Frustations

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Ever since those ninja showed up, Tim had been trying to figure out who they were underneath those masks.

But nothing! Facking nothing! It had been two weeks now, and he still hadn't found anything!

The others were starting to get worried, seeing he hadn't slept in like... four days? Well fack sleep, he needed answers.

Tim clutched onto his fourth cup of coffee of the day, typing away on the batcomputer. He reviewed the footage over and over, trying to get a glimps of what happened, but nothing!

When Dick came back the night after they first encountered the ninja, he told them about the encounter he had, smiling sheepishly.

Tim, of course, being a detective, wanted to know where they lived. So he followed them through the cameras, into the alley, and even thirty minutes later it seemed like they never left!

The vigilante groaned, taking a sip. He was gonna figure it out, just they all wait. "Hey, Timbo, you alright? You seem frustrated."

Of course Dick had  to come check on him. Nice. "Peachy! It'll be better once i figure out where those ninja live."

Dick sighed, carefully wrangling the cup of coffee from Tim's grip. "Tim, you need to sleep. Come on." He turned of the batcomputer, pulling the chair Tim sat in along.

The teen in question didn't make any move to try and get his coffee back or get up, simply grumbling stuff under his breath.

Fack Dick and his insitance that he slept. He needed to know more about those pesky ninja.

After god knows how long they got to his room, Dick unceremoniously dumping Tim onto his bed. "Night." Tim muttered a night back, brooding.

He didn't need sleep! He needed facking answers! After five minutes, he fell asleep brooding.

After like, eight hours he woke up, shooting upright. Shit, he missed patrol- Tim raced to the batcave, greeting Alfred the cat as he passed.

He burst through the door, panting. "I can still patrol! I'm awake!" "Buddy, patrol was two hours ago." "Huh? How long was i asleep?" "Eight hours?"

Tim cursed. "When i see Dick again." "He went to bludhaven like two hours ago." Tim glared at Jason. "Not helping, zombie."

Jason shrugged, returning to what he was doing. Tim sighed, glancing over at the batcomputer. If he didn't eat, Alfred would kill him... He'll eat.

The vigilante headed towards the kitchen, rummaging through the refrigerator for some leftovers.

As usual, there was a container with a sticky note with his name on it. Alfred really was a thoughtfull person, huh?

He ate the food, wich was amazing as ever, and went back to the batcave after. He had ninja to catch, and he was not gonna give up.

He started up the batcomputer and opened the case file about the ninja. There was very little stuff known about them, only code names.

Green:

Name: unknown

Age: unknown

Goal: To find unknown pupil

Grey:

Name: unknown

Age: unknown

Goal: To find unknow pupil

White: 

Name: unknown

Age: unknown

Goal: To find unkown pupil

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