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[peektuttut]

[Very early this morning, the camera flips on in a very dark room. The communicator itself gives off enough glow to see by, though, and this is definitely not Tim's room. This is Shego's room. It looks like a rocky lair. The walls are rock. This alone would be very weird to wake up to. But there's more!

Tim, still off screen, makes a very surprised, then very strangled sound. He's covering his own mouth. And he doesn't realize quite yet that this is transmitting, only that it's recording. He's clearly siting up in bed, and laying next to him is Shego. (A fully clothed Shego because oh God there was no nookie last night at all no.)

The feed switces off, and a few minutes later it's back on; Tim realized it's posting to a network. He's speaking very, very quietly. Behind him, Shego's just sleeping away.]

Um. My parents are in Egypt right now...but if this is a kidnapping? I think I can contact them, if you'll just let me? My dad can pay....if that's what this is. [HE LOOKS AND SOUNDS SKEPTICAL.]

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[batmanschmatman]

Who's that?

[NEW GOTHAM FRIEND. WHAT IS THIS.]

[peektuttut]

[SHHHHHHHHHHHH SPEAK SOFTLY. Tim's eyes are huge, and he's glancing over his shoulder at her.]

I have no idea.

[batmanschmatman]

Where are you?

[peektuttut]

It looks like a....a lair or something. [WHAT DOES HE DO Not panic. He isn't panicking. Actually this is kinda cool. Weird but cool. :\]

[batmanschmatman]

Is she your mom? [If so, why do you still sleep with your mom, you're like twelve, and if not, isn't she kind of old for you?]

[fivestepsahead.livejournal.com]

Um. There's a girl sleeping in your bed.

[ Bruce Wayne, age 7: A grade in stating the obvious. ]

[peektuttut]

[He def exceeds expectations.] It's not my bed! I think it's her bed, but I don't know why I'm, uh. Here.

[fivestepsahead.livejournal.com]

[ Isn't he? ]

.. You don't know her and you're in her room sleeping in her bed!

[ Pauuuuuse. He's scoring here, man. ]

That's kind of like TV. Is she your girlfriend?

[peektuttut]

[He's peeking over his shoulder again.] She's old. You're not allowed to date people that much older than you! I think I should leave...

[fivestepsahead.livejournal.com]

Then.... why are you in her bed? She's not your mom, right?

Spam

[gotgreenmagic.livejournal.com]

[Shego had kind of woken up when the flood hit? But she'd just counted her arms and legs and gone back to sleep because if the place was going to hell in a handbasket then she'd need a few more hours' sleep to be able to deal with it. It had been dark and she hadn't thought to check on Tim.

Now she's wishing she had, because she's just going to open her eyes and - wow. He's, what, twelve? Awesome. Somebody's going to come in and ask her to take a seat any second.

At least she's dressed - yoga pants and a tank top, it counts - which would not be true for like two out of three nights. Small favors.]

Uh.

Re: Spam

[peektuttut]

[UH INDEED. Tim practically jumps out of the bed, bouncing off and turning to look at her. Oh boy. What does he do. BRAVE FACE, GO.]

Who are you?

Re: Spam

[gotgreenmagic.livejournal.com]

[She sits up, kicking the blanket away, and sits cross-legged on the mattress in silence for a moment because her mind is still processing the evidence of her senses.]

Shego. Who are you?

[She'll be slightly more honest to Kirk later but right now the 'let's just start from scratch' method feels easier.]

Re: Spam

[peektuttut]

[He's just going to keep his distance over here. Yep.] Tim. Uh - is this your room?

Re: Spam

[gotgreenmagic.livejournal.com]

Yeah. I guess the Barge is overrun with small kids right now?

[Not going to touch her communicator just in case Kirk needs his diaper changing or something. Although, no suspect noises coming from the next room, that's a good thing right?]

[cisskabob]

Why are your parents in Egypt? [LET'S FOCUS ON THE IMPORTANT THING HERE, SHALL WE.]

[peektuttut]

[IT IS TOTES THE IMPORTANT THING HERE. It is also the thing I wanted to explore, thank you. :c] They're always away. [Stoic face. :C] But they'd come back if...who are you?

[cisskabob]

[I AIM TO PLEASE. Also hey, parents who don't micromanage every minute of your day? What are these shenanigans?]

I'm Cissie. Why are they away? Who takes care of you?

[peektuttut]

[CRAZY THINGS.]

Mrs. Mac's our maid. She makes dinner, but I can take care of myself! [He's a male Matilda. :|] I'm Tim.

private~ He only knows it's you because you're laying next to Shego

[grayatonement]

Tim Drake?

thank you for your faith in her capacity for monogamy, sylar :V

[gotgreenmagic.livejournal.com]

Sylar only dislikes Shego for befriending Prefect. >:C And holding a grudge for that killing thing

[grayatonement]

private~

[peektuttut]

[OH GOD. He is checking to make sure that's private. It takes a few minutes to figure out.] How do you know my name?

private~

[grayatonement]

[A pause for: lying would be so much easier right now.]

You told me. You've lost years of memory and life; a temporarily effect of the ship we're on. You'll be back to yourself in a few days. In the meantime, I can make you some breakfast and we can go back to your own room and talk or walk around so that you can see I'm not lying.

private~

[peektuttut]

[HRM. He's being very forthright. That seems like a good thing.]

...How did I know you're not lying now? How can the ship do that?