[ The sharp ringing of distinct crunch of metal catches his attention -- his bike wobbles, topples from the force of the chunk of rock thrown sharply at the pipe, and he's taking an aborted step towards it in consternation before realization catches up with him.
He turns, instead, to the direction it came from, catching sight of the fleeing form. ]
I'm on him, Oracle! Sighted on the rooftops.
[ He's got another thing coming if he thinks he's going to escape Damian. The Robin scales the building with a quick shot of his grapnel gun, swinging himself up to the roof to hit the gravel running, darting after Dick as he leaps the gap between buildings.
And, when he has a clear shot and it's safe, he's quick to fling out a batarang, meant to knock Dick's legs out from under him. ]
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He turns, instead, to the direction it came from, catching sight of the fleeing form. ]
I'm on him, Oracle! Sighted on the rooftops.
[ He's got another thing coming if he thinks he's going to escape Damian. The Robin scales the building with a quick shot of his grapnel gun, swinging himself up to the roof to hit the gravel running, darting after Dick as he leaps the gap between buildings.
And, when he has a clear shot and it's safe, he's quick to fling out a batarang, meant to knock Dick's legs out from under him. ]
Get back here this instant!
[ Better keep running, Dick, he sounds pissed. ]