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[ofprincesskori-blog]

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Kori was no stranger to Manhattan, having visited plenty of times with the Titans and in her career. She couldn’t believe she lived here now especially when she spent most of her time on the West Coast. With the population increasing, she worried of how it would affect everyone. On Tamaran, she felt that this would be handled differently. “Hello!” She greeted someone who had been sitting on a bench in the middle of the park. After so many years spent on Earth, she had adjusted well but had so much to still process.  “It is a most pleasant day! I have visited the place of markets and purchased ten organges for ten dollars. That is quite the stealing!” She bit into a wedge. “Would you like to taste one? The house is on it!” 

[majorspoileralert]

Steph knew that most people didn’t spend their whole lives in their hometown. Bruce did, and she wondered if maybe it had only thrown gas on the fire that was his pain.

You can’t heal in the same environment in which you became sick.

Maybe it was time for a new beginning. A new city. A new life. 

A new reputation.

She’d always be the Spoiler, she knew that now. But maybe it didn’t always have to mean the same thing that it did back in Gotham. Stephanie Brown could write her own story. A newer, faster, more efficient Steph.

Starting with the fact that she knew someone was following her. Were they friend or foe? She wasn’t sure, but she didn’t get the sense she was in immediate danger. 

“If you think I don’t know you’re there, you’ve fallen right into my trap of underestimating me.”

[not-red-robin]

A rooftop probably wasn’t the best place to fall asleep, but he couldn’t be bothered to move right now. Tim felt like he had been going non-stop ever since this whole thing started. There had been so much to set up, people to find, research to be done. Laying here, on this dimly lit roof, smog filling the air, he could almost imagine it was Gotham. The skyline was wrong, and the lights too bright, but if he closed his eyes he could imagine.

A small scuff of shoes alerted him that he wasn’t alone, and he opening his eyes reluctantly.

[incendiarymalkin-blog]

Relatively clean looking diners had never really been her scene before, but it looks like everything had somehow stepped up in quality over here since the whole dome situation. That, or she just hadn’t found the real dives yet. Still, the food was decent and not too overpriced, and it beat smoking out of her bedroom window trying desperately not to get caught.

However, it was kind of hard to enjoy her sloppy, cheap diner food when some creep kept staring at her.

“Y’know, I thought it was rude to stare.”

[thwipthwipbish]

 *･🕷️˙˖✧. Peter looked down at his phone in his hand, laughing to himself as he scrolled through some old tweets about Spider-Man. There was a particularly hilarious tweet from ‘SpiderNerdAmy’ that deserved a like, so he he hit the heart button with his thumb. He should’ve been more focused on where he was walking, because now he was wearing the iced coffee he was carrying in his other hand. ❝ O-oh, my bad! I’m sorry! ❞ He looked up at the person he’d walked into.  ❝ I uhh –– I didn’t get any on you, did I? ❞

[ofdamianwayne-blog]

Damian wasn’t the biggest fan of being exposed, out in public spaces where it would be easy to be ambushed, but Alfred had insisted that he get fresh air, so there he was in central park. He was sitting on a bench observing someone, furrowing his brows, he finally decided to address them. 

“Are you sure that’s a good idea?” 

[dcmonboy-blog]

Damian decided that he had seen enough. He entered the room and leaned against the nearest wall, crossing his arms. He made his presence known by making a scoffing noise. “Are you sure that’s a good idea?” He asked in a slightly smug tone, shrugging his shoulders. The vigilante raised an eyebrow at the other person. “Because I wouldn’t do that if I were you.”