Mixed Messages ~ {d.w}

➵Five

OUTGOING MESSAGE
9:47 pm

Damian:

"Echo, what's the deal with Harley's call to Catwoman and Ivy? What are they planning?"

Echo:

"Not even a hello? I'm hurt"

Damian:

"I don't have time for pleasant hellos!"
"I'm on patrol! Grayson is sitting next to me as I text you!"
"Just tell me what their planning!"

Echo:

"Someone's in a bad mood"
"Why are talking to me when you're on patrol? That's a surefire plan to get clocked in the jaw and or leading people onto your little lies."

Damian:

"Be serious, Echo!"
"Grayson's looking over my shoulder!"

Echo:

"Oh haha, Damian! You are just too funny! And smart!"
"Ugh, I wish you could tutor me in math!"
"Why can't all guys be like you huh?"
"Wahhhhhh!"

Damian:

"You can stop that now, he bought it. We're on separate rooftops now."
"Is that your best flirting?"

Echo:

"Ugh, god no. I wouldn't flirt with you, bird boy."
"Just be glad your brother bought it. Or else, there would bad consequences."
"Besides, my flirting is part of my A-Game. One, I wouldn't share with you."

Damian:

"I didn't expect you to."
"What are the sirens planning?"

Echo:

"Back to the point huh? Good."
"They're planning to try and break Harley out of Arkham, then stage a prison break."
"Or they're planning to break into the museum and steal another set of gems."
"Which one?"

Damian:

"You're making me choose?"

Echo:

"No, I'm making you guess. Consequence for almost letting it slip, twice."
"Pick which one. One is correct, the other is wrong. Either way, I won't be telling you details."

Damian:

"I thought you were supposed to be helping me, not making me either ruin the case, or complete it."

Echo:

"I am."
"I could have told you something completely different, or nothing at all."
"I never said the help would be on your terms. And I never said that I would tell everything, nor just hand it to you."
"This is your decision, Boy Wonder."
"Next time, don't cross me."

Echo stared at her phone after typing that last message. She didn't know that she could be that cynical. With a roll of her eyes, she set the phone down on the wooden desk, focusing her attention on her computer.

There were two monitors next to the computer, making it a three screen computer. The screen on the left was displaying live footage of a rooftop. Looking closer, anyone could see that Robin was sitting by the gargoyle with Nightwing on the roof towards the side.

Echo pressed on the comm in her ear, the live audio coming through.

"Leave it be, Grayson!"

"But little wing! You're texting a girl! So grown up...."

Robin groaned in annoyance, clearly frustrated with both Nightwing and Echo.

Echo smirked, pulling up the case about the sirens. Next, was the footage of Harley and Joker in their cells at Arkham Asylum.