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heroes_baddie ([info]heroes_baddie) wrote in [info]dc_heroes,
@ 2010-12-10 19:37:00


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Entry tags:"birds of a feather", birds of prey, black canary, huntress, oracle, zinda blake

Who Are You?
The identity of the individual known as Oracle was something that had been eating at Calculator for some time now. He /had/ to know who Oracle was.

He had tried in the past to find the identity of Oracle, but each time he had been unsuccessful. There had been a few times when he had been close, but he had failed each time. He wasn't going to fail this time and he /would/ discover Oracle's identity.

His past attempts had been analyzed and he realized that his approached needed to change. Going directly after Oracle had failed, now it was time to go after her through the people around her. Calculator knew Oracle worked with some female crime fighters in Gotham and they would be her undoing.

He placed a call. He knew just whom to call.


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[info]makemescream
2011-01-19 01:20 am UTC (link)
"Do you want me to scream again and make you fall to your death? Try again."

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[info]heroes_baddie
2011-01-19 01:37 am UTC (link)
Deadshot's grip slipped a little and he reconsidered his options. "Look Lady, I don't give up. Ever. And I don't squeal on my clients. I've got a code" he said, surprisingly serious. There were few things Deadshot believed in, but his strange sense of honor was one of them. At the same time, he didn't like the prospect of getting blown off the rooftop. He decided to walk the familiar line of helping an enemy out, only as much as was absolutely necessary.

"You've got me at a disadvantage here though. There's nothing stopping you from looking through the duffel bag I left with my rifles" he said, divulging information she would already deduce on her own anyway. His fingers twitched and he grabbed for a hold with his right hand- catching it narrowly. "But I'd be quick if I were you, because if you're still here when I pull myself up, halftime is over Princess" he said, trying to get a leg over the ledge and failing- forcing him to rest for a moment lest his strength give out...

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[info]makemescream
2011-01-21 01:12 am UTC (link)
"Good point." She moved to his bag and started going through it. "I could just take your bag, that is an option. Really? You still keep paper information? I'm disappointed."

Dinah grabbed every bit of information in the bag.

"Have fun hanging out." Dinah headed back to her bike. She'd almost fixed the flat before the jerk started messing with her anyway. She was gone in moments.

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