Grumpy Bird

[permanentlyexhaustedbird]

Who: Robin
Broadcast: Yes?
Action: Marsiva & SS Goldstone
When: 4/12 - 8/12

MARSIVA

[Tim wishes he could say he woke up alert and already assessing his environment but the truth is, he's very slow, very groggy and extremely confused when he first edges towards consciousness. It's only the cold from the barren Hospitality Deck that speeds up the process. He curls up and tries to reach for blankets that his sleepy mind tell him should be there. Only their absence has him sitting up to assess his current surroundings.]

First Hour


[Tim's first priority is his own body. He appeared here still in his Red Robin uniform and after a quick pat down, he realise that's all he's been left with. No grappling gun, no bo staff which he is not happy about but at least his identity is still safe.

Standing he notices the large viewing bay first and is immediately drawn to it. Hands find themselves against the glass-like surface and he cranes to see all he can. The constellations are wrong; well not wrong but wrong for any system Tim has in his memory. He takes a couple of hurried steps back as if to take in the bigger picture. Shoulders squared, breathes coming in and out to a precise mental count, his head cocks to take in the screen playing out the default Drift Fleet Encouragement Messages.

Deep breathe in, slow breathe out.

Stuck out in an unknown system, on an unknown ship, for entertainment purposes.

Perimeter check. Yes, we can handle that.]


First 24 Hours


[The perimeter check happens. Tim goes over the entire Hospitality Deck with a fine tooth comb. First he goes over it in a basic walk through, then he ransacks the entire place; strips the beds of any sheets, opens every cupboard and every container. Then he puts everything back exactly where it was before. If it wasn't so sterile to begin with you'd swear it was neater than before.

Anything small enough in the Medical Bay will be sneaked away into pockets in the belt.

Samples of the water is steamed and then frozen and then defrosted before the food get a familiar assortment of tests. Unless he finds something that resembles coffee he does not consume any of it.]

The Next 48 Hours


[Sleep doesn't happen, it doesn't even appear to be considered. He walks along each wall, running his fingers along looking for seams and he spends a little time using the kitchen cutlery trying to pry it away at the seams.

He gives up.

He spends a little time pacing in front of the large viewing windows.

He eventually finds or clears a large empty area and falls into a series of katas. This continues for hours until Tim is a panting sweating mess on the floor.

Tim approaches the showers and glares at the walls suspiciously looking for cameras. He glares at the showers. He leaves, stripping one of the cots of a sheet and ripping it long strips from it. He then weirdly flips his cape over his head and shoulders. When he emerges, the strips of cloth are being used as a make shift zorro style mask and the cowl from the Red Robin uniform has been removed. Shower is had.

Unfortunately after re-emmerging, Tim seems to have gotten an idea and anything resembling a sheet or blanket is pulled from wherever it lives, chairs and cots are rearranged however he can manage and over a couple of hours a blanket fort is constructed in the Hospitality Deck.

Anything that resembles alfoil/aluminium/or that makes a crinkly noise is placed around the perimeter and through the most obvious entrance as Tim disappears inside.


The Last 24 Hours

[Tim sleeps.]


SS GOLDSTONE

[Tim jumps and is on his feet in seconds when confetti and welcoming music suddenly break the absolute silence of the Marsiva; or what was the Marsiva anyway. Surprised eyes scan over what looks like.. a lounge? It certainly looks more lived in than the last one.]

Hello? Is anyone there?

[He doesn't drop his defensive stance as he turns to take in the exits to this room. His cowl is still down but his make shift 'zorro' mask remains on. It looks silly.]

If you're an alien who has kidnapped me, I'd very much like to speak to you?

[Speak to you, beat you up, he can multitask.]

Comments

video; first 48

[sassy_assassin]

[ Sara's bored, and there seems to be a new feed, so hey, why not pipe in ]

Nice mask, kid, but I'm not sure you'll need it here.

Re: video; first 48

[permanentlyexhaustedbird]

[Tim knows he looks silly and returns to the cowl before dumping the mask and answering the communicator]

Consider it a precaution? or perhaps simply a long-ingrained habit. Afterall I don't know who watches this show?

I'm Robin by the way.

[sassy_assassin]

I mean, fair, but it's hard to even know in your universe, let alone that anyone would recognize you. Don't you have an alter-ego?

Hi, Robin. Sara Lance.

Are you a fugitive or something?

[permanentlyexhaustedbird]

[Tim shakes his head]

No, I'm not, although depending on who you ask, a crime-fighting vigilante isn't exactly a legal profession either and if you know where I can find a domino mask I can at least get rid of the cowl.

What did you do before, this? [He indicates vaguely around at the ship]

[sassy_assassin]

That does depend on who you're talking to.

I am fresh out of domino masks, but I'll see if I know anyone has a spare.

And I am the captain of a time ship, actually. But before that, I guess you could consider me a crime-fighting vigilante.

[permanentlyexhaustedbird]

[Tim does look surprised, he obviously wasn't expecting to find another in this random assortment of people from all different universes.]

So you were a vigilante across time? At least I'm presuming that's what you meant by a time ship?

[Lance is a common enough surname right? Can't hurt to ask though]

What was your alter ego then?

[sassy_assassin]

[ she motions with her hand like "more or less" ]

It's a little more complicated than that. I'm on the books now, and the time travel thing is relatively new—like the past three years or so.

Most recently? White Canary. Black Canary before that, though.

[ Sara, at this point, is just like. whatever. they're in space. she hasn't determined that literally anyone cares ]

[permanentlyexhaustedbird]

[Tim pauses, face a trained blank as he processes that. Black AND White Canary]

You wouldn't happen to know a Green Arrow? or be part of a group called the Birds of Prey?

[sassy_assassin]

[ Ok well. clearly from Earth-whatever. she can't pin down who she is or if she should know him though ]

...Yeah, I know a Green Arrow. No Birds of Prey, though. It's more of a legacy thing than a franchise.

[permanentlyexhaustedbird]

It's not a franchise, more of a group of vigilantes. Black Canary is a legacy name in my world too. Your last name was familiar, it's why I asked about your alter-ego.

[Legacy and the last name of Lance, maybe she's a daughter of Dinah? possible future? but she didn't seem to react to the Robin title. Does he exist in your world? She's also a time traveller. This is complicated.]

What other heroes are you familiar with?

[sassy_assassin]

Maybe you know Laurel?

Well, The Atom is currently on my team. Firestorm, Hawkgirl, Vixen, Speedy, Spartan... god, there are a lot. The Flash and his people, too.

Oh, and I met Supergirl, but she was from a different Earth entirely.

[permanentlyexhaustedbird]

[It takes a moment before Tim remembers that it's Dinah Laurel Lance so yes that might be the same; so he nods and continues nodding as she lists off people]

I don't know a Spartan but the others are all people or rather titles I know. Your Supergirl is from another Earth? I mean technically I think she's Powergirl in my Earth but that's because we also have a Supergirl so things got confusing?

Are you [pause] Laurel's daughter? because I don't know of a Sara Lance in my world.

[sassy_assassin]

My mother's name is Dinah Laurel who goes by Dinah, but if she's a superhero we have a lot to talk about. Laurel is named after her—also Dinah Laurel. So maybe that's the confusion. Doesn't bode well for Earth-whatever me, though.

But I won't worry about that part too much. I'm technically off-the-books, between being believed dead and also time traveling.

So, do you work alone?

[permanentlyexhaustedbird]

[The cavalier way she just throws out people's identities makes him anxious.]

Dying and not being dead does tend to come up a lot. Its kinda really messes with how people grieve or don't in some cases. Do your family at least know you're alive? even if you're legally dead? [He's obviously not sure how to approach this topic.]

I do now, technically it's Red Robin. My old name was Robin, partner to Batman. Gotham was our home.

[sassy_assassin]

They know, Earth-2 Laurel knows, too. My friends know... I just don't have to pay taxes.

Now, Gotham I've heard of. None of the other names though.

[permanentlyexhaustedbird]

[He does seem to relax a little at hearing that people know she's okay]

That seems so odd to me, Gotham has always been Batman's city. To think of a Gotham without Batman just, it doesn't compute at all.

Does the Justice League even exist?

[sassy_assassin]

Justice League? No, but the Justice Society existed.

[permanentlyexhaustedbird]

Oh? Who is in it?

[He seems to realise that this conversation is a little one sideded]

Wait, sorry, these are a lot of questions I'm just throwing at you. Don't feel like you need to answer. I'm just used to trying to compile as much data as possible.

[sassy_assassin]

Star-Girl, Doctor Mid-Nite, a few others. But they got time scattered from the 1940s.

[ she smiles ]

I'm just trying to get you to relax a bit. I'm almost positive that we're not in my universe, or someone would've come to get me so far or I would've recognized a planet or whatever. Sounds like we're on the same side, anyway.

[permanentlyexhaustedbird]

[It being implied he should relax just wants to make him tense up again but he takes a moment to fight the instinct off]

I've been mistaken for Dr Mid-nite in this costume a couple of times. That was a little embarrassing.

I appreciate the effort and warm welcome. It is reassuring to see someone who can relate to the way things are at home? Have you made any progress in getting out of this.. situation?

[sassy_assassin]

[ she laughs ]

That cowl? Uh, I would think that'd be kind of a hard mistake to make but okay.

[ she does sober up slightly at his next question, though ]

Nope. And people have been here awhile—competent people, smart people, magic people... no luck.

[permanentlyexhaustedbird]

[Tim laughs as well]

You have no idea how nice it is to hear that.

[Ugh he always has to ruin a good mood doesn't he]

That just doesn't make sense to me, surely someone has to have escaped at some point.

[sassy_assassin]

[ ((for the record)) ]

People leave, but like showing up here, it doesn't seem to be of their own volition.

[permanentlyexhaustedbird]

[((LOL yeah that's a little different from this and this))]

So what do we do around here then? To keep our audience entertained? What happens if we don't? if we're boring.

[sassy_assassin]

Stay in shape, drink, make out with people... the works.

And if you're boring, you just get less skrilla.

[ she makes a money motion with her fingers ]

So, this Batman. Does he dress up as a bat? Use bats for weapons?