أفضل طريقة لديك الكرة

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I sat in the Watchtower, waiting as Cass and Em fought against the digital enemies in a training program. It was fascinating to watch the two fight, with such fluidity, it was like it was watching two girls dance across a stage, instead of destroying holographic figures. I smiled, and grinned to myself like a madman. Emma usually wasn't a girl with a lot of words, which worked perfectly fine with Cass, who was still struggling to speak, even with the psychic mess up in her head.

Emma ducked, and swiped her staff at Cass's feet, who in turn jumped, but instead of attacking Cass, the staff hit another holographic assailant, and Cass had punched through another figure. Em shared a small smile, which Cass returned, and the two resumed their training session.

"Heeeeeeeeeya Nightwing!" Beast Boy said, sliding up next to me, before wiggling his eyebrows. "Why are you always watching Eclipse? I thought you were into redheads like Kory."

"Are you serious, you as well?" I groaned, burying my head into my hands.

"Hey, I get it! Black haired dudes always go for the red-haired chicks! And vice versa. I mean, we have evidence! Conner and M'gann, Roy and Jade, Roy and Eduardo."

I choked a bit on the last one. "Roy and Eduardo? I thought Eduardo was into Sam? And... girls in general?"

"As Blue would say, esé, you are so out of it." Gar imitated Jaime's voice poorly. "But it's fine. I mean, it's okay if you dig blond chicks too. Like Conner and Cassie, or Tim and Steph, or Wonder Woman and tha-"

"Okay stop right there." I cut in. "We do not pry into the Justice League's love life."

"But what girls do I dig then? What's my type? Who do green haired boys like?" Gar scratched his head. "How do I not know who I like?"

"Maybe you like a girl who cloaks in purple and is half-demon." Emma said, vaulting over. "The world isn't blind, Garfield."

"How do you know about Raven?" Garfield crossed his arms and pouted.

She smiled, the same smile that Artemis had used when Wally asked her what she knew about the League of Shadows. "I have friends on the street. One that you would probably understand, since she roams San Francisco as a superhero vigilante."

"The silver flicker? The one that Rose always finds so familiar but never puts a finger on it?"

"Yes and yes. She's not really a flicker, just fast. Not as fast as a speedster, but still fast. I think she goes by the moniker of Lupa nowadays."

"You're in contact with other meta-human vigilantes? There are four that we can't seem to apprehend, including your friend Lupa."

"What did you expect, Nightwing? I'm a meta-human vigilante on the streets. I have connections, I have friends, unlike you. Well you have me and Babs, and the Team and the Titans, but I'm not sure we count."

"Could you ID them?"

"I won't give them your names, but I could help you spread some light on them. Just their aliases." She countered.

Cass walked over, wiping sweat from her brow. "Information is pre... presha... precious, Emma. Don't give it away so easa... ee-see-lee. Easily."

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