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[indent][sub][B]Location:[/B] Gotham City, USA[/sub][sup][right][b]Issue:[/b] Return of the Prodigal Son - #2[/right][/sup][/indent][sub][hr][/sub]
[i]I’ve tracked Freeze to the abandoned Snow Cones Ice Cream Factory.[/i]

The words seemed to go by quick as Damian operated at the helm of the Batcomputer.

Did Mr. Freeze ever consider his lack of efficiency was due to the nature of revisiting the same abandoned building over-and-over? The best criminals in Gotham utilized a variety in approaches and certainly wouldn’t be using the same base of operations they did when they first appeared. Damian wasn’t particularly surprised. Annoyed. But not surprised. Drake probably had a theory about the pathos regarding using the same ice cream factory in the north end of Gotham. Reliable refrigeration and temperature control seemed to be the most cut-and-dry reason, not that a reason ever helped Batman & Robin from taking down an enemy. Tactics were more important than Pathos as far as he was concerned.

[color=007A6B]“Hn.”[/color] Damian mulled over the thought of participating.

Drake was somewhat competent and had been his rival ever since he arrived in Gotham. He had been the leader of the Titans before him. Damian liked him the least of all the Robin’s and Batgirl’s he had met and he was pretty sure the feeling was mutual. The thirteen-year-old scoffed as he looked at the map, analyzing all of the entry points. Mr. Freeze seemed like an adequate target to test his mettle after being away from Gotham for a few months. He would have to deal with Drake, but what better way to prove that he shouldn’t have been sent away then by working with [i]and[/i] upstaging his rival—his threat to the mantle?

Damian tightened his hood as he moved forward, toward the R-Cycle.

It was time to ride.

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