Enter: Connor Hawke

[newoutsiders]

Amusement Mile, 91 Sorkin Avenue. Gotham City.

Home.

You knew it was going to be hard, making a clean start for yourself far away from the Arrow Clan. You didn’t think it was going to be this hard. But with most of your boxes unpacked, and tenants displaced by a gentrified Burnside filing into this once abandoned entertainment district- thanks to your generous, rent controlled prices- you’re finally back in the landlording game.

At least this was a cheap get. Even with all the gentrification going on in this neighborhood, for some reason the buildings down this part of Sorkin Avenue were priced to move. You figure it’s just Gotham- people get scared and leave town all the time. Fortunately for your tenants, they’ve got a superhero for a landlord.

There’s still a lot to do. There’s that zen garden you want to put up on the roof, that isn’t even close to finished. The Bailey family on the second floor still isn’t getting water in their kids’ bathroom. Not to mention—

You’re interrupted from meditating in your spartan spare bedroom by the ring of a doorbell.

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[not_easy_being_green]

"I think that has to be me," he says, slightly regretfully - he still doesn't care for motorcycles. "I don't have any vehicle here. Charlie, can you meet us there?"

[newoutsiders]

Charlie looks unsure.

"I dunno if i want to try porting there... I screwed up that thing with the truck. Twice."

She suddenly brightens up, and looks at Steph.

"Hey! What if I cover the rest of your patrol route tonight? It is Batgirl's assignment. Oracle never specified which."

[stephbrown]

Steph... really doesn't like that idea, but she's a little lacking on choices. Besides, she reasons, if Charlie hadn't been around, Babs would've reassigned her to the whole Plastic Man Truck thing anyway, so her route would've been unpatrolled. At least this way someone's looking out for it. Probably.

She sighs and nods. "Okay. But if anything - and I mean anything - comes up, you comm me. Don't jump into anything without telling me first." She gives her best Babs Glare. "Or I won't help you train."

[newoutsiders]

She salutes.

"You can count on me! Next stop..." She pauses to recollect the itinerary you went over with her during your stakeout at the docks. "The Cauldron, right?"

[stephbrown]

"Right. There shouldn't be any trouble, but if there is, let me know immediately." Steph's not sure about this whole thing, but... hopefully Charlie can handle it. Hopefully there's really nothing going on at The Cauldron. "Observe only, okay?"

[newoutsiders]

"Comms open, dark vengeance on lockdown," she confirms. "You got it."

[stephbrown]

"Okay." She turns to Connor. "Ready to chase a truck?"

[not_easy_being_green]

"Let's go."

[stephbrown]

Steph gets back on her bike and starts it up before motioning for Connor to join her. She hears Charlie 'port away and really, really hopes that she's not going to get into any trouble.

[not_easy_being_green]

Connor hesitantly sits on the back of Steph's bike.

As he settles, he checks the wound on his arm cautiously, wanting to make sure it won't affect his draw. He pulls up the gauze cautiously.

The fabric of his sleeve is still torn. The skin, however, has healed over completely.

"Oh..." he mutters quietly. That's... something.

And then they're off.

[stephbrown]

Steph heads south towards Brentwood, looking for signs of Sal Handy as she goes. Not that she exactly knows what she's looking for, but she's gotten used to the whole "anything out of the ordinary" thing. Hopefully either she or Connor will spot something that helps them out as she goes.