"This isn't fair" Damian exclaimed. "You let Grayson go out on patrols on his own when he was younger than me, and I'm much more skilled and able than he was, is and ever will be!" Bruce and Damian were currently in the Batcave arguing, again, about Damian going on more patrols by himself. They were both in their uniforms, preparing to go patrolling for the night. Bruce's deep baritone voice bounced off the vast walls of the Batcave as he replied with, "This isn't up for discussion Damian. I've said no now respect my decision. You are only fifteen, you are still under my care and supervision". Damian scoffed and crossed his lean muscled arms over his chest. As he opened his mouth to retort Richard 'Dick' Grayson entered the Batcave, with a figure slung over his shoulder. He had a cocky smirk on his lips as his eyes sought out and found Damian, to which his mouth spread to a wide knowing grin, exposing his straight, pearly white teeth.
Dick practically skipped to the pair, with apparently no care for the body over his shoulder, and he stopped in front of Bruce and Damian looking between the two with wide sparkling blue eyes of glee. Damian's left eyebrow raised on its own accord as his eyes bounced between Dick, Bruce and the body over Dick's shoulder. Before either Bruce or Damian could open their mouths and question Dick he lets out a girlish giggle as he bounced on the tips of his toes and addresses Damian with "Damian do you want to explain why this girl was in your wardrobe?" in a teasing tone accompanied with a teasing, knowing raise of his eyebrows. At this new information Bruce's head snapped to Damian with an incredulous look and crossing his arms across his well-muscled chest and tightened them threateningly. Damian's response to Dick's question was his arms falling to his sides and hanging there while his mouth fell open in an unattractive gape.
Kiara's head lifted with a jolt at this also as decided now was the best time to struggle and escape, even if it was futile. Dick chuckled throatily and swung his head back in amusement of everyone's reactions. Damian started to spew out denial at the accusation, which were not very comprehendible, such as: "I've never seen her before, she's obviously a petty thief", to Bruce in his defence, not that Dick was listening. Dick began to flounce over to a chair situated to the right of them as he raised his voice to continue to tease Damian as he mockingly berated him with "I mean I know you have a thing for hiding weapons but hiding girls in your wardrobe is taking it to a new level, Damian. I know you always want to be prepared for anything but damn". As the accusation was vocalised Damian's face lit up in a bright red blush and his eyes widened comically. Bruce's eyes stayed trained on Damian as he stammered and stuttered out that Dick was lying and repeating that he had never seen her before in his life.
As Dick began to lower Kiara to the chair Damian's stuttering and denial abruptly ceased as he shouted "Wait!". At his exclamation everyone stilled in anticipation, and Kiara stiffened and squeezed her eyes shut in a silent prayer. Damian dashed over to the girl and seized Talia's sword from the sheathe on her back and took a few steps back as Dick dumped her onto the chair below her. As Kiara felt the chair below her she whipped her head up to see the other occupants of the room and readied herself to jump and attack. Her plan was stalled as when her head was raised she saw the end of the blade of Talia's sword loom towards her neck and the user of the sword glare at her from behind a black mask covering his eyes. He seemed to be about her age, maybe even a few years older. He wore a costume, that from the images that Talia had shown her she could decipher was Robin's, Batman's sidekick. His short black hair was spiked up, and he was about 5'8, only three inches taller than her. He was quite muscular and lean, like most of the men back at the temple, she supposed it would be expected if he worked with the Batman. Her green eyes scanned the vast dark hollow cave and the second person she saw, her eyes widened, was just who she was looking for.
Batman. Her original captor was stood to her right a few feet away from her and his eyes never left Robin. She felt the tip of Talia's sword press into the skin of her neck, at this her eyes returned to Robin's deadly stare and sneer. "Why do you have my mother's sword?" he questions in a low lethal growl with venom dripping off every cold word. His teeth were clenched together as his jaw tightened at her silence. Kiara decided to do the right thing, and not to make a snarky sarcastic comment, but to cooperate. "Damian? She gave it to me. For proof. She sent me here on a mission, to find Batman" her eyes slid to said person, "And to help protect and train Damian". Her explanation was said in a projected steady, confident voice, to which she was proud of as she felt like she would collapse any minute.
Damian's eyes narrowed as he prepared to press the sword into her neck with more force. But before he could do that Bruce stepped forward and took hold of the hilt of Talia's sword and pried it out of Damian's clenched fist and pierced him with a long demanding stare. Before anyone could do or say anything Bruce's voice boomed into the cave as he looked at Kiara and decreed "I will go contact Talia to find out if she is telling the truth. For now, she will be put in the holding cell". Without another word he spun on his heels and headed towards the computer to their left, and Dick again hefted Kiara over his shoulder and took her to the holding cell fifteen feet away from them. Damian's gaze followed the girl as it burnt into the back of her head and her dark auburn locks and he clenched his fists. She seemed his age, and in good physical shape like him. Her eyes were quite peculiar, they were bright green and reminded him of cat eyes, they seemed to suit her thick fierily auburn waves quite well, her fringe fell as a curtain over her left eye and acted as an effective shield. Damian mentally shook himself, he should not be analysing her aesthetics, even if her physical appearance was pleasing and her physique did match that of an assassin it did not matter. If she was lying he would make her pay himself, and with that thought her stomped out of the Batcave.
When Kiara was deposited onto the floor of the holding cell and the door was locked behind her she let her muscles go slack and her head fall backwards onto the bars as she closed her eyes and allowed her body to finally partake in the rest it craved.
