[A door swings open. Something on a spring releases! A distinct Ow is heard.]

Sonofa--

[That door is slamming shut, and Tim is turning on the video. He's tilting his head forward and squeezing a bloody nose.]

...I think my nose is broken.


((OOC: Tim's Karma is for beating up the Joker while in zero. Every time he opens a door, a spring loaded boxing glove punches him in the face. Or the arm. It's definitely trying to break his arm.))

Eris.

Why am I still a girl?

Tim watched the scenery roll by from the back of Happy Hogan's car, something she really never thought she'd be doing. Then again, she was pretty sure she would never be a she, and that Happy's employer would never kiss her. Go fucking figure, right?

As they sped away from Tony's place, Tim rubbed her head, and turned up the air conditioning. Good thing she'd let Happy drive, because walking all the way would have fucking sucked. Still, she wasn't letting him take her all the way there. Getting out five minutes from where Nygma was supposed to meet her, she managed to thank Happy and, after he left, headed in a mostly straight line to the park they'd picked. Once there, she found a tree to get out of the sun, and leaned against it's trunk. Okay, so. Whatever, right? She wasn't going to tell anyone, Tony wasn't going to tell anyway. It was just an accident. Yep. And Tim pretty much believed it, too.

Getting drunk? Best damn idea she'd had all week.

She'd have to thank Suze sometime later, because right now there were very few things on Tim's mind. Foremost was getting to Tony's place to steal his liquor - right - and then to get elsewhere in Malibu and fix this gender crisis. The bad taste in her mouth clearly needed to be washed away by alcohol.

Pausing long enough to knock, Tim reached for the doorknob. "Tony, it's Tim. Lemme in."

...

.....

Fuck my life.

(((OOC: Loki turned Tim into a girl. Damn it, Bruce, you're getting blamed for this.