the chemicals he was working with. Odds are Clark's super senses will be able to pick up the smell of the reaction.]

[lookslikeajob.livejournal.com]

Heh, well I guess if it wasn't supposed to be, it wouldn't be.

[Having received tacit permission, he walks up to his friend a quick sniff from the air and a check of his memory is all he needs to figure out what Bats is up to.] Knockout gas? That could definitely be useful.

[doubleppk]

[While out that night, he can spot Fujiko out on a rooftop, this time minus the cat-ears, but still in a black catsuit, and quietly singing to herself, thinking no one's around to hear it.

She might or might not have acquired everything shiny she could get out of the item store during Usopp's absence sitting beside her though. Most of pretty looking gems are in a bag though.]

[cowledcrusader.livejournal.com]

[And guess who arrived behind her silently, looking at the pile of loot Fujiko has so busily acquired.]

...You could stand to go legit with a voice like that.

[doubleppk]

[Tenses up and instantly quiets, glancing around carefully and trying to hide it... impossible as that might be.]

Who says I'm not legit?

[lunaticked.livejournal.com]

[ It's a little ways into the forest that Saix can be found, in a thicket of trees not far from community building one. Wrapped up in a plain set of Luceti-issue winterwear that does not impeded his movements, he's just finishing up with his own business: for a split second there's a massive weapon (http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs18/f/2007/130/0/d/Saix__s_Claymore_by_YenSid_kun.jpg) in his hand, but it vanishes as he turns back toward the village, disappearing from his grip with a flash of harsh white light.

He's leaving behind the battered remains of several trees and a boulder, his head lowered as though deep in thought.

Things on his mind, perhaps. ]

[cowledcrusader.livejournal.com]

[Batman waits for a moment before investigating the remains of those trees and the boulder. Definitely the work of that individual and his unusual weapon. Such feats were fairly common here, but it was still worth investigating. Never know when trouble might rear up.

After a moment, he keeps to the shadows and follows Saix a short way at least, to see if he can get any idea of what he was doing. There was a barracks and a Battle Dome for training... so he was probably blowing off steam. But for what reason?]

[lunaticked.livejournal.com]

[ Saix makes a point of avoiding the more populated areas as he makes a circuit around the village - once or twice he becomes aware of someone else on the path and chooses a different direction, skirting company and questions. His goal seems mutable, apparently walking simply for the sake of it.

A man without a purpose.

After a time, he can't help but recognize a little touch of darkness on the edge of his senses - someone's heart? But who here in this happy little town with its heroes would have darkness in their heart?

Saix will do the reasonable and polite thing: simply stop and look over his shoulder, searching. ]

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[goddamn-butler.livejournal.com]

[ He's the butler; eventual bothering is like his forte. Alfred's just going to bring your tea in now, because you can't escape it. ]

Good afternoon, Master Bruce.

[Action]

[cowledcrusader.livejournal.com]

[Eventual bothering is what has kept Bruce relatively sane all these years. His voice remains serious, but of lighter tone. Having Alfred around has actually done wonders for his nerves.]

Afternoon, Alfred. How has everything been going for you today?

[Action]

[goddamn-butler.livejournal.com]

I dare say things are going along well. I've even gotten through the majority of the household chores without bloodshed or being forcibly relocated. [ There are times when a man must count his blessings, you see. ]

I do hope that the same can be said for yourself.

[compos-mentis.livejournal.com]

[This woman here, well... in the dead of the night, Mr. Man, you might find her sitting on one of the rooftops of the buildings, just smoking her a nice cigarette. She's looking up at the starts, but snorts after doing this longer than a moment and then goes back to his original plan of just sitting there, apparently restless.

Oh and she might notice you. Paranoia, years of skills, you know]

[cowledcrusader.livejournal.com]

[She might notice. There's a quiet, subtle woosh as Batman touches down on the roof from grappling up here. He hasn't yet paid Nina any attention... given he was on the other side of the building when he grappled up here and didn't see anyone else up here just yet.]

[compos-mentis.livejournal.com]

[A woosh, huh? That might as well have been a surround-sound for her. But she makes no notice of hearing that. After all, she might have imagined it- but she does afford herself a small glance over her shoulder in the direction of the sound. At the same time, she morphs her hair.

Gone is the bright red, in is the dark, camo-ing black]

[seemssoslow.livejournal.com]

[ The problem with Batman's schedule is that it's this crazy person schedule that makes it hard to figure out when someone can bother him. This makes it a bit hard for Wally because... yeah, Bruce is around, but who knows when he'll have a chance to run into him and say hi.

This is why he's running around at night today, the familiar blur of red and gold regularly stopping amidst buildings and trees. Whenever he stops, he looks worried and yet hopeful...

This is a good night for bothering Batman, isn't it? ]