UnMasked Nomad

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^^ the Bike's Space Form, stealth-mode ^^

— Erin —

I had hoped that Nightwing would panic, and I could get my giggles from his screams, but instead he leapt off the bike, and opened a parachute that was apparently hidden in his uniform, cool as a cucumber.

I activated the bike and rode next to him casually, raising an eyebrow at him as we slowly drifted towards the city. "You feel stupid yet?" I asked after a minute or two of silence.

"... A little." He sighed.

"Mm. Yeah, hop on." I let the bike spread, taking the form of a large disk, about fifteen feet in diameter, and placed it under him so that he landed next to me.

He disconnected the parachute, watching it float away, then looked at me. "So, you've got a Martian Bike? That's new, but very cool."

"Not Martian, actually, though a piece of the design took Martian tech as inspiration. No, it's entirely Mine and Sofia's own work. Now, when did Cassandra Cain, the Daughter of Shiva, the ultra-advanced culmination of five millennia of studies and tests in the field of bioengineering, a real and undeniable super-ninja forged to serve the League of Shadows, who then rejected the teachings of the League and left to join the Batman in her quest for Identity as a real girl with a Pinocchio Complex, become the newest member of the BatFamily?" I asked bluntly, getting straight to the point.

"Why?" He asked simply, though I could tell he was filing away a lot of what I'd said.

"I'd like to know when in the timeline I am, so I can attempt to change some things that need changing, avert some crises' that need averting, and all without mucking up the time-stream too much. I also don't want anyone to know that I know the future, though Flash Suspects, and I think Batman does as well." I stated honestly.

"Is there a way to mess with those things without messing with time?" He hummed.

"No. I've already irrevocably changed time when I attacked Lex Luthor. This is no longer Earth 16, it is Earth 17. All the bad stuff is still going to happen, somewhere else, but I can't change that. I can change this realm for the better, just a little bit, and I plan to. I don't want to overstep myself and accidentally become one of those time-travelers that thinks they can save the world, but I can help a few people and subtly help avert a few crises'. Simple as that." I shrugged, and sat down as the disk built a couch on top of it for seating, still whipping through the air above Gotham like a UFO.

He took a seat on the other side of the couch, and blinked slowly for a few moments. "Wait... so your arrival created another Earth with a Branch in the Timeline?"

"Correct." I nodded.

"And because of the unstable nature of time right now, you can change some things, and it won't cause any paradox's?"

"Weeeeeeeeellllllll..." I shrugged helplessly.

"Okay, so there'll still be paradoxes, but you think that it'll be worth it?" He asked slowly.

"Correctomundo, mi amigo." I nodded, and settled the craft in a hillock just north of the city.

"Huh... okay then. Do your best, I suppose? Now, let's take a look at your new powers, see if we can figure them out." He nodded, kicking his feet up as the chair turned into a recliner.

I raised an eyebrow at him, and the chair slowly turned into an Iron Maiden, making him rocket out of it with a yelp. "No laying down on the job." I said simply when he glared at me, and the entire structure turned to black mist, sweeping into the ground like tar. "That's the first ability. Very odd."