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[indent][sub][COLOR=silver][B]Titans Together! #1.22[/B][/COLOR][/sub][sup][right][COLOR=silver][b]Interaction(s):[/b][/COLOR] [I]Green Lantern[/I] - [@Hillan], [I]Martian[/I] - [@Half Pint][/right][/sup][/indent][COLOR=dimgray][SUP][sub][center]____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________[/center][/sub][/SUP][/COLOR]
[color=A5F2F3]"[i]Ice[/i] to meet you, Titans."[/COLOR]

[color=878686]The three had barely arrived on the scene before the situation escalated from ensuring that civilians made it out of Cinderblock's aftershock to actively preventing them from suffering at the hands of his jailbreaker. As Icicle Jr's initial wave of artic blasts pelted against Green Lantern's personal energy shield, Robin and Martian leaped out of the way of a stray blast that the two had [i]initially[/i] thought was meant for them - only for it to encapsulate the area surrounding the civillians that Rayner had just pulled out of a collasping building. A few were immediately frozen solid, while others screamed as giant icicles sprang out of the concrete in a stalagmite formation. The few who were caught in the direct path of ice tried to dodge the coming wave of razor-sharp spikes, only to end up pinned against a partially collapsed wall as the ice rose several feet above the ground. Having landed following a roll, Robin gritted his teeth as Icicle Jr's gleeful laughter managed to drown out the sounds of the chaos. Placing two of his fingers to the back panel of his utility belt, his hand readily accepted the spring-loaded Bird-a-rangs from within a hidden compartment.

He knew that what he was about to do was dangerous. Icicle Jr. was a known metahuman, the successor to a nasty character that an elder group of heroes had dealt with on many occasions. Dick had only skimmed [i]that[/i] clown's profile in the files of The Batcomputer when he was studying potential superpowered threats, an idea that had come to him following his initial run-in with Clayface. Being alot younger at the time, Grayson had just assumed the original Icicle was something of a joke - even largely seen by Wally as something of a poor man's Captain Cold - and thought nothing of him since. Muttering a curse for the arrogance of his youth, Robin forced the thought to the back of his mind. It didn't matter how dangerous the newcomer was - people were in immediate danger, and if Icicle wasn't thrown off his guard quickly, someone could easily die. Breaking into a sprint towards the villain, Robin looked over his shoulder at his now hovering teammate.[/color] 

[color=54a468][b]"Martian, handle the civilians. You could free them faster than anything I've got. I'll cover you while GL's getting a second wind."[/b][/color]

[color=878686]Icicle Jr. quickly spotted the approaching former Boy Wonder and grinned. Probably assumed that he'd be the easiest of the three to dispatch, and Robin didn't necessarily disagree. Which is why he had to rely on years of training that taught him the value of using an opponent's ability to underestimate him. It had happened far too many times in Gotham. Even The Penguin had taken one look at the boy in red and green tights and laughed during their first encounter, making a crack about how the scary Bat had taken to working with a multi-colored nestling. One broken nose and fractured rib later, and Cobblepot had suddenly lost his mirth. Dodging the initial retaliatory blast that Icicle shot his way, Robin was determined to repeat history.[/color]

[color=878686]Tossing six Bird-a-rangs at his current obstacle, Robin leapt into a hangspring and flicked the button on his gauntlet that released both halves of his bo-staff. As he somersaulted into the air, watching Icicle become momentarily distracted by having to freeze the metal projectiles aimed directly for his extremities, Robin then connected the two ends and shot the completed staff into the pavement, propelling him higher into the air while he launched into a pole vault. Icicle had already managed to spin around by the time that the "Squire" landed hunched atop a street lamp above him.[/color]

[color=A5F2F3]"Heh, that's really all you got? I thought you Gotham boys liked to play rough!"[/color]

[color=878686]Before Robin could let out a retort, Icicle raised a hand and blasted another beam of sub-zero energy. But The Caped Crusader's ex-protege didn't seem particularly phased, spinning the staff in one hand and retrieving a line attached to a hook in the other as he stepped back and dropped from the lamp. As the metal beam above him was encapsulated in thick ice, Robin revealed that the line was still attached - now even more firmly so by Icicle's blast - before diving into an immediate swing. Placing the soles of his boots high into the air, the former Boy Wonder effectively dropkicked Icicle in the face. Sending the villain staggering for a moment, Robin pushed off of him and vaulted in the opposite direction, twisting his body so that his staff connected hard against the back of Icicle's skull.[/color] 

[color=54a468][b]"Against [i]The Nepo Sno-cone?[/i] Hardly seems worth the effort."[/b][/color]

[color=878686]Robin smirked as Icicle growled at that, angrily rubbing the back of his blue-skinned head. In his head, Grayson was still evaluating the amount of distance that it had taken to properly distract Icicle enough to pull off his little maneuver. He had barely thrown the Bird-a-rangs from four feet away, which had only managed to distract his target for three and a half seconds. If he really wanted to get Icicle to focus on him and forget the civilians, and potentially even lose sight of what his teammates were doing, he'd have to dig deeper into that wounded pride.[/color]

[color=54a468][b]"What's with you cold types and puns, anyway? Was there a convention? Because this is coming from the kid who used to wear pixie boots: it's [i]never[/i] worked."[/b][/color]

[color=878686]Icicle narrowed his gaze at the mocking protege.[/color] [color=A5F2F3]"Careful, birdie. Despite appearances, I've got less [i]chill[/i] than you think."[/color]

[color=878686]Robin responded by vaulting forward and launching an additional eight Bird-a-rangs at him.[/color]

[color=54a468][b]"If that was supposed to disprove my point, I've got news."[/b][/color]

[color=878686]In a sweeping flash of light, the eight projectiles were rendered useless as they dropped from the air and shattered as balls of ice. Icicle sprinted forward with an outstretched hand, ready to turn Robin into a human popsicle before he could make his next move. What the cold-themed attacker didn't realize was what remained hidden in the former Boy Wonder's hand: a collection of small flash grenades. Icicle had just managed to get within range to flash-freeze the vigilante before he was hit in the face with enough lumons to blind his corneas for ninety seconds. Screaming out in pain, the villain grabbed at his face as he slipped, hitting the side of a nearby car.[/color]

[color=878686]He wasn't out by any means. But he was angry.

And Robin's experience, anger always lead to sloppiness.[/color]

[color=54a468][b]"Lantern! Martian! I've bought you a minute!"[/b][/color]