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First Night [Action]

[In the middle of the previous night, a note will be left under the door of Clark Kent. It reads as follows:]

Clark,

There are urgent matters to discuss. Be on top of Community Housing 7 at midnight.

[The note is not signed and not dated. Mysterious letter is mysterious. The only question is whether or not Clark will meet him there at the appropriate time. As for the rest of the night before then, Batman will keep tabs on Luceti. He's looking for anyone in particular he might find useful. If you want to be shadowed by this vigilante or speak with him feel free to be out and about minding your own business. Don't worry about finding him. He'll find you.

Be warned, he may not even stop to talk if he doesn't want to. That's just how he is.]

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[Man. These heroes she's meeting really are way better than all of the adults back in her world.] ... Okay.

[Before he can go away, though, Molly stands on her toes again and holds her fists in front of her in an enthusiastic fashion.]

Hey! You were always my favorite hero, you know!

[At first, Batman almost fails to notice Leonardo's movements. But before he leaves his field of vision, he gatches the glimpse of movements and begins to track him from above.

...Whoever that is, he's carrying swords. And moving like a skilled assassin. Reminds him of Kyodai, and that's a very bad thing. Batman will be quick to follow this mysterious individual, taking extra caution in doing so.]

[Maybe, but that's not the Dark Knight's job. Instead, he's quietly observing what Leon's working on. What sort of science is he performing...?]

[...A dog? Strange looking one at that. Never seen one carry a pipe before, or with a knife scabbard either. He'll watch quietly for a moment. Probably more to this one than first glance would suggest.]

[Okay, you get a small smile from the Dark Knight for that one. He'll give her a small nod as well.]

I'll be in touch. Stay out of trouble.

[And with that, he slips back into the shadows and nearly vanishes.]

[Oh gosh that was so cool. Molly grins, then, after looking around to see if no one's watching, she "slips into the shadows" and sneaks around all Batman-like. Though she stops after a few minutes with a giggle; That was pretty fun! Her friends are never going to believe this.]

[Though what he's writing is probably not visible, Leon is clearly writing something with a pencil on a sheet of paper. He then places a very small lump of metal (some tungsten, gathered with help from Alphonse) onto the sheet.

There's a steady glowing light as Leon begins to transmutate the metal.]

It's a family business, I... I try to live up to the name.

Why are you so interested, sir?

[Don't jinx the poor Nami!]

[If Batman's anywhere by the Avatar house this evening, he'll see Katara going through some practice forms. She's got a few buckets full of water beside her and is concentrating fully on the precision of her movements. After the recent battle in the square, she's determined not to let any sloppiness leak into her forms; she needs her responses to be automatic.]

[He saw the look, and he'll take a couple of steps back to show he doesn't mean harm.]

...I know a few people back home who would really like something like this.

[He knows what this is. Though he isn't able to see just what metal Leon's transmuting, he's read enough about it in the past. Alchemic transmutation. This would be considerably more dangerous if Luceti had an economy to speak of, however.

But he'll watch and wait. Gold was worthless, so maybe he's doing something else...]

[...As he figured from his research, more than half the town was capable of metahuman or magical feats. This girl was definitely no exception. The movements looked oddly familiar, however. Was she utilizing a form of martial arts to manipulate that water?]

[The letter is incredibly recognizable to Clark. The handwriting, the timing, even the mystery surrounding it... all classic Batman.

Heading out to the designated meeting spot dressed as his "Clark Kent" persona, he ponders when Bruce got here, what he'll have to say, and just how in general this meeting is going to go. As he makes his way through building seven and on to the roof, he steps out onto the middle of it to wait.

Batman will be there soon enough.]

[It wouldn't be at all surprising if Batman recognized the form as the Ku-style of Tai Chi, since the movements are very similar. Just not usually accompanied with spirals of water circulating the body in tight control, or as Katara suddenly moves one arm forward, used as a whip to slice a precise inch off of a log. Katara immediatelly follows up with another whip, attempting to slice that second one in half before it falls to the ground. It's not a perfect half, though it does work. She withdraws, causes the water to coil around her again, and begins to repeat the form.]

[It seemed... this girl had the power to control water at her will when she performed this form of Tai Chi. He had seen variations of hydrokensis before, but this style seemed unique. For now he'll just keep watching for a short bit. Just what else could she do with this power?]

[...Or he's already there, lurking in the shadows near the edge of the building. He'll speak up from the darkness, though when he turns to face him, Clark should easily be able to see his outline against the night sky.]

You're early, Clark.

[Rydia stares at the barracks for a moment longer, then heads inside. She'll be busy thrashing dummies for a bit, and some interesting noises will result from her variety of methods; Flame Whip, Ice Rod, and some magic of her own, mostly lightning. After a few moments, it becomes less a training regimen and more a means to vent some pent-up frustration.]

[A powerful magician. An awful lot of those in this village. If it wasn't already clear enough, he's going to need to find a way to negate or dampen the effects of magic cast against him. A very wide repitore of attacks, but it looks like she's more ready to blow someone's head off if they get to her the wrong way.

Right now there's no reason to step in. But he'll study the attack patterns of her spells. Someone's bound to use something similar.]

[Clark doesn't turn to look at Bruce right away, looking up at the sky for a couple moments with a little smile on his face. Good old Batman.]

Guess I am. But what did you expect? [At that point he turns to look at him, typical grin in place.] My schedule's a bit more open here.

[Terra pauses, any relaxation washing away as she's almost certain that she's being watched.]

Who's there? ...Kefka?

[She pauses for a tense moment, then realizes it's probably paranoia getting the better of her. Muttering something to herself, she shakes her head and glances around once more before heading deliberately away from the town, following the river. There's a cautious glance back, once or twice, and it's evident that she's worried about being followed.]

[Same old Superman. As much as it can be, that's something of a relief to the Dark Knight. Not that he'd say as such.]

You're making due. I take it you're well aware of the dangers here.

I am. Met up with one face to face just a couple days ago, though you probably already know about that.

[He's thinking back to his fight with Aku as he talks, wondering what he can tell Bruce that he won't already know.]

The demon, Aku. He's one of many. And one of the sloppiest.

And that's ignoring the external threats.

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