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Post by nightwing on Sept 14, 2003 23:34:15 GMT -5
“Good job Cap, Robin out.” The Teen Wonder turned to the other Titans. He regretted the fact that they weren’t going after Superboy… er… Kal-El but Robin didn’t have a right to reveal Superman’s Secret ID. From the looks on his teammates face, they weren’t exactly thrilled with the way things were going either.
“We’ve done all we can do right now, Titans,” Robin told them. “That kid is confused and scared, and quite possibly the most powerful teenager on earth right now. Us trying to force him back to the Tower won’t help things. Superman and Superboy… er… Kon will take care of him.”
“I hope…” he thought to himself.
With that, the young vigilante turned and returned into the Tower.
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Post by Shinobi on Sept 15, 2003 8:49:10 GMT -5
"Well that was a hell of a thing..." Shinobi mutters.
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Post by Marx on Sept 15, 2003 15:44:09 GMT -5
"Took the words right out of my mouth."
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Post by nightwing on Sept 15, 2003 16:43:32 GMT -5
Robin moved through the Tower in complete silence. He hadn't liked the idea of letting the teenaged Clark Kent go, but by the time that their forces had caugh up with him, Kal would already be in Smallville. It was probably best that the Kents, Superman and Kon-El take care of the situation.
Sitting in front of a compture terminal, Robin opened up the results of the S.T.A.R. Labs scan on the anomaly that the teen Kal dropped from. It's properites were similar with that of a Boom-Tube, but seemed to be link with negatron particals. As far as anything else, they were still investigate.
Cracking his neck, Robin sat back in his chair and continued monitor duty.
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Post by Marx on Sept 15, 2003 16:57:01 GMT -5
Harm shadowports next to Robin. "I'm pretty sure you won't trust me as long as I have this so here ya go." Harm gives Robin the Kryptonite in the lead case. "I'll be in my room if you need me Tim." Harm shadowports out of the room.
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Post by nightwing on Sept 15, 2003 17:02:58 GMT -5
Robin eyes narrowed tightly as he caught the Kryptonite. How did Harm know his real name? His grip on the lead box tightened.
Things just got more complicated.
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