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[detectivewonder]

WHEN: New Years' Night.
WHERE: Miscellaneous rooftops and alleyways.
WHAT: Tim goes on patrol.
WHO: Red Robin, Artemis, and anyone else who prowls the roofs at night is welcome to join.

The snow was starting to melt. It made running around on the rooftops a little warmer, but a lot more dangerous. That was probably part of the appeal. Tim still made nightly patrols, but they'd gotten shorter and shorter for months now -- after Jason left; after Cass vanished... crime wasn't high enough on the island for there to be much of a point. Maybe once a week, he stopped a mugging, but other than that, it had become just a quick, hour-long prowl, exercise and training and looking out to see if anything newer and stranger had taken over the island.

For the last week, he'd been out three or four hours every night. It wasn't that he needed to clear his head. Or at least, it wasn't just that.

There was someone else out here too -- and whoever it was didn't answer on the radio frequencies he shared with Steph and Torchwood. So every night, he made another try at this little game of cat and mouse -- bat and bird? -- trying to get a closer look.

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She'd considered not patrolling. The crime rate seemed pretty low, it wasn't like this place needed her, and she wasn't planning on staying. Getting a job was a necessity.

But she couldn't stay away long. She excused it with needing to keep her fitness up, the same reason she went on runs in the park carrying twenty pounds on her back. She excused it with needing to stay sharp so she wouldn't be behind her team when she got back. But what it boiled down to, even if she didn't like thinking about it, was that she needed to remind herself that she was one of the good guys. Here, back home, wherever she ended up.

One of the good guys.

So here she was, out again despite the quiet, crouched on a rooftop. She had been considering whether to pack it in for the night or not, but then she'd heard the noise. Someone else on rooftops, in the middle of the night? She spun around and raised her bow, string taut.

"Who is it?"