Barbara felt totally in the zone. The recent breakdown in training with Bruce had been something of a breakthrough that allowed her to push back the fear into a state of extreme focus. She knew somewhere in the back of her mind, that she was short changing herself on food and sleep, but she had been able to do so much as both Oracle and Batgirl lately that she felt like time awake from the work would be time wasted.
Besides, the Joker was still at large.
Unfortunately, she hadn't caught any of his crew tonight. Instead, what she came across were some muggers holding a couple up at gunpoint. "Practically remedial," she muttered to herself before dropping into the alley. Her feet connected hard with the main assailant's chest, pushing his gun out of the way in the process. "Sorry to break up your fun, guys." She got her feet on the ground, delivering a wicked roundhouse kick to the man's accomplice. "But I think it would be best if you left the nice couple alone."