Dick lept from rooftop to rooftop. Doing aerial acrobatic along the way. He loved the feeling of the wind against his face. He kept his ear out for any signs of trouble. He smiled as he landed on a rooftop and tucked and rolled across to the other side. He stood up with a flourish and looked around. "No one?" He sighed as he peered out over the building. Suddenly he sees three guy comes running down an alleyway and stop midway. They all appeared to be catching their breath. He listened intently as the men spoke. He couldn't make out a lot of their conversation, but it was something about a woman and how they should go back and "show her who's boss.".

One of the men pulled out a pistol while the other two grabbed pieces of rebar from the ground and walked back in the direction they came. Dick quickly pulled out and tossed three birdarangs (birdarangs? yea, screw it) and tossed them at the men. Each one hit the men in the hands, causing them to drop their weapons in pain. He quickly lept down the building and landed a few feet away from the men. "It's late guys. Can we skip to the end of this?" He quipped as the men stared wide-eyed at him.

The first man quickly went to pick up his dropped gun. Before he could even get halfway, Dick lept forwards and gave him a hard right uppercut, sending him flying backwards, out cold. The other two men quickly bum rushed him. Dick caught the first man with a right sidekick to the face. He wasn't able to catch the other in time, however, and he wrapped his arms around Dick and kept running backwards. He rained down a few elbows on the top of the man's skull, until he loosened his grip. Dick then brought both his elbow down and his knee up to the man's head. They connected with a sickening crack as the man crumpled to the ground unconscious.

Before he could recover fully, the other man had shaken off the affects of the kick and was now charging towards Dick, throwing wild hay makers. Dick blocked the first few before ducking under one of them and coming up with an uppercut to the man's chin. It hit square on the man's jaw and sent him crumpled to the ground, out cold. Dick quickly checked himself for injuries. He winched as he stretched his arm up. "Cracked ribs, great. Guess no grappling up buildings if I can help it." He sighed as he decided to finish the rest of his patrol from the ground.