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Kate Kane	Kate's been settling into her duties as second in command of the Birds with the same sort of serious intensity she puts into training, her day job, and occasionally, her unfortunate substance abuse. But since she can only juggle going 110% at three things, it's the new command, training, and her day job for now. Which is why she's out on yet another windswept, gritty Gotham rooftop, this one overlooking one of so many seemingly abandoned, definitely worthy of being condemned warehouses when she opens a channel to Charlie. "Hey, did I hear you had a problem with... uhh... Flame man? Fire moth? The guy with the flamethrower and jetpack?" Her voice is dry, but there's a definite hint of barely held back sass. Of course Kate knows who Firefly is. "I'm pretty sure I've got a lead on him at a warehouse if you can give me a hand!" Helena gets a much more efficient text <<Hey. Ever want to shoot a guy in his flamethrower tank jetpack thing with a crossbow and see what happens? Address is...>> Kate's trying a tip from a leadership book for dummies. Reach out to your teammates on their own level. Helpful and mentor-like for Charlie... and, well, okay, she's just winging it for Helena. Hopefully they show up, because going up against a pyromaniac solo? Totally not her idea of a fun Thursday night.
Charlie Gage	While on Patrol across town there is a response over the comms from the hyperchaosteen "Oh yeah he lit me on fire yesterday. Did you know that while we have flame retardant armor layering it still gets wicked hot really fast?" of course it does Charlie. Did she ever study Science in school. What were her grades.     It is a blessing she has the Bats and Birds looking out for her and her shennigans. She is not the brightest one in the belfry or roost with all the geniuses around.     "He was like... bug wings.. zoom...flames... he had like napalm grenades. Which to be honest. Very cool... or oh hah hot. Very hot." thankfully the universe can't face palm. "I'll totes be right there."     Which means like a heartbeat later there is a slash of pinkish purple smoke near Kate and when it clears the Misfit-bat is there in her off brand <tm> but very real gear. The capelet looks very new, as does the jacket. The otherone is melted slag back in the Roost. "In there?" she chirps peering past Kate at the warehouse.
Helena Bertinelli	Huntress saw the message. Well that was certainly an interesting way to request backup. <<You had me at flamethrower. There in under 10m.>> And she revs her bike, holding the front brakes as she spins around to change directions. And true to her estimate, she rolls up, stowing her bike just about eight minutes later. Joining the two on the roof she nods. "Sounds like a party in the making" she noted, offering a nod to Misfit and Bat Woman.
Kate Kane	Kate doesn't leap out of her skin when Charlie appears in a puff of smoke. Between her and Zatanna, she's getting used to people appearing out of magic.... and hey, at least Charlie announces it with a puff! And Helena announces her own arrival with the distant sound of her bike. Kate frowns thoughtfully, chewing her lower lip as she nods, gesturing to a broken skylight on the warehouse roof, "I mean, he had... some kind of wings or something. Definite flamethrower, and... hm, didn't see any napalm grenades but he /was/ just heading in there and the building hasn't caught fire yet, so either it's some kind of base or he's meeting for a deal or something. We may as well go take a peek and wreck whatever's going on. For justice and all, right?" Sure, maybe it's not Firefly and they're going to look in the skylight and find a daycare for totally legitimate Jetpack Flamethrower Enthusiasts. But Kate's not betting on it. And so with that familiar compressed air hiss of a grapple gun firing, she's swinging across the street to land on yet another grimy rooftop. This is why she normally uses drones. But it's a good idea to get back to basics sometimes. Like the basics of creeping up to the skylight and peering in to see a workshop space set up surrounded by so many generic wooden crates, and a figure in unmistakable Firefly attire, working on a flamethrower on a workbench, with a belt of... well, maybe they're normal grenades, but they sure look napalm-y. Kate waits for Helena and Charlie to catch up and get themselves ready. Surely things will go off without a hitch once the chaos starts. Chaos is known for going off without a hitch.
Charlie Gage	The smoke is a bit odd but it seems consistant with her chaos-bounce teleports. Not very subtle but one can't argue with it being an effective trick.     "That does sound like him.... I mean how many winged jetpacked flame throwing bad guys are in Gotham... the odds are like ..." some mental math "three at most."     "For Dark Vengeance." she notes very solemly.     She steps off the roof and touches down on the edge of the warehouse's roof in a slash of smoke and then crouches and starts to move along with Kate to get to the skylight nd peer down as well. She whispers "Lair."
Helena Bertinelli	Huntress shakes her head, "Gotham had better not have more than one of these guys. Makes me glad I'm not one of those vigilatnes or heroines with... bare bellies or legs" she considers dryly. Making her way to the rooftop she looks to Bat Woman, "Well, Number Two. What's the play. All in together? Spread out?" She has one crossbow drawn and at the ready.
Kate Kane	Kate's not able to argue with Charlie's logic... it _does_ seem like the villains tend to pop up in groups of related gimmicks. She snorts softly and grins, bobbing her head to Charlie in silent agreement. She eyes Helena and snorts softly, hissing out, "Well, you know how much it rains around here, bare skin? God, you'd be shivering all the time!" She almost winces at being asked what to do... god, maybe diving right into this whole 'cooperate on things' method was a mistake, "Figure we all go in at once and /then/ spread out... concentrate on trying to take him down in one hit, if we don't, spread out so he can't... you know, fry us all?" And then she's doing things the straight forward way, springing up, leaping, and smashing down through the skylight, reaching into her utility belt for a batarang in mid-air. In retrospect, she figures Batman probably would've had the plan worked out past step one. But hey, birds improvise.
Charlie Gage	Charlie notes "I tried a skirt when I first got here and wanted to be Batgirl... it was so cold and I was so happy to get pants on my armor when I got real armor..." she shivers under her armor at the thought.     Of course she also had a t-shirt. No armor. Got shot. It was bloody. Thankfully she heals quick.     "Sounds gooo..." which is about when Kate is going through the skylight. Holy crap that was decisive action.     Charlie mentally files away that leaders take immediate direct action.     She leaps after Kate but instead of trying to angle away from her midair she vanishes with a slash of smoke and comes in hard from the left of Firefly boots first. All her momentum intact, she just isn't comin from the skylight angle now.
Helena Bertinelli	Huntress kind of gapes at Bat Woman. Or we could make it up as we go. "Following your lead" she says, resigned to it now. Dropping a grapple line, and fast-roping her way in. She doesn't have the semi rigid bat-wing cape after all. Dropping to a catwalk halfway down, "I've got the high ground. Sweeping the catwalks" she murmured quietly.
Kate Kane	Kate lets loose with her batarang in mid-air, aimed precisely, pre-emptively, at the belt of grenades. It's a pretty good plan, really. Hit them and knock them out of his reach to neutralize the threat. And Charlie's plan to take direct action and kick Firefly for DARK VENGEANCE is also a good move. But it turns out two good moves, without coordination, can counteract each other. And so while Helena's scanning the catwalks and ensuring there are none of those pesky Gotham henchmen or goons about, that well-aimed batarang is intercepted by a stumbling Firefly. Charlie's kick knocks him back on his feet, perfectly into the path for that batarang to hit his helmet with a metallic _ping_, before it ricochets into a nearby wooden crate. And through the wooden crate, impacting on something behind it with a denser metallic twang. For his part, Firefly reacts on well-honed criminal instinct, swinging his flamethrower at Charlie to force her back, and grabbing one of those grenades to fling it in Kate's direction, whereupon it erupts into a gout of flames that she dives and rolls away from. But this warehouse is filled with a lot of flammable containers for being a fire-themed villain's hideout. "Huntress! Try to sever the line to his flamethrower before he gets it online!" Kate cries out, it might not be necessary, but it's the first thing that she thinks of when she sees Charlie up close to their quarry.
Charlie Gage	Misfit even announces as her weighted boot catches him right in the midseciton. "DARK Vengeance! Hsss!" which in this case it is honestly pretty dark vengeance. He did light her on fire yesterday. Vengeance.     There is a glance though as Batwoman's batarang bounces off the FireBro's helmet and throw a crate making another metallic noise. Hopefully that doesn't blow up she thinks.     When she looks back it is in time to see the flamethrower pointed at her "Not today Satan!" is her next battlecry as she vanishes in the smoke again, repositioning off to the right out of the direct path and pulling out a small sphre of her own and priming it with flick of her thumb before hurling it at the dude's jetpack.     If successful it will be a hit from a GOOP grenade. Quick drying flame retardant foam that should seal up everythng useful in that jet pack until it is shattered off somehow.
Helena Bertinelli	Huntress had swept her gaze around the upper levels and was both relieved and mildy surprised that Firefly was in this alone. Guess he just wasn't big-time enough to have his own henchmen yet. "Clear" she murmuered quietly. Then she's asked to clip the line to the pyromaniac's flame thrower. Why not? What was the worst that could happen by letting pressurized flamethrower fuel just spray about? There wasn't time to focus on that. Taking aim as a shot is presented, Huntress takes it. The bolt streaks free of the string, the fletchings whistling faintly. But in the tussle, Firefly was moving and that already small target was moving just as the bolt intersected. It didn't sever the line but the razor head did nick it. In a few moments, the weakened spoke began to bubble with escaping fuel.
Kate Kane	Kate knows this isn't going great, but it's certainly not going the worst! Charlie's able to evade the nozzle of the flamethrower. And she hurls a goop grenade that impacts on his jetpack and it erupts with a hissing liquid noise, heralding a _confused_ and indecipherable shout from within that helmet. Helena's aim is true, and that hose is nicked. And with Charlie out of the line of fire, Kate's not going for stealth, sprinting towards Firefly, even letting out a sharp whistle to draw his attention. His attention and his flamethrower, that muzzle aimed right at her. And this is where Kate gets lucky. Planning to get some distance and turn her into one more sad pile of cinders in Gotham's history books, Firefly triggers his jetpack... only for that GOOP to do as advertised. With the fuel system clogged, it backs up. And when he triggers that flamethrower, that damaged hose can't contain that already leaking fuel pressure, ripping with a pressurized hiss before Firefly _and_ the closing Kate are being drenched in acrid fuel. Which brings Kate skidding to a stop, and reaching for her utility belt... and pulling out a small, rectangular object. And object that looks an _awful_ lot like a lighter. That she casually flicks open. "Alright Fire..fly, right? I think we all know how this goes. We're going to negotiate. You want to surrender? Or should I fight fire with fire?" Which earns an immediate yell from inside that helmet that... well, maybe it wasn't a swear? It's pretty muffling, but Firefly's twisting to look up at Helena, over at Charlie, before he manages to open a set of vents to stop the voice-muffling effect of his helmet, "Hey! Hey! This isn't... you've got to save me! What the hell! I didn't even do anything!"
Charlie Gage	Okay that chain of events actually has Charlie stop cold where she is standing and just gape at Batwoman and the lighter. With her and the villain doused in basically napalm goop or whatever the hell that stuff is.     I mean yes she is very proud of the fact that the whole jetpack trick she pulled worked. But this is maybe borderline crazy. Is this allowed. She has a feeling Babs would frown right now.     But daaaaaang it is so badass.     "Yeah surrender!" she shouts and then falls quiet when the guy starts asking for them to save him and say he didn't do anything "Uh..what.. you totes lit me on fire yesterday jerkface!"
Helena Bertinelli	Huntress hadn't even threatened to kill him yet and Batwoman was threatening to flambe' the guy. Even at the risk of her own fuel drenched armor. Huntress steps closer, "Save you? You've already attempted to immolate someone. A living someone. What makes you think we're above watching you burn. Clearly you love fire. Live by the flame, die by it, right?" Her tone was cold. Was she serious or was she bluffing too? Was Batwoman? Well. Gotham is a hard and dark city. Sometimes even the good guys have to play by those rules.
Kate Kane	It's times like this Kate's glad her cowl has those all-white lenses. Not so much for any nightvision or thermal vision built into them, but because no one can see her eyes widen as Helena and Charlie back her play. One of the Robins? Totally wouldn't do that. Well, okay, maybe Red Hood, but that doesn't count. Kate flicks the lid of that zippo a few more times, just letting that metallic spring sound out again and again. Is it an intimidation tactic? It sure looks like it. But it's actually because she doesn't know what to do. She doesn't normally work with other people. God, this has all gone so horribly wrong. And then Firefly's ripping his helmet off, working to take his backpack off like it's going to explode on its own. He's hardly memorable under the mask, just... some guy. "Ah! I surrender! You gotta arrest me! Take me to Arkham! I've got like... ISSUES! With fire!! I'm sick! I need help!!" And Kate snaps that lighter shut, and in an instant swaps it out for cuffs. She's downright brutal in the force with which she wrenches his arms around and cuffs him, kicking him down onto his stomach. she's not sure if she should laugh, cry, or tell him Smokey the Bear would be deeply disappointed. Instead, that impassive cowl tilts to look at Charlie. Kate turns to look at Helena. She frowns. "...Do you think the reason Batman uses a car instead of a bike is because it has a passenger seat?" Right. She knew there was part of the plan she didn't think through. Yep. Totally one part.
Charlie Gage	Charlie is absolutely not a Robin. She is mostly trained by Batgirl though. She knows she isn't actually supposed to kill anyone, but the bad guy doesn't have to know that right.     Nope she figures Kate is just hardcore bluffing her ass off about actually lighting herself and the baddie on fire.     She winces then gives a low whistle as the baddie is cuffed and kicked to his stomach like that dropped to the ground. "Uh.. duh... of course you need to go to Arkham and have a problem with fire. You literally are dressing up like a giant Glow Bug and are hiding in a warehouse full of flameable liquids while ... just geeze dude .. duh."     She looks to Batwoman "I'm pretty sure he stuffs them in the trunk ... it has a containment mode." she notes helpfully. "I usually just string people like him up to a light pole and call GCPD and wait nearby to make sure nothing goes wrong myself..."
Helena Bertinelli	Huntress watches, relaxing only when the man fully surrenders. It isn't often they confess to needing help. Of course saying it and getting it? Very different. She walked up. "Oracle already has a GCPD heavy coming this way. They're rolling full lights and sirens. I vote we just keep him company till they're a block out. He's not going anyhwere."