7453/On a dark and broody night.

On a dark and broody night.
Date of Scene:	09 May 2019
Location:	Unknown
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Red Robin, Dusk

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Red Robin has posed:
Tim Drake is sitting on a gargoyle of one of the older buildings in Gotham. He has been doing the patrol tonight, and has ben in a few fights with mostly thugs. His back is to the roof, and he has a bad from big belly burger with him.

Dusk has posed:
Huh. Someone is sitting on a gargoyle, on patrol. Useful information, maybe.

There's a girl who looks Vantablack-dark from head to toe. Her black gliding wings softly flutter out from under her arms down the side of the building. She's looming on a window ledge, very, very close to the gargoyle. There's no real way to know how long she has been there. Maybe she was there first. Maybe she flew in and landed somehow. She was invisible and noiseless before, and now, she has just.. decided not to be hidden, anymore.

After a few seconds of silence, she offers a quiet, bored, "Hi."

Red Robin has posed:
Tim Drake does not jump, he may have been surprised but has been taught not to show it. He will turn his head and look her over and seems to be thinking for a moment "Hello, and who might you be if I may ask."

Dusk has posed:
She turns her head to look at you, lazily. "I'm Dusk. Which one are you?"

She lazily stretches her arms and shoulders, unthreatening. "Long way down, isn't it? It's slow tonight."

Red Robin has posed:
Tim Drake hmms and say "Red Robin, and a bit have ran into a few purse snatchers and the such but nothing that really has given a work out." He hmms and says "I don't believe have see you coming to Gotham before."

Dusk has posed:
"I get around a lot. Mostly I just do rescues. Criminals aren't as much trouble if the victims are gone."

Dusk hmms, smoky tendrils of inky void wafting from her back to hold fast to the wall as she looks down at the street. "But I should try to keep in touch with people, more. I'm easy to miss."

Red Robin has posed:
Tim Drake hmms and says "Well rescueing is a good thing as long as your not crossing the lines, Batman should not be to botheredby another person helping to save people. It is a good thing to be honest."

Dusk has posed:
"People are fragile. Even bad people. I'm not in a hurry to see other people die. It's not a fun experience."

Dusk taps her chin lightly. "Oh, and I don't want to upset anyone. It confuses the police when people appear in a cell that they didn't put there, don't you think?" Her wings flutter a bit, seeming weirdly long and animate, blowing dramatically in the wind that isn't blowing at the moment.

Red Robin has posed:
Tim Drake smirks a bit and says "Thats why ya leave the beat up and tied up for the police to put in the cell. Maybe leave a video or sometihng like that if they need more information on why they should be locked up.

Dusk has posed:
"No point in beating them up. That's cruel. And I don't carry rope in this." Dusk stretches a bit to emphasize the skin-tight nature of her outfit. Painted-on vantablack, almost.

"I leave the ropes and chains to guys like you. I'll see more of you soon." She casually falls forward off the ledge, plummeting toward the ground.

Before she hits anything, she vanishes into nothingness in an imploding black void.

Red Robin has posed:
Tim Drake does have his grapple ready to shoot it to catch her, but as she poofs he hmms softly, and looks around for her in case she popped up here."