Private texts

[peckish4action]

To: Wally West and Zatanna Zatara

Wanna talk over Red Robin's offer?

Two hours, top floor of this address. [Coordinates & street address attached.]


To: Damian Wayne

I know you've probably talked about it more than you care to, but, if you want me to, I can still listen. Or read. Yeah, I mean about RR's offer, but that doesn't mean I won't listen to any other topic you want.

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[babybatshit]

Wouldn't work that way. The Titans have been public for a long time for us. I certainly can't vouch for stealth, discipline, or effectiveness when I was with them. As Drake keeps pointing out, this isn't Gotham, and I have to admit there's no way to stay secret in an area this small. Not as a group.

But also, that is what you do.

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[peckish4action]

Our team didn't operate in Gotham, either. Like someone would let metas, even teenage ones, have the run of the city.

And... well. We can work on those things, then. I'm not fond of these things where nothing can be done. And they seem to be the rule. Have to do something about them.