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Grumpy Bird

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.]

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[Tim chuckles]

Well, I don't want to take your thing? You seem like a person who thrives on being unique. [It's not supposed to be an insult but certainly sounds like one. Tim just means he doesn't like the spotlight]

and I don't think I'm really a hat person.

I'm a multi-faceted fully realized creation after all. Don't we all like to be unique?

[But most wizards have hats, so it's not all that unique. He just likes to put his personal flair on it - colors, stars, flowers, whatever fits his mood for the day.]

Maybe you should just look into getting a new mask that doesn't look like a haphazard throw together. Go for the full display - Phantom of the Opera-style, go for the masquerade, I dunno - bedazzle that thing like a disco ball.

[Is he serious? who knows! Maybe.]

Bedazzling would be counterproductive though, bats are supposed to hide in the shadows. At least until we decide to appear.

[Tim sits the communicator on a counter and steps back to show off the cape and take a bow.]

There's a different kind of flair, drama to it.

Oh definitely. I'm digging the--

[Wait.

Wait a second here.]

Did you say "bats"?

[He did, didn't he? He's so used to everyone knowing. Suppose that doesn't have to change here]

Ah yes, Bats. As is Batman, the crime-fighting vigilante who resides over Gotham. Where I'm from.

And his partner, Robin. [He bows again.] Me; or I was, technically it's Red Robin now but honestly, it just gets more complicated. [He sighs]

So yeah that's basically it. Any questions?

[There's a momentary pause and then?

He bursts out laughing.]

Oh my gods, a batman? What did he do? Fight with echolocation? And holy shit, are you like, actually bird themed? Do you turn into a bird? This is the greatest thing I've ever heard! A bat and a bird fighting crime? Fuck! Roswell would've loved this!

[Tim glares at the camera, letting the cape fall around him almost like a protective shield.]

Look, you just don't understand. Batman is just something Gotham needs alright. He's considered my world's greatest detective and is a symbol of.. oh never mind.

[He pouts.]

How about we just pretend I never bought it up. Let's talk about you instead. Who is this Roswell?

[It's a pathetic attempt at redirection, which he is berating himself internally about.]

Edited 2018-12-09 13:04 (UTC)

[He only laughs harder as Robin tries to defend Batman and his purpose. Sorry, kiddo, Taako's a dick sometimes.]

Oh heeeeeck no. There's no taking that back. I'll never be able to forget how a bat-man is the world's greatest detective. It's almost as ridiculous as the detective I know.

[Who is legit a 12 year old boy.]

So? What powers do you got? Flight? Magic eyes? Piercing caw-caw noises?

[Tim sighs, oh this is not going to go away anytime soon]

I don't have any powers. I'm human, just one with a lot of training and access to a lot of high tech gadgets.

How is the detective you know ridiculous?

He's twelve. No wait, it's worse. He's ten.

[And his little magic boy, but still - ten years old. Taako snickers.]

So nothing? You just dress up like a bird next to a giant bat? Or is he, like, an actual bat? Or a half-human, half-bat? Holy shit that would actually be terrifying, but also hilarious.

Edited 2018-12-09 13:16 (UTC)

How is his age so ridiculous?

[It probably says something about Tim that a ten-year-old detective doesn't seem ridiculous]

No, Batman is a man, but for those who don't know him, he's considered pretty terrifying regardless.

There is a Man-Bat who is, in fact, half-human and half-bat.

Edited 2018-12-09 13:30 (UTC)

Because who is their right mind lets a ten year old examine a murder scene? That's basically child endangerment right there. He might be good at his job, but he's still ten. He can't even get his books back when we play keep-away with him.

[But here we go, laughter anew. Batman and Man-Bat? What screwy world does this guy come from?]

Are they cousins? Please tell me they're like, distant cousins.

You don't necessarily have to investigate murders to be a detective though? and if he's good at it?

[Tim wasn't that young when he started as Robin, but he knows Dick was. He was just following them around with a camera about that point]

No, they're not cousins. The only thing they have in common is Gotham and.. bats.

Look these things are just normal in my world. I'm sure there is a lot of normal things in your world that would be odd to me.

He's still a kid.

[Good at his job or not. He's a kid. He should be doing kid things, not, you know, being around death and blood and nearly dying and shit.]

And I'm sure there are a lot of things like that sure, but a batman? You gotta admit - that's pretty out there.

A kid who has found his calling perhaps? What got him started?

There's a Plastic-man? Superman, Aquaman, Wonder woman, Batgirl, Batwoman, Martian Manhunter, Green Arrow, Green Lantern, The Flash, Hawkgirl.. I could actually go on for a while. As I said, this is all very normal for me. [He shrugs, apparently over the embarrassment of it all]

I dunno - books. He read up about a fictional kid detective and started doing it himself.

[THIS ISN'T THE POINT THOUGH.]

Look, I dunno about your weirdo world, but ours? Super dangerous. Monsters, bandits, shit like that. Kids? Should not be just wandering around by themselves looking into crimes. That's how you get killed and thrown off a cliff.

[Not that he knows about that. Nope, nosiree.]

And wow - you guys need to get better naming conventions. Here I thought "Bureau of Balance" was a little hokey.

Is he by himself though? You seem very worried about him?

[Tim isn't entirely missing the point but he's been on the other side of this conversation and he knows how important Robin was to him. He doesn't want to discourage this child even if he's not here or never met him.]

I'm not saying he should be putting himself in danger but sometimes some things are worth the risk? Perhaps he sees saving more people from harm or bringing criminals to justice is more important?

And what would you suggest is a good name because the Bureau of Balance sounds fine to me? What do they do?

I'm not worried about him.

[Yes he is. In a weird way he's protective about the little boy he does everything to torment.]

But he is by himself. Or I assume he is. I don't ask about his life. If wants to die bringing criminals to justice, that's his schtick. I'm just saying it's dumb.

Also it's the Bureau of Balance. Think about it. The initials are BOB.

[No info on what they do though because it's technically secret??]

[He's totally worried.]

Perhaps accompany him next time? Are you able to use your offensively? or even defensively? Might ease your mind? or give you a different perspective?

[He's trying not to smile at BOB. He's mostly succeeding.]
See that just makes it better and much easier to talk about in public though? People are less likely to question if you say you've got a meeting at Bob's or you're running an errand for Bob.

I mean that's presuming Bob is a secret. I just presumed. [He's so used to almost everything being a secret. That probably falls under weird habits.]

Uhhhhhhh no. [Taako makes a face like he's just smelled the worst fart in history coming out of this guy's mouth.]

That's super boring and I'm super busy. No thank you on that one.

And I can't talk about it in public because anyone who hears me say its name just hears "shrrrk shrkkk shrrrkkkk" static. So it's not even a secret. We just don't exist.

[Tim shrugs, he's made his suggestions but there's little he can do to force the issue. Although..]

You think detective work is boring?

That's an impressive level of secrecy- or magic- or both really. We? Are you a member of Bob then?

[That seems an odd level of secrecy for a tv chef.]

Considering what I do on a day to day? Mmmmmhmmmm.

[He's a wizard who risks life and death on the reg. Hunting around dead bodies doesn't appeal to him unless he's looting them.]

I mean, if you can even hear the name, then yeah sure. We find massively powerful relics that can pretty much level the world, and collect 'em. Like Pokemon. To destroy them. Which is not like Pokemon.

[Tim has to stuff the part of his mind that latches onto that Pokemon appear to be a thing in both their worlds into a box before he can continue]

That's a bit more than a celebrity chef there? Just saying and no I don't hear anything but Bob, I wasn't entirely sure if you were making that noise as an example or if it was the spell? - working across universes..

Never said I was just a [former] celebrity chef, my man.

But as for the static? Could've been both. I never know how far the voidfish's thing goes anymore. Looks like most people here are immune since they aren't from my planer system.

True, I'm just curious I guess because I would have led with the collector of powerful relics part but I suppose if one is more job and the other more a passion?

[He's also just very nosy with a terrible sense of personal boundaries regarding information because he's already wondering if these ships keep records on their passengers and how he would access them.]

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