Tim Drake (
peektuttut) wrote2010-03-06 11:22 am
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Hellhounds. Right.
What?
Cissie, Jubilee, Martha, Elizabeth, you guys okay?
Uh, is the infirmary flooded?
[Private to Sylar]
Stay in your room till they're completely gone, okay? One clawed up my arm while I was out there.
What?
Cissie, Jubilee, Martha, Elizabeth, you guys okay?
Uh, is the infirmary flooded?
[Private to Sylar]
Stay in your room till they're completely gone, okay? One clawed up my arm while I was out there.

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Anyway, my room was closer.
[Strikeouts deleted :(]
I know you--I'm trying--
I just--
Fuck it.
I'm aware of that. But you don't have to.
I'm glad you're all right.
:< Annoyed Cissie is scary.
I've got pushing people away down to an art form.Sorry.
She is a force to be reckoned with!
[Don't worry, Tim. The more you push Cissie away, the more likely it is that she'll yell at you! :D]
This is very, very true.
Cool.
[Private]
...So, I'm hanging out with Jubilee, Ruby, Martha Jones and Hayley Stark tonight. We're watching movies about Jubilee's people--I have no idea how she's doing this in front of other people, but whatever works for her. I'm working on figuring out how to ask Hayley about her comics without being obvious, but that might have to wait a little.
I grabbed any Batman-related movies I found at the library this morning, and Jubilee found some for me when she raided other people's collections. When do you want to watch them? ...In as much as you want to at all.
[Private]
Girl's night subterfuge? I'm touched.
...Yeah. I want to see them. Better to know the enemy and all, right?
[Private]
Right. ...Some of them look very--interesting. Let me know when you want to do this.
[Private]
Soon as you're ready, I'm ready.
[Private]
I'm ready anytime. Jubilee kicked us out at midnight, and I'd say it's a little late now, but--it's you I'm talking to. But tomorrow or whenever works too.
[Private]
Yeah, you know I don't sleep. Or rather, I've slept so much here that I don't know what to do with myself. If you're up for tonight, I am.
[Private]
Haha, I'm game. I've had so much sugar tonight I'm not sleeping for daaaaays.
[Private] Spam?
...Should I be afraid for my life?
[Private] Spam is tasty and nutritious! ...Or something.
I'll try to keep the jittering down. Where do you want to meet?
[Private] ...It's somewhat tasty? :D?
[Private] If you smother it in enough mustard maybe!
[Cissie showed up and knocked a few minutes later, complete with DVDs and brand new blue streaks in her hair. Yeah, girls are really good at peer pressure.]
[Spam] This is entirely possible!
It looks good? [Girls are weird. Girls will always be weird. Tim is certain of this.]
[Spam] Everything's better with mustard!
[Spam] It brings peace to the world. 8]
[In fact, he occasionally missed Starfire flying him on missions. These are things he doesn't tell Dick ever.]
[Spam] Someone needs to clue the world leaders in on that.
[He is a wise, wise soul]
[Spam] Seriously, such a simple solution.
[Spam] Who'd have thought?
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