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

[passingthrough]

Isn't it obvious? I have the combined powers of shadows and cats. [Said so matter-of-factly. So untrue.]

[permanentlyexhaustedbird]

[He glares at the non-answer] The only shadowy cat I know was a cat burglar and completely human but it lends me to suggest this power helps you with stealth orientated tasks.?

[passingthrough]

I assumed it would lead you to believe I was messing with you. [She moves the screen back a bit to give a large view of Kitty in her surroundings as she reaches out with her other hand and first knocks on the wall next to her and then slides her hand right through it. Now it's solid. Now it's not!] But being intangible does have certain stealth-oriented benefits.

[permanentlyexhaustedbird]

[Maybe cat themed code names just tend towards burglary skills. No wait. Catman doesn't fit that.]

How are you doing that? I have friends who can do it by vibrating at such a high speed that they can technically go through objects but it's not something done easily.

[passingthrough]

Well, I'm not doing it like that. [She looks at him curiously] Friends liiiiiike Wally or Barry? [Testing. They aren't the first speedsters who enter her mind. That's Pietro of course, but she's met them both. Barry was even in the fleet briefly. Wally was from before. You definitely meet a lot of people when you spend years in multidimensional kidnappings.]

[permanentlyexhaustedbird]

[Tim's eyes will widen] Wait! How do you know those names!? [He glares at you. He's only been here a few days and he's suddenly angry at himself for relaxing his guard. What if Barry or Wally have also been taken.]

[passingthrough]

Because I knew the people they belonged to or versions of them anyway. After all, I knew a Robin too, but you're not him. At least I don't think you are.

[permanentlyexhaustedbird]

[Okay he may have been too quick to get defensive there. He's still having trouble letting go of it.]

You knew a Robin? Do you know.. who? and both Barry and Wally?

[He's not sure what he'll say if she says his name. Confirm? Deny?]

[passingthrough]

Well, until I met you I thought his name was Robin. He was young. Thirteen or fourteen maybe? Dark hair. Friends with Wally, Artemis, Zatanna and I think there was someone else. Oh, M'gann. [He had other friends, but those were the ones from his world as far as she could tell.]

Barry I knew here. Cisco was here for a long time. He was friends with Winn and Kara.

[permanentlyexhaustedbird]

[He huffs, looks like secrecy will always be a part of being a Robin]

I know all those names in some capacity, [Although whether they're the same people would be debatable] but so do the other Robins so it really doesn't narrow it down.

I guess it doesn't matter. Different realities, different Robins and I don't believe either Barry or Wally have ever mentioned an alien reality tv show kidnapping them? but that wasn't actually the speedster I was referring to either.

[He's got to keep his head on regarding what names she does know and what she doesn't. People's identities aren't his to give away.]
I was referring to Impulse, who later became Kid Flash and then Flash, [Then died, Tim has to take a moment to remember Bart is back again. That he got both of his best friends back. That news still feels so new.]

[passingthrough]

[She looks at him thoughtfully, trying to remember something.]

Bart?

I didn't really know him, but it was a small place. [And she tended to stalk the comms pretty hard back then.] Unless it was the girl one... Dan...something girl like. Dani? No. Danica? She barely showed up before she was gone again. ugh. Sometimes those memories feel like they were a million years ago. Probably doesn't help that time was distorted there. [She lived seven years in one year, but she doesn't know that specifically. Just that it was off.]

Anyway, I had a speedster teammate too. Pietro. [She doesn't care about the secret identities so much. His name was also Quicksilver, but it's not like Apocalypse's database wasn't full of all kinds of info on all the X-Men. And it's not like it mattered much.]

[permanentlyexhaustedbird]

[There's a fond smile at the mention of Bart which confirms she got it right on the first guess.]

You sound like you've been through the wringer with how many alternate realities you've encountered.

Did this Pietro also have trouble slowing down for the rest of us? Was he also a mutant?

[passingthrough]

Oh, that's just the tip of it. I've met dragon gods and strange people with limited features who loved to text and fast hedgehogs. It's been a ride.

Mm, my Pietro definitely doesn't like how slow everyone else is and he is a mutant. [But that's why she specified "my" because that gets complicated too.] All the X-Men were mutants.

[permanentlyexhaustedbird]

limited features who love to text? fast hedgehogs? It certainly sounds like a trip.

Does Pietro also have to eat twice his weight in food every hour [An exaggeration but it felt like it sometimes back at the tower]

and what do the X-men do?

[passingthrough]

And then some. [There were so many wild things there that they became commonplace and she almost doesn't remember to think about how bizarre they really were.]

You know, I've never weighed his food or him, but he eats for a few growing boys it seems.

And we... Fight a lot? [She knows there were grander ideals. Those are what kept her going, but in the thick of it so much was just constant battle and survival.] Try to protect what's left to protect and overthrow Apocalypse.

[permanentlyexhaustedbird]

It's a problem with metabolism and the speed their bodies work at. Bart was about 12 when I first met him but had technically only lived 3 years. The speedsters in my world get it from the Speedforce, not from mutation? Is that the right way to use the word for mutants?

Who are Apocalypse? is? Is it a group?

[passingthrough]

Yeesh, Pietro has silver hair, but I never thought it was because of premature aging. [After all, his dad's was like that too, but maybe?] Mutation is right.

[So many questions, Tim.] Person. Singular. Individual. But he had his horsemen and prelates and his armies, so he was not alone.

[permanentlyexhaustedbird]

It might not be the same, is just how the speedsters are in my world. You have to stock up the fridge.

[He must know everything. Knowledge is so important and his brain is a sponge]

Horseman. I can see he had a theme going. What is it with villains and having a theme? Although I suppose heroes can be much the same.

[passingthrough]

I don't know all the details. Pietro kind of kept to himself. [She'd always heard he was different before his sister died, but she didn't know him back then.]

And as far as the horseman thing goes, I'm not sure if he got it from the Bible or the Bible got it from him. He's immortal and he'd been around a very long time before he decided to be the worst on a global level.

[permanentlyexhaustedbird]

I know the type. The other Robin you knew might have mentioned Batman?

[Actually B surrounds himself with people. He just also tends to give off the 'leave me alone' vibe while doing it]

Immortals are the worse. Especially if they can claim legends are because of them. Just inflates the ego by tens.

[passingthrough]

Batman as in Terry? [Considering she knew him it's kind of hard not to think of him first even though she didn't meet him through Robin.]

As far as Apocalypse goes I've never asked him which came first specifically. We don't really chat. But he ego is definitely up there. [And since he's been winning for years...]

[permanentlyexhaustedbird]

Terry? Who is Terry? [He looks genuinely very confused.]

[passingthrough]

Are you looking for an answer outside of Batman here?

[permanentlyexhaustedbird]

I-er-no? I guess. That's definitely not Batman in my world. I don't think I even know a Terry.

Sorry, that really threw me off for some reason.

[passingthrough]

Different realities will do that sometimes. I'm not sure if I've heard another one mentioned or not. Some of my memories are a little fuzzier than others from back then. [And she might have just attributed anything Batman-related to Terry.]