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[h2][color=#FE2160]Nyt Årud[/color][/h2]
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[b][u]Location[/u][/b]: The Joker’s Hideout, Gotham, New Jersey.
[b][u]Interacting with[/u][/b]: [color=99ccff]Edwina[/color] & [color=33ff33]The Joker[/color]- [@Morose] and [color=yellow]Barbara Minerva//Cheetah[/color].
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	Barbara chuckled at the Joker’s attempt at a joke, missing how simple life use to be when they were the new kids on the block.  Things had changed, no doubt, and although Barbara was seen as somewhat of a freak for her feline attributes, the Joker always had a soft spot in her heart for never treating her any differently.  When his attention shifted onto the alien, Barbara started to speak about Nyt’s powers before she found herself voiceless as Nyt patted the feline on her leg.  Ready to gripe but unable to, she stopped to sulk.
	Nyt leaned towards the Joker, a cruel smile on her face.  “[color=FE2160]Maybe I’ll show you if you keep telling more jokes,[/color]” she said, partly suggestive but knowing full well she would keep her powers a secret for as long as possible from him.  Edwina groaned at his joke and the alien watched as his mood shifted to annoyance from not having more amendable guests.  Inwardly, she smiled as the car pulled to a stop.  Just as she had suspected, he didn’t have the conventional home: it was a deserted factory that was in dire need of TLC.  As the girls all shuffled between the Joker and his goons, Nyt cupped her nose and Barbara began to hiss at the dogs.
	“[color=yellow]I mean, I’m not afraid of dogs, but I’ll show ‘em who’s boss,[/color]” the Cheetah mumbled under her breath.  Nyt looked over at the direction the Joker was pointing towards.
	“[color=FE2160]I’ll be damned if there’s a tutu involved,[/color]” Nyt replied in stubborn tone, completely wanting to dismiss the costume idea: she didn’t like them the first time she had to put them on, even for the Powerbound Alliance.