Tim Drake (
peektuttut) wrote2011-04-14 10:37 pm
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[Tim does not mean to turn on the video function. In fact, he wasn't planning on making this post till later, but he's lounging in bed, and there is a superdog that has decided the bed is his. Int he ensuing struggle, the video is turned on, and the screen is filled with a super nose. It pulls back enough to get a skewed video of Krypto while Tim practically wrestles the dog. And fails.]
Down, down you stupid - no, no, don't growl - don't look at me like that, you - good dog, good dog, now will you please just get off my bed? Off? Off. Down?
[This is when Krypto starts barking. Then starts howling.] Would you please shut the hell up? I know, I know, I miss him too, now you you just - woah!
[And that would be Tim falling off the bed in an attempt to push Krypto off. There's some shuffling, then a very loud sigh as Tim settles next to Krypto on t he bed, and picks up his device.] Fine, you win.
[He notices the recording light, and grimaces.] Sorry. [Off the feed clicks.]
[Private to Dick and Jason, separately]
[Ahaha awkward.] Did you talk to...some other me, during that last flood?
[Private to Bruce]
He isn't Batman yet. Don't take out your problems on him. [But he isn't chastising, not at all; he's telling Bruce to come to him instead.]
[Private to Shego]
So I met another, uh, me when the network was flooded. Saw you talked to that Pavi guy.
[Private to Cissie]
How's it going? [He wants to make sure she's okay with Conner taking off for a while. HE KNOWS HIS FRIENDS.]
[Private to Steph]
...Are we still not talking?
[Private to Patrick]
[Edited in a bit later:] What's going on with Jason?
Down, down you stupid - no, no, don't growl - don't look at me like that, you - good dog, good dog, now will you please just get off my bed? Off? Off. Down?
[This is when Krypto starts barking. Then starts howling.] Would you please shut the hell up? I know, I know, I miss him too, now you you just - woah!
[And that would be Tim falling off the bed in an attempt to push Krypto off. There's some shuffling, then a very loud sigh as Tim settles next to Krypto on t he bed, and picks up his device.] Fine, you win.
[He notices the recording light, and grimaces.] Sorry. [Off the feed clicks.]
[Private to Dick and Jason, separately]
[Ahaha awkward.] Did you talk to...some other me, during that last flood?
[Private to Bruce]
He isn't Batman yet. Don't take out your problems on him. [But he isn't chastising, not at all; he's telling Bruce to come to him instead.]
[Private to Shego]
So I met another, uh, me when the network was flooded. Saw you talked to that Pavi guy.
[Private to Cissie]
How's it going? [He wants to make sure she's okay with Conner taking off for a while. HE KNOWS HIS FRIENDS.]
[Private to Steph]
...Are we still not talking?
[Private to Patrick]
[Edited in a bit later:] What's going on with Jason?
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No.
[It's just one syllable but he's obviously like ???]
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[It's impossible to tell from his voice whether he cares or not, but this is Jason. He probably does.]
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I talked to another me. He didn't know who you were.
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I'm fine, Tim. It's not that bad.
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The ball game? What happened?
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...I'm okay. What were you asking about?
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[Private] I am weak. SPAM!
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[ He's talking about Krypto. He knows this damn dog. But there's a long pause before he says: ]
I know.
[ Guess who is regretting his momentous stupidity? ]
But I'm not going to take it out on you either.
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[And a pause of his own; Tim sounds determined, though.]
Better me than him. At least I know what's going on with you. Let him cool off for a while, and he'll come around. [He hopes. He's not actually positive, but. :|]
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I found better outlets. [ Pause. ] And I shouldn't have- [ taken it out on either of you in the first place- ].
[ He doesn't say that. ]
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[Of course he doesn't, but Tim can make the guess. And he gets suspicious. Fast.] What outlet?
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You met another you? Like, from a different world, or a different time, or...?
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Both, I think. He was younger, but it was like Jason never existed where he was from.
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Hu-uh.
Well, not that I'm exactly tight with the guy but a world where he never happened can only be an improvement?
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What d'you mean?
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He was cryptic. Implied I wouldn't know him soon.
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Wouldn't know him?
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