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Post by Vaughn Logan on Dec 1, 2012 15:28:57 GMT -5
The police Precinct was quiet, and dark. Only a handful of police officers were still in the office during the middle of the night, the other officers were busy patrolling the streets, having a handful with crooks and dealing with crime. Afterall, this was the city that never sleeps. Falling to the main floor of the precinct, Vaughn looked at an overweight man behind a desk on the computer. Scanning the PC with his goggles, a hacking transmitter was then sent to his OPSAT ( (OPerational SATellite uplink) powered watch. Vaughn looked at the large screen on his watch, beginning to hack the computer from afar. Once inside, Vaughn tried to locate and /or connect to the main database. Damn, It's on the other side...Vaughn thought, as he slowly navigated himself down the hall, staying close to the wall as a police cadet walked past him. For a second he even thought he eyed Mickey on the other side of a glass wall.
Eventually making his way to the database room, Vaughn scanned it over slowly, and found an access point. Searching through the database, Vaughn made his way to the Hunter profiles. He then proceeded to download them, and deleted any information found.
Making his way back the way he came, Vaughn shimmied his way back up to the rooftops. He was a ghost. The Precinct didn't even know he was there.
Standing and walking along the rooftops, hopping to another Vaughn activated his communications link. "Ready for Extraction."
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Post by levitt on Dec 1, 2012 16:00:20 GMT -5
 Damien got off his motorcycle and stood on the pressure pad as it began to descend into the floor, he hopped off the pad as it'd began to re-rise into its original position in the floor. Damien had built the lift using hydraulic parts to keep everything moving while it was in motion, he stepped into the darkened room as the ceiling began to light up as each panel in the ceiling lit up..
Damien glanced to his left where his costume was in its glass case.. He'd been tracking his old friend from college and school knowing he was up to no good he had to stop him, the only way he knew how.. Damien turned clicked his fingers and the computer began scanning for "Vaughn Logan" Damien opened the case where his suit had been sitting and he began to grab the individual pieces.. a few moments later Damien stood there as he'd done many other times in his suit.. He looked like a man who served justice as his cape dropped down to his feet... Damien clicked his belt shut and began walking to the lift..
Damien stood in the night air as he observed the rooftop Vaughn had been standing on, it was now or never he had to stop his old friend while he could.. He'd have him arrested then as his alter ego he'd come bail him out and set him straight. Damien began running towards the rooftop ledge.. He'd gained speed as is cape flew in the wind.. He began gliding across extending his legs he began getting closer to Vaughn and he kicked him in the chest before landing on his knees. "You're on a dangerous path, and I'm the stopping post.. I am The Batman..." Damien roared out as he stood up and moved towards Vaughn.
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