Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13427943-20140716024037/@comment-4681758-20140806040254

"No idea.", Rogan said.

"...God you're an idiot.", Newman replied.

"What?!"

Arriving at the mansion a few minutes later, Brand walked in to see Ciarán in the parlor with a few suitcases.

"What's with the luggage?  ...Oh God, where are you sending me?!"

"Not you, Kid.", Ciarán said as he handed Brand the letter he received earlier.

"...Alright, so what did you want me for?"

"I need someone I can trust to protect the city while I'm gone.", Ciarán said as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a set of keys. "And this house."

"...Are you saying what I think you're saying?"

"Lemme clarify, Brand.  I'm not asking you to be The Bat while I'm gone.  In fact, I'm telling you not to be.  I'm leaving this imporant duty in Blackwing's hands.  And if anything in this house is an inch out of place when I get back, there's goona be Hell to pay."

"You can count on me, Boss."

Putting his hand on Brand's shoulder, Ciarán smiled. "I know I can, Brand.  Now, I need to go say goodbye and get ready for my flight.  Good luck, Blackwing."

"...Thanks, Ciarán."