imperishablesymbol / BRUCE WAYNE !
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Bruce had been keeping tabs on the prison transports since they left the secured facility, two of the criminals being taken to court having been involved in various crimes in Gotham, evidence pointing to a possible connection to the Falcone’s operations. The vigilante had planned to isolate them before their trial and question them about their connections to the mob, but the buses never made it to court, somehow ending up overturned in Hell’s Kitchen, all thirty prisoners managing to escape into the city. After suiting up, Batman jumped into the batwing and headed to New York, gathering information from media outlets and civilians accounts on the way. The communications system of his cowl alerted him of an incoming transmission, Batman recognizing the identification and accepting it. “What’s your location?”
When Cassandra heard about the escaped prisoners in Hell’s Kitchen, she’d been right in the middle of a lecture. Thankfully for her, her impeccable attendance didn’t raise any brows as the dark haired girl sprang up from her seat, collecting her things and rushing into the hallway. The procedure was something Cass could do in her sleep, suiting up and making her way to the location of importance. Though having been settled in a lecture hall when the news broke admittedly put the younger Bat behind a few steps. Just as her father’s voice is registering with her, hands are just finishing up securing her utility belt around her hips. “Cave.” She’s answering briefly before discarding her backpack aside, boots then carrying her out into the city. The perch she settles on is a familiar one, the image of Batman himself in the very same spot was always something that brought hope to the young vigilante. “Mind giving me a lift?”
