[Action] Closed to Superman

[descendsfromshadow]

[It's late at night when Blake makes her move. She'd seen Slade's message and after their conversation and one face-to-mask encounter with the madman herself, she had decided it was for the best to stay out of his little game as much as possible.

But when rumors of this had reached her... well, she knew that she couldn't just avoid it forever. She had to see this for herself.

Slipping past the police watching the scene wouldn't exactly have been difficult, not for somebody like her, but she waited anyway. There was the fact that she wasn't supposed to even be there to consider, but more than that... she didn't want to be interrupted.

With the police gone, she quietly slips beneath the police tape stretched across the smashed door of what had once been a small, family-owned restaurant and was now a vandalized, burnt and smashed out wreck. Looking around, she steps lightly through the rubble before stopping at the far wall and reaching out to lightly touch the red paint that spells out a simple, and familiar message.]

"FROM SHADOWS; WE RISE"

Comments

[big_blue_boyscout]

[It was beginning to look like when it rained, it poured. Devious' ultimatum, Deathstroke's open call, and now the White Fang. He'd wonder what was next, but given the trend it felt like tempting fate, and he'd rather avoid anything else, especially after seeing the remains of the restaurant. Even as he approached it was pretty clear what had happened, and given the damage it was a small miracle no one was hurt.

[As he gets closer, a few blocks away, he can see something in the restaurant, or rather someone. Too small to be an adult, but not small enough to be a child. He kept a close eye out during his approach, and when they went straight to the message on the back wall ... that raised a few questions.]

I don't suppose you'd be willing to tell me what you're doing here.

[He speaks up as he lands in the burnt out storefront.]