Winged Rats and Cats [Catwoman]

[Dick Grayson - Nightwing]

Tracking someone in the bat-family was easy. If you were using the computer system what is. But to track someone by 'foot' look training. And this was what the bat-family did best.

Tonight was no acception, tracking Catwoman would be a bit to little of a challenge...then again, he had the whole East side to scale to find her that night. And she didn't have the communication line open to what Bruce had given her.

Ok, easy enough assumption that she was probably out 'working' that night. And how he had tracked her. Come on, he remember the motorcycle. He knew how the best vigilantes hid their equipment. He was one of them.

Nightwing had ditched his bike a while back after finally finding evidence of Catwoman's work on one block...who else left scratches on their victims?

After finally tracking her down, it wasn't long before he'd be able to figure out where she might be headed. Back to her bike. So cutting her off was the only option.

That was just what Nightwing was doing.

Nightwing scaled several building before he got to a high enough point to start running parallel to where Catwoman was. Dropping back to stay out of her sight. To shout across the rooftops from where he was would be idiotic.

He only had one option. After getting ahead of her, he shot off his grapple-line, he swung around the road.

Landing on the building before her, he'd hope to catch her off guard with the move. He stood at the end of that building as she would be jumping across to it.

"Sure are keeping a fast pace for a midnight workout," Nightwing said.

He was unaware as to what she had been really been up to.

But it only took seconds to come to a conclusion from the satchel she had slung over her one shoulder. Not what he was here for. Though it looks like he may have interrupted her line of word that night.

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Corralling a cat was never easy. Nor was herding one. Especially one that was black in the dark of the night. Not that she was looking to be caught. Her mantra was always get in, get out. Batman was the one who liked to complicate things with talking. So she would push with more than just talking. But she'd been aware of someone following her for the past fifteen minutes. If it had been Bruce, he'd have called her. He knew she kept an earpiece in. Few cared to notice. Not that he was just anyone. But this tail was better. Not quite Bat-level, but close enough. Dick, no doubt. So now she was meandering here and there, but not leading him off her own trail by much.

She heard the grappling gun go off and rolled her eyes. He was damn insistent tonight. So instead of fighting it, well, she'd just play his little game.

"I like to keep atop my game. Even you know that." She shot back, hands on her hips. She watched him watch her, his eyes lingering a bit too long at her hip. Where she kept her stash for the evening. "Quite curious for a little bird tonight, 'Wing. Going to steal from the thief?" It didn't even matter she knew who he was outside the mask. She'd have toyed with him one way or the other.

[Dick Grayson - Nightwing]

"Curiosity is for the cats. I can figure it out. I'm not Batman and that is not the reason why I am here," Nightwing replied.

Nightwing looked to Catwoman. He trusted her in ways. But she still played her games with the Batfamily.

He wasn't as laid back about letting her off the hook like Bruce could be. This was Nightwing after all.

And while in costume, it was strictly business.

"There is one thing I need you to do tonight though," Nightwing started to ask.

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She pursed her lips, pouting. "So serious tonight. It seems Batman really did have a good influence on you. But still, even he cracks at times." She winked, her hand going to splay on her unoccupied hip, a claw slinking out as she went to tap him on the nose.

"Then why not cut to the chase and get to the point, Nightwing. If you aren't going to play, then spit it out." She rolled her eyes before she tapped him on the nose again. Another few claws came from her fingertips just in case he chose to relieve her of her bag before she allowed him.

One he spat out his request, those big green eyes narrowed. "A favor? Me? That might be a high price to pay, you know. Does your allowance cover that, you think?" She raised a brow at him. She knew she was laying it on thick at the moment, but it had been so long since they'd actually talked face-to-face for a while. So even while they were in their respective personas, she knew they'd have a chat about this no doubt, later on. But she for one was having a ball at the moment.

"What is this request?" She purred.