"Don't you even dare. You're staying here. Whether you want it or not." Barbara Gordon told you, as you reached for your suit tired to stay here.

You were a Bat-Family member. Some days ago, during a confrontation with the Joker, you fell from a rooftop. As a result? A broken leg.

You still won and sent him back to Arkham, but you now had to rest for at least six weeks, use crutches and wears a plaster. Thankfully, or unfortunately, you had Barbara, who also lost her capacity to walk thanks to the Joker and was currently in a wheelchair, to keep you company as the whole Bat-Family was on a raid. You were part of the Broken Legs Club now...

"Come on, cheers! There's so much you can do here. Like... Imagine being in the action, through everyone else's eyes?" Barbara said happily, arms wide open as she pointed towards her screen.

You sigh.

You couldn't wait to get your legs back.