Rocco ran his fingers through his hair, ruffling it up and smoothing it back down a couple times before exiting the room. Not looking where he was going, he bumped into Jay. “Oh- sorry, man!” He backed up a few steps before stopping. “What’s your name?”
Jay's landed on a random room. He didn't anything about nor knew if it contained anything dangerous. In this moment, he did not car and might even welcome it. What would a better way to spend half an hour then poking around at Batman's secrets. So he started approaching the room not expecting for someone to come out. He didn't react quick enough and ran into them. "Woah woah woah. I'm sorry. I didn't see you there." He apologized while stumbling a few steps back. He laughed off the stranger's apology and said, "Hey, its one's fault. No harm no foul." There was a beat of silence before it processed in Jay's mind that the stranger asked for his name. "Oh yeah! I'm Jay. You are?"
((Sorry, I was insanely busy today. What's happening?))
(Starting classes and introductions. Villains are robbing a bank and Heroes are exploring the Batcave.)
((Okay thank you sorry))
“Rocco. Good to meet you, man. I guess we’re gonna be working together or somethin’..?”Rocco yawned, stretching his arms above his head and lacing his fingers together behind his neck. “Speakin’ of- whaddya think about this place so far? Freakin’ cool, right? Batman’s a little less prepared than I woulda expected, but I guess that’s neither here nor there.” Rocco didn’t seem to be the type to ever stop talking. He laughed a bit, glancing around the Batcave. “It’s nuts, man.. it’s nuts.”
Annalise climbed in through the window, mask already askew on her face. "Terribly sorry for being late, sir. Accidentally caused a bit of traffic and then managed to get stuck. Won't happen again~" She said, hopping to the floor. "I didn't miss much, did I?"
(No problem. You should be fine.)
Jay nodded along with the words said by Rocco. He wasn't about to interrupt the man as he could be the same way. If he got overly excited, which is often, then he can ramble for what seems like hours. When Rocco took a pause, he decided to interject his own points. "Yeah yeah totally. I mean this is the Batcave. Although I haven't seen much so I don't know if I should be impressed or not. And I guess I was expecting a bit more organization from the man who spends a lot of time on the roofs in tights. Or at least that is what I hear. But either way, this place so far is really cool." Jay had stop himself from continuing as he didn't want to talk the ear off the first person he met here.
“Yeah! It’s pretty gnarly in here. Very, uh… what’s the word.. brooding? Yeah. I was about to say emo, but that doesn’t feel right.” Rocco clearly didn’t care about how much he talked. “And yeah- the tights thing? I just can’t get behind that. First of all, they’re tights. Second of all, how does he move? It’s the same with Nightwing, dude, I just don’t get it.” Rocco laughed, shrugging and shoving his hands into the pockets of his jeans.
Jay nodded in agreement. "Yeah. Emo may not be the right word for it. But I was thinking like gothic or whatever. Brooding works too though. That word definitely fits the atmosphere of this place. And tights is an entirely different topic. Like chaffing is a thing and I don't want it and they better not give me latex. The is the biggest no go of the century. I wonder less on how they move but how the tights don't rip. Like I have had worn tights before and let me tell you, quick movements give you a fifty fifty chance of it ripping. And after that everything feels uncomfortable."
“Right? That’s why I sewed my own outfit or whatever they’re called.” Rocco shook his head, leaning against the wall. “‘Nuff about that, though. What’s your thing? Like..” He gestured vaguely. “Speed? Strength? You good at fighting? What’s goin’ on with you?” He tilted his head curiously, rubbing his eyes.
Jay looked surprised at the thought of someone making their own suit. But now that he gives it more thought, it makes since. "You made your suit? Very cool. I wish I thought of that because at the moment I am suitless." He gave a wary laugh by the end of his sentence as he rubs the back of his neck. He pauses when asked about his abilities. "My thing? Well I guess it is mostly the wings that are on my back. I also got control of air and other sky events but big ones take a lot of energy so… yeah. What's your thing?"
Callie ran up to the huge penny. "This is double my size," She marveled, then sped up to the top. She was a lot higher now, and she could see all around the Batcave. She spotted the other two guys and ran up to them.
"Hiya boys. Name's Callie. What about you two?"
Jay glanced up and around at a sound of a voice while he was waiting for the response of Rocco. He spots the last recruit that he references to earlier. He smiles at her in greeting before saying. "Nice to meet you Carlie. I'm Jay. We were just discussing the Batcave and powers. Got any comments or opinions to add?"
“Oh, that’s sweet. Controllin’ air and allat. My thing, um.. I really never know how to phrase it. I can talk to ghosts and stuff like that.. I’m basically the Long Island Medium, but real. Plus I got a bit of clairvoyance, but I don’t really count that ‘cause it hits at random times and I can’t control it too well-“ Rocco shrugged, and jumped slightly when Callie came rushing up. “Uh- Rocco..?”
"It's Callie," She corrected. "And the penny is my favourite thing in the world." Callie said, pointing to the giant penny a few metres away. "It's huge. I love it."
"Very cool. Sounds a lot more useful and mysterious then 'wings'." Jay said glancing to Rocco while finger quoting wings. He looked back at Callie when she corrected him on his mistake. "Oh shoot. Sorry. Callie, make sure to remember that." His line of sight then followed to where the girl was pointing. A giant penny. "That is huge and is probably now the best thing about this place. At the moment at least."
“Why would anyone make a penny that big? It doesn’t make any.. cents.” Rocco laughed at his own joke, shaking his head. “God! You know, I just crack myself sometimes.” He grinned, looking at the large penny.
Jay pauses for a second after the pun for it to sink in before joining in the laughter. What can he say, he likes a good pun. “Man. I wished I thought of that. If you do puns often, I believe we are going to be great friends.” He says between laughs. Once he calmed down, he looks back up to the penny. “But now that you mention it, why does Batman have a giant penny in his Bat Cave. What’s the point?”
Lainey walked into the room with the rest of them. “Hey, person who wasn’t here earlier,” she greeted Annalise. “So are we going to rob this bank or what?”
Annalise waved. "We're robbing a bank? Guess I did miss quiet a bit."
“Yeah, so get ready because we’re about to leave,” Lainey responded. She studied her new companion, trying to figure out which emotions were hers.
Annalise smiled. "Glad I wore my suit under my clothes then. May I have a moment?" She asked, smiling sweetly.
Joker nodded and Naomi rolled her eyes. "Better hurry, transportation should be here any moment now and we don't want you to miss it and leave you here alone." Naomi said a bit coldly.
After very long moments of silence, Nightwing sighed, looked at Batman and said, "You know, you seem off lately, what's wrong?'
"I don't have an idea what you're talking about." Batman said with a huff.
Nightwing rolled his eyes and frowned. "Yes you do. You usually have a plan or lesson, and I've never seen you this distracted before."
Batman sighed and looked at the computer screen. "I guess I'm just surprised they picked me. Why not someone a tad better than me, Like superman?"
Nightwing groaned at the metion of Superman. "As much as I like him, I also hate him."
"Why's that?" Batman asked with an amused tone.
"My name is Superman. I'm a complete jerk with dumb superpowers like doing everything a Batsuit does but if you wave a rock in my face, I turn into a normal being. And apparently I can't handle that, because I collapse onto the ground whenever that happens, screaming in pain. And my greatest enemy is a bald man, who owns a lot of real estate. Oh, so scary. I don't even know why I wear a cape. I just do. Probably because Batman does, and it looks great on him." Nightwing hissed.
Batman smiled and shook his head. "That makes no sense. Well, actually it does. . ." He paused. "Just go bring them back here. It's been more than thirty minutes."
"Aye Aye, Sir." And with that, Nightwing left the main room.
“I guess I don’t really know. It’s.. cool? I guess? It’s kinda like modern art.” Rocco shrugged it off, shaking his head. His couldn’t seem to stand still for long, constantly fidgeting and shifting from foot to foot.