Planning and Investigation

Bruce went straight back to the manor after leaving Yin's apartment, he wasn't sure how to feel, part of him felt guilty for the way he handled everything the another part of him wanted to go back into that apartment and punish her. He fought with himself all the way back to the manor, before remembering how he ran into Yin in the first place.

'Damnit,' Bruce thought as he pulled into the Batcave, 'I forgot about the girl, the kidnapped girl, what the hell's the matter with me.' Bruce parked the Batcycle and ran to the Batcomputer, where he found Robin asleep in the chair, 'Good girl,' Bruce thought, 'Waiting for my orders.' Despite his frustration towards himself Bruce allowed himself to smile at her loyalty and obedience.

Bruce nudged the girl awake, she woke up slowly before looking up at Bruce with her big blue eyes, "Daddy," she asked, "Do you need any help." Her voice was tired, she was clearly exhausted, 'Even so her first thought is to help me,' Bruce felt himself hardening, and remembered the frustration Yin left him with, 'No I can't be distracted by her tight little throat ready to be used and abused, I need to focus on the case, I need to get Robin away from me.'

"Not right now baby," Bruce stood the girl up, "I need to focus on a case for a little while." Bruce saw disappointed flash on Robin's face, once she gave him the puppy dog eye's he knew that he needed to find her something to do, or he'd rip that chastity belt off her and break his little virgin slut, "but there is one thing that's come to my attention recently, the December Gala," Bruce could she recognition in Robin's eyes, "I need you and the other's to plan it this year, can you do that for me?"

Robin nodded vigorously, always eager to please, she would gladly plan the gala. Bruce kissed Robin before motioning her upstairs, he had work to do.

-20 minutes later-

Bruce sat down at the computer as soon as Robin left and tried to push away the thought's of going upstairs and having some "fun", he did also manage to get some headway on the investigation. The tuft of fir he found was indeed hair from a white rabbit, he also found that Faith was blonde and frequently wore a blue dress.

Sitting back Bruce thought about the case, 'This looks like the work of The Madhatter,' Bruce typed into the computer, 'Looks like he is escaped from Arkham I suppose the best thing to do is check his usual haunts.'

Bruce uploaded a list of all of The Madhatters former hideouts, mostly rundown apartment building's like the one Faith was squatting in, and sent it to Gordon. 'The police can be left to do most of the legwork,' Bruce thought as his mind traveled back upstairs, 'I do have time.'