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Hm.

[ A note to make even if he's not entirely sure it's just gymnastics. His hand lifts then to hit the man that tries to jump him. The thug stumbles back and clutches his nose, hitting the ground rather hard. The Bat glances back at him before turning his attention to the woman in front of him.

Definitely someone who is used to holding her own. ]

Powers like that are dangerous seen in public right now. Walking out of here is going to give them your face and what you can do.

[ Haylie's fingers clench and release as she looks around to make sure that no one gets close enough to jump her or get a gun pointed at either one of them.

Her green eyes - almost glowing in the moonlight - flick up to meet his and she appears to weigh her options. ] You have no idea exactly how dangerous it is to be me right now, Batman. What exactly would you suggest?

I have an idea of certain things. Maybe you can enlighten me on the rest.

[ He looks over the defeated ambushes with a small frown. There's no real safe options for anyone anywhere at the moment. Even hiding in a hole can't guarantee it if the right people know things. His gaze eventually shifts back to Haylie. ]

Staying out of public as much as possible. Depending on the trouble you're in? Fake IDs to hide who you are in the mean time. Gotham isn't the wisest place to chose to stay low.

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We get out of here, maybe I'll let you enlighten me on what you think you know, go from there.

[ There's no such thing as safe anymore. Everything is a numbers game and statistically? Gotham is actually a pretty good bet in terms of places Trask isn't too likely to focus on. ] I've already taken care of those things. And under the present circumstances, Gotham is practically my only option.

[ Haylie hears sirens in the distance and what might be a helicopter - likely just a news chopper - and her entire body tenses. She glances back at the mouth of the alleyway, then Batman and then at the wall of the building behind him - where she spots a fire escape that she could easily reach with her jump height, trying to weigh her options. The police might not even be coming to the alley but she's obviously spooked and getting ready to bolt. ]

[ A grunt comes from him at the comment. There are things bigger than the small events going on in Gotham. But, to the people of Earth? The small problems are large to the people. What Haylie faces is her entire world--not the cosmos that comes baring down on him. It's good to remember that, perhaps the more powered members of the team he is trying to construct may not. ]

Gotham is a better home than having no home. Just not the first pick to trying to hide in. Too many criminal organizations that know the ins and outs if you catch their eyes.

[ His gaze moves upwards to the helicopter above. He turns then, starting toward the back of the alleyway. He pulls out his launcher, looking back at her. ]

I'm assuming you don't need a ride up.

[ Batman might not be aware of the so-called mutant problem but it's sure as shit real enough - and right now what she fears most is what she's presently hiding from in Gotham. Logan went with Charles so at least he's safe enough - the Wolverine has spent his life off the grid. Charles Xavier is at the very top of the list due to his psychic powers and the one person in the world who knows where she is at all times. If they get him, it's all over.

The thought makes her shiver in the rain until she hears the click of a tool and glances his way. ] Need? No. But if you're offerin' I'll take one.

[ Is this a good idea? Maybe not, but she's low on options and Batman's reaction to her powers tells her that he might actually be on her side. Or at least not her enemy. ]

[ A low grumble is in his tone, before a hand raises to motion her over. ]

It might be a rough ride up. I don't usually carry more than one of me no w.

[ The Batman moves his hand around her waist simply to hold onto her. The launcher flares to life, and in a brief second, they are both on their way up. He braces himself for both their weight at the top, knees bending, until she has a footing and he can let go of her. ]

Hopefully flying doesn't make you uneasy.

[ Haylie just snorts a bit at the comment about a rough ride up, adjusting the scarf so that it can remain functional in the way that it's obscuring most of her face - save for the almost gem-like green eyes that seem to almost glow in the moonlight.

There's a slight wince - reflex, really - at the contact and she's quick to brush it off, opting to drape an arm around the Bat's shoulders for stability. Built like a tank, yet fragile to the slightest touch, as if it's her cross to bear in atonement for the destructive power she's been given. Or maybe she spent a little too much time in church growing up. Six of one... ]

I don't think I'd consider this flyin', because I've done that and it's a little terrifying in its own special way. Real angel of a guy. [ Was that a pun? Only to the other X-Men because Warren's codename was not only Angel, but the man had giant fluffy wings like they talk about in movies. He could be an arrogant, rich prick at times but she'd give anything for one more late-night flight over the mansion that ended with him nearly getting his wings blown off for grabbing her in the first place...

No time for that sort of longing. She lands with him easily on the roof, putting some distance between them as soon as she's steady. This is the part where she's supposed to take off and disappear back into the shadows, yet she's still standing there. ] Thanks for the lift.

[ The shyness to touch is noted, but never once brought to attention. The Bat's gaze remains on her for only a moment before moving further onto the roof. He holds his fingers to his helmet. ]

Alfred.

I thought you might never ask.

[ He turns to look back at the woman as the distant humming of engines can be heard. ]

I didn't mean with wings. [ The cape blows in the wind as the sound grows closer. There is the barest hint of a smile at the fact he can still surprise people. ] I can drop you off somewhere you find safe.

[ A moment longer and the Batwing appears from the clouds. The cockpit opens and the Batman gestures to the plane. Of course, it is up to her and he won't push, but it is clear he thinks this is the better option. Especially since sirens can be heard in the distance. Someone somewhere called the police in. ]

Right. Of course. Because people don't have wings and I'm not friends with Superman...

[ There's a slight look of embarrassment when she hears the whirring of the Batwing and for a moment she's silent - a bit awestruck at seeing it up close and personal and she's actually impressed. ]

It's a little small. [ She's not trying to be an asshole or anything as she approaches the cockpit and takes a look inside. It's just a lot different than the X-Jet which is another painful memory she didn't ask for. ]

Nowhere is safe anymore. Just drop me off wherever. [ The words are said quietly, as monotone as she can manage. She's got an identity to protect and no place to call home. Her exploration of the underground sewer system hasn't produced any evidence that Morlocks are hiding in Gotham City. An icy revelation that she really is alone here, the only one of her kind to make it this far. ]

[ A smirk touches his face briefly at his comment. Friends with Superman. He wouldn't count himself as a friend, but, most likely the Kryptonian would. He half-turns when the cockpit opens and gestures for her to step inside. He then slides into the driver seat. ]

I don't have a reason for a bigger one. [ There's a glance at her. ] You don't have somewhere you stay?

[ The Batwing then lifts into the air and the Batman takes the controls. Alfred, of course, is on standby and listening into the conversation as always. ]

[ Haylie is a bit taken back by the brief smirk on the Bat's lips and can't help feeling a little proud of herself for that.

Emerald green eyes catch his when he glances over at her and then dart away just as quickly as the glance itself, her gloved hands wringing a little in her lap. ]

Nowhere specific. I move around a lot.

[ He nods to her statement. Smart, given her situation.

The Batwing rises into the clouds. The plane turns. ]

Alfred, find accommodations for Gotham's guest. One where she can lay low.

Are you sure of that, sir? [ A British voice comes through the comms then. ] Oh, of course you are. Well, do you have a preference in place, Miss...?

[ She hesitates for a moment, eyeing the controls before responding. ]

Just call me Spitfire. And no, no preference. I don't tend to get too comfortable in one spot anymore.

Ah, another one of your more extrinsic named friends, sir. [ A tired sigh comes from over the channels. ] Very well, I see what is temporary.

[ The Bat glances over to her. ] They can track you either way.

[ Haylie can't help a soft, amused snort at the British man's comment and meets his glance. ]

Depends on who they are. I've made it this far with only you barkin' up that particular tree.

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