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[peektuttut]

[The audio clicks on first, and for a moment there's silence, then an in drawn breath - and the video clicks on. Tim looks unsettled, and makes himself give a sheepish, uncertain smile. He even lifts his hand and gives a little wave.]

So, I had this speech all rehearsed and ready to go - 'Hi, my name's Tim, I like long walks on the beach and moonlit nights and apple pie' - and then I did some reading. [The smile slips a little, and he pushes hair out of his eyes, looking away for a moment before he decides to stop forcing the smile.]

Apparently, I've been here before. The only thing is, I definitely don't remember it. And trust me, I'd know if I had been some place like this. It's kind of hard to forget. So, with that out of the way...

[He smiles again, shrugs, and waves one more time.] Hi. I'm Tim. I'm a new warden here, and I guess I'll look forward to knowing you all as well as some of you knew...him.

[And just before he clicks off the feed, the smiles drops away again and he frowns hard, angry and unsettled; it's only been a year since the Crisis for him, and doubles are never anything to nod and smile at.]

[Private to Steph]

[He doesn't know how to do this, what to say or do, if he should say or do anything at all - but eventually, he sets the filter, and turns his feed back on, putting on his 'I'm not sure what I'm feeling so I'm going to look totally neutral' mask.]

...Hey.

[Private to the Admiral]

[And now Tim can look properly frustrated and a little amused and a little ticked off, and he is just holding up one of the many mini cameras he placed in the halls when he first arrived.]

You know, I watched every minute of every single one of these tapes now, and they all show terrible toy infomercials from the 80s. Do you have any idea what it's like, listening to those over and over and over again?

[He tosses the camera aside, shaking his head.] Message received loud and clear. No cameras.

You could have just said something when you made your offer, you know.

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[Private]

[myresponsibility]

[Okay, you're a freak, and Peter's really not sure if he trusts you like, at all, but.]

You're serious? That can happen?

[Private]

[peektuttut]

[Relax bro he is super trustworthy B(]

Apparently. Kind of hard to ignore spotting myself on network back logs.

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[surfaceshine]

[Hi, Dick's Sam. Dean hears you're nervous. Good intro lines, though, he has to admit. Have a broad, friendly smile.]

Welcome back. We'll try to keep the weirdness to a minimum.

[ Video ]

[peektuttut]

It's not really back, but thanks. [Sup, other-world-Dick. Tim can return that smile. To a less broad and open degree.]

The way I hear it, we don't get much control over the weirdness.

Private

[onceandfutureprat]

I'm Arthur. I knew [you] him from before. [Will you remember like Merlin remembered :c]

We used to spar.

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[peektuttut]

[Nope sorry bro :c] Um - cool. [He's done his reading you are king arthur holy shit 8|]

What kind of sparring? Martial arts, or...fencing...?

[hellofist]

[Well, this should be interesting. He doesn't remember anything, but has he gone through some kind of weird time thing like Merlin did? Will he even know her? He didn't always like her, what if he's back to that?

But, he waves and she waves back, smiling a little hopefully while she does it.]

Hi Tim.

[peektuttut]

[Oh. Here it is. He was waiting for this, almost reached out to contact her first, but decided to hold back. He wanted to see her initial reaction him, first. To anyone else, he's calm, puts on an easy smile. But she might see the tenseness. It's not dislike - he hasn't gone back that far. She's still one of them, practically family - enough so that losing her to...whatever insanity had grabbed her was rough. And he's still not certain.]

Hey, Cass. I saw you were here too.

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[tolaywaste]

So you're saying you don't like apple pie.

[ That's it that's the joke. ]

You got any explanation for it yet?

private

[peektuttut]

Peach cobbler all the way.

[Alex you're hilarious...?]

Alternate-universe-me, apparently. [Unless you mean the Peter kinda sorta got shot thing in which case yes but he can't share :c]

[most_feared]

[He hopes if he comes back here with no memories of his time here that he goes back home as soon as he finds out, because this is a very depressing thought. But for now? And since Tim doesn't seem to put out?]

You got all the info you need, Kid?

[peektuttut]

I think so. about the ship, anyway. Seems like it comes up on every introductory post.

It's K, right?

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[bodilesswarrior]

[Barbara doesn't like showing surprise, generally, but - this is a personal thing. It's different.]

Hey, Tim.

[Her smile is - dubious, a bit. She missed having Tim here, but she's not sure if she's glad to see him. The Barge was rough on him last time, that much was easy to see.]

What have you learned so far?

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[peektuttut]

Barbara. [He doesn't mind the dubiousness; he's uncertain of her, she's the one he doesn't have a bead on yet. Is this the Babs he knew, or is it another universal...thing. He hates these parallel universes.]

Most of what there is to know about the ship. Eight levels, some...interesting facilities-- [seriously who needs a spa] --floods, ports, the whole nine yards.

[an_abomination]

[Face lights up when he first sees Tim, though the smile quickly fades. This must have been what it was like for everyone when he first arrived. Then again, he made friends with both the Tim who was here before and this Tim. No reason they can't be friends now!.

Except for the whole being engaged to Steph. Rut reoh, this could get complicated fast. Still, he's going to put his best foot forward and hope for the best.]

Hey, Tim. Before you say anything...I'm not the Superboy from your world. But! I have been to your world, met some people from your world, and Kara even called me her cousin here.

[peektuttut]

I know you're not.

[That he's been to his world is news, and he's not sure he buys it: too many variables, too many possibilities.

And it makes him angry, abruptly, that Kara could betray Conner's memory like that.]

Look, don't take this personally, but I'm not up for this hands across the water thing yet.

[routemistress]

[Have Iris waving cheerfully.]

'Ello, poppet. I never got round to meetin' you last time, so you get a free pass 'ere. 'Ow you likin' it so far?

[peektuttut]

[Well have a little smile, Iris, that's at least one fresh fresh start.]

Never turn down a free pass. It's been...interesting, I guess. To say the least. And apparently it'll only get more so.

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[chlorophylliac]

Just when I was starting to think one of you tiresome pests had been thinned out for good.

Oh well.

Welcome back, Robin.

Private

[peektuttut]

[Hrrrr there are not words enough for how much he hates her knowing. B(]

Nightwing mentioned you were here. Sorry to disappoint. [He has so much massive UNSURE HOW TO HANDLE here. Dick has filled him in all over but how are you not that bad B(]

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[looksfine]

[While a part of her was slightly saddened by the thought of Tim not remembering her, Aya was nevertheless pleased at the thought of his return.]

Hello, Tim.

It is a pleasure to meet you again.

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[peektuttut]

Uh - you too. It's Aya, right? [How many green androids can there be, right 8|]

Private;

[ichoosefight]

[ No. No no no no no he looks so young, and they had done so well and now it's totally hopeless and there are basically no ways she can see this going down well outside of a magical world of happiness and rainbows.

The barge is definitely not a magical world of happiness and rainbows.

Her mind goes into overdrive, and rather than a series of thoughts and questions and answers at hyper-speed like she would love for 'overdrive' to mean it just sort of sounds like screaming in her head.

She doesn't know what to do. She doesn't know what to say. So she falls back on an old standard: She turns on the camera and smiles. ]

Hey. How was your first day?

[ She can't help but assume he's been lingering around. It's Tim. It will always be the same old Tim, whether her loves her or hates her or doesn't know she exists. ]

Private;

[peektuttut]

[It's crazy what a few years difference can make. He's been waiting for this, waiting for her, and when the video comes on, he actually holds his breath for a solid thirty seconds.

He can't really remember the last time he saw her. They all jumble in his mind, because so much happened in those few days. With the shooting, and Darla's death, he can't really remember the last time he just, just hung out with her. And that sucks.

He has to shake himself awake, practically, blinking a few times and straightening.]

Informative. [And he's back and forth on what to say to her, again, because whatever plan he had is just gone.]

Dick told me you - you survived the-- [It's harder than he thought it would be, so he channels Batman, and his face goes a little hard to maintain the neutrality.] The gang war, in your world.

[strangehistorian]

Well. Hello, Tim! Welcome to the Barge!

[peektuttut]

Thanks. You're Chromie, right?

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[hungryanhorny]

Guess that's what they call Barge Amnesia.

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[peektuttut]

I'll have to take your word for it.

[takeyouapart]

[He wouldn't bother because bottomless emo but, you know. Neighbours.]

Welcome to the Barge, Tim.

I'm Merlin, I have the cabin to the right of yours. I thought I should introduce myself.

[peektuttut]

[Bottomless emo is really hard to drag yourself out of, he feels you bro :c]

Oh [coolcoolcool] hey. Nice to meet you, Merlin. I kind of think these things are soundproof, but I don't make too much noise anyway.

[Not...going to mention the whole lack of a door thing, though.]

[bargemods]

[Transparent communication and setting clear boundaries, Tim? That doesn't sound like something the Admiral does.

He does give out gifts sometimes, though. Have fun with those.]

[peektuttut]

[He does not know how these got on his work desk but he is pretty sure they are possessed and he would like to return them to sender B(]

[Private]

[batmanschmatman]

How are things going? [Mama duck calling baby duck.]

[Private]

[peektuttut]

Could be worse. [He does not want to talk about Steph yet. :c

Also: quack.]