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Metropolis is the biggest, highest populated, most important functioning city in the world. It also, right now, isn't much of a fucntioning sity - the police are pushed to their limits, the population is higher than it can really support and its economy is crazy thanks to a distinct lack of anywhere to trade with. Crime is higher than it used to be in Gotham.

Which provides a lot for a young crime fighter to do. And Sparrow is after a drug ring specialising in Ruhipnol and other, related sedatives.

So she's not Sparrow right now. Her shades are off, her outfit is stashed, and the only equipment she's carrying is that which she could cover in the pockets of her big yellow coat.

She's undercover on the streets of Metropolis.

[OOC: Still open to new threads! They just will ALL take place before the Sylar thread for obvious reasons]

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"Aren't you Jubilee?" Man, it's been forever since they had a thing, what was her real name? "Jubilation Lee?"

Sparrow's jaw sets, the only visible sign of her stare becoming a glare under her red shades.

"He told you," she says coldly, her arms turning white under her gauntlets as her grip tightens.

She trusted him, and he told on her.

"No, you told me. It was.." Tim frowns. "Many years ago, by my reckoning."

"Never met you before."

Which isn't true, of course. At least, she has met Bruce Wayne. But her universe's Bruce Wayne. No one from any universe with a 'Batman.'

"..." He tilts his head to one side, studying her carefully. "No, probably not, not like this. But, back when I was Robin..." That should help, hopefully.

Her upper lip curves into a faint snarl.

"So you used to steal my schtick as well?"

"Your shtick?" His scowl deepens at that. "And you've been doing this for how long?"

"Long enough."

So, technically, she's not the first Sparrow. And this guy's older than her. And Dick's older than her too. Sparrows are still the real McCoy. Robins are just Homo sapiens wannabes.

"and what do you call yourself?" He's assuming some type of bird.

She lifts her chin even higher, pushing down her arms to reveal the bird symbol on her chest.

"Sparrow, actually."

"Sparrow? And Dark Claw did you say?" Tim shakes his head. "Kind of sad, really. The lengths people will go to try and be like me."

Sparrow snorts out of her nose.

"Whatever, Wayne. You'll never be him."

Tim coughs at the Wayne bit. While technically true- "But you interest me. What does this Dark Claw do?"

"He's the protector of Gotham," Sparrow tells him firmly, and not light on the implication that he's the only one. "And he'd never carry one of those."

Why does everyone rag on the gun? "Really? And how does he deal with criminals?" Another no guts hero, who believes in reform, likely.

"Cuts them up and scares the crap out of them," Sparrow returns, confident that he'd never understand.

"Cuts them up. Real bad?" sounds like a character. "He never puts any out of their misery? Never insures they won't be back to kill again?"

She glowers at him.

"He doesn't kill, if that's what you mean."

Doesn't kill any more.

"You need to some times." Tim touches his holster. "Everyone focuses on the gun, but it's only another tool. In another lifetime, this gun was used to make a hero, by taking away his parents. Now, it serves me to keep that mistake from ever happening to any other child."

She curls her lip slightly, not buying it for a minute.

"You're just another criminal."

"No, we got rid of the criminals." Brainwashed an entire coast. "I'm a vigilante."

Still convinced this is Bruce Wayne, Sparrow's not at all sure how this guy could have trained Dick.

She does know she hates him.

"You're a murderer. You're just one of them."

Tim turns away, his grappler sliding into his hand. "I keep seeming to have this conversation. Believe me, if you lived through what I have-" and had your mind controlled by Miss Martian, your emotions controlled by Raven, and your actions controlled by Lex Luthor- "You'd understand. Some villains refuse to reform."

"Like you," Sparrow utters,before she turns in the opposite directions.

She'll bewatching out for him now; he's a recognised villain in Metropolis.

And Tim is gone, as Batman soars into the night. He'll be keeping a watch out for her, just in case.

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