Conner came out of an out of order payphone. (How many out of these out of order payphones are there?) And turned the corner. Immediately he saw the giant building. He walked in. He looked around when a receptionist interrupted him.
“Clark?” Conner turned.
“Oh I’m sorry it’s just that Du look a lot like Clark Kent. Can I help you?”
“Uh actually I’m here to see him. I’m Conner Kent I’m his uh uh” he sagte not knowing what to call himself.
“Conner?” A voice asked. Conner turned and saw Clark in a suit and dorky glasses.
“What are Du doing here?”
“Batman sagte that I should get a job. He gave me this note” Conner sagte handing him the note. Clark opened the note
I’m tired of paying for his clothes. Give him a job. Bond together. If Du don’t I’ll batarang you.
Clark looked at the note and at Conner. He sighed.
“Um follow me; I’m sure I can give Du something to do. He led him into his office where he started making calls to Batman but they went straight to voice mail.
“Clark?” Conner turned.
“Oh I’m sorry it’s just that Du look a lot like Clark Kent. Can I help you?”
“Uh actually I’m here to see him. I’m Conner Kent I’m his uh uh” he sagte not knowing what to call himself.
“Conner?” A voice asked. Conner turned and saw Clark in a suit and dorky glasses.
“What are Du doing here?”
“Batman sagte that I should get a job. He gave me this note” Conner sagte handing him the note. Clark opened the note
I’m tired of paying for his clothes. Give him a job. Bond together. If Du don’t I’ll batarang you.
Clark looked at the note and at Conner. He sighed.
“Um follow me; I’m sure I can give Du something to do. He led him into his office where he started making calls to Batman but they went straight to voice mail.
Dozens of reporters swarmed around the billionaire from New York, but he calmly walked past them all and into the limousine. A bodyguard turned around.
"Mr. Grant has no statement to make." he sagte in a heavy accent, and got into the car with the billionaire before it drove off.
"Target moving north."
"Nightwing?"
"What?"
"Did Du hear that?"
"Yeah. I told Du the target was moving north."
"It sounded like a girl sagte it."
"Do I sound like a girl to you?"
"No."
"Then keep an eye on the target, Batgirl. Nightwing out."
The Red Army Rises:
June 2012
"Mr. Grant has no statement to make." he sagte in a heavy accent, and got into the car with the billionaire before it drove off.
"Target moving north."
"Nightwing?"
"What?"
"Did Du hear that?"
"Yeah. I told Du the target was moving north."
"It sounded like a girl sagte it."
"Do I sound like a girl to you?"
"No."
"Then keep an eye on the target, Batgirl. Nightwing out."
The Red Army Rises:
June 2012