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driftfleet2019-01-20 07:28 pm
thespaceopera) wrote in driftfleet2019-01-20 07:28 pm
Entry tags:
- !event,
- !mingle,
- adrian "alucard" tepes,
- ciel phantomhive,
- connor,
- james buchanan barnes (au),
- james buchanan barnes (ou),
- james tiberius kirk (au),
- kaname buccaneer,
- katherine "kitty" pryde,
- keith,
- loki,
- lup,
- manji,
- mikleo,
- otono-tachibana makie,
- pavel chekov,
- prompto argentum,
- randolph lyall,
- remy lebeau,
- sansa stark,
- steve rogers (ou),
- taako,
- the vision,
- thor odinson,
- tim drake,
- tyrion lannister,
- undertaker,
- vash the stampede,
- veronica,
- victor frankenstein,
- wanda maximoff
'cause it's better than nothing
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I walked. I got two feet don't I? [He knows that's not really what's being asked by he needs a moment to figure out exactly who he is again.]
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[Tim stalks away from Manji, back to the computer where he seems to check over a few things and just gets more confused by what he sees]
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[Manji moves up towards the files again.] Besides, didn't you say some B guy needs a hand?
And sorry. 'bout your friend.
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There's nothing to be sorry about. He came back as I've said.
and if Batman needed a hand with anything he would not be asking you for it. If you think I'm a hard arse about the not killing rule. You are not ready to face Batman, who is the one who makes the rules and enforces them in Gotham.
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Put that do-
Robin finally had the creep under you! The Cluemaster had recently returned to his career of crime and both Robin and Batman has been one step behind despite the clues left for them but Robin had finally cornered and ambushed them on a rooftop of Gotham.
“Finally a hood more my size,” They are a great deal smaller than the other criminal he usually has to deal with. He’s kinda getting sick of everyone thinking he’s twelve still.
“Give it up creep! You’re not getting away,” They’re dressed all in black, with a purple cape. He grabs their full head mask and rips it from their head to discover a-
GIRL?!
Then all he sees is black as the blonde girl takes Robin’s moment of surprise to grab a stray brick on the rooftop and uses it to clock him across the temple with it. Lights out.
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The real problem is that you’re both in a building that is scheduled to be demolished in the morning and you’re not sure how long you’ve been unconscious.
And it’s not like you can’t get out of these ropes, you’ve been trained for just that. However, it requires time. Time you’re not sure you have. Which unfortunately means you’ve got to go to Plan B. Dislocating your thumb.
There’s a pop! And then things go black.
You must pass out from the pain but you’re back a moment later. Or what you’re hoping is only a moment. You’re out of the ropes and jumping over the Baffler to get to Steph.
“I’ll have you out in a second Steph!”
A batarang saws quickly as possible through the ropes holding her to the chair.
“Do we have a second?”
She screams at you from behind the gag. Oops. You take care of that so she can scream at you.
“They called the All Clear!”
“How long ago?”
“I DON’T KNOW!”
You struggle to lift up the rotund criminal and all three of you are able to escape just as the building comes down. Steph grabs you in gratitude, holding you close as you both pant for breath. You share a kiss. It’s not your first, second or your last but it feels amazing, life-affirming.
[The memory ends when Tim shoves Manji away from the folders completely]
Stop that! Those are my memories you're just rifling through!
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He doesn't.]
Cute girlfriend that you got.
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I figured we were over when she died. Well, when she let me believe she was dead anyway.
[There's an awkward pause before Tim smiles at the thought of Stephanie]
She was pretty cute though.
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[Tim shakes his head and then just looks angry at himself]
Why am I telling you this? Get out.
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He slams into the railing at the top of one set of stairs, the older looking camera hanging from his neck gets grabbed and held up to his face.
Moments later there’s a dark shadow seems to fall over the younger Tim and what seems like the image of a devil soars overhead, its wings seem to stretch miles across the whole city. It is a presence that is larger than life and death itself and you can feel the excitement that just pours from Tim as he takes photo after photo in quick succession.
The shadow passes and seconds later the light returns as another boy a handful of years older follows him, a happy yell of joy echoes down and it’s like he’s the source of light behind the darkness.
There’s a click of the shutter and you see another moment on another building. You see the tiny little boy climb the tallest of buildings, find precarious perches, fall, get back up again, run and hide from dangerous criminals all in the name of gathering dozens and dozens of photos of this Batman and Robin.
The memory flashes out with another click and you are left holding a photo of the clouds above Gotham. A symbol of the Bat lighting up the clouds in the dark sky. It’s a beautiful photo, they all are really, and you can maybe appreciate them a little more knowing how much work the nine-year-old put into getting them or maybe you’re more disturbed at the danger he put himself in for them or the level of the obsession that went unchecked.
[Tim grabs Manji by the arm and pulls him away from the folders, steering him over to the computer]
Would you stop that?! How would you like it if I was rifling through your head?
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Yes, I did start that way. I followed Batman and Robin since I was nine. I didn't become Robin myself until I was thirteen.
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There's a memorial case for him [He indicates behind Manji further in the cave, where a glass case with a torn up costume of red, green and yellow lights up. If Manji moves closer to it to look he'll see the plaque at the base which says
'Jason Todd
A Good Soldier'
He turns back and Tim is back at the computer.]
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"Hey Tim," Tim turns suddenly to see a man in jeans, a leather jacket and a red metal helmet that covers his entire head. Tim recognises him as a new threat in Gotham; The Red Hood. He'd been muscling in on a lot of the local gangs and drug lords.
"I was here first."
--
The memory flashes back to a few years earlier before Tim had become Robin. He's at the funeral he has not been invited to but he couldn't help but watch from a distance as the coffin for one Jason Todd was lowered into the ground. Robin, the second Robin had died. At the time Tim didn't know the details but he would later found out that he'd been beaten and then blown up by the Joker in Ethiopia.
He stays hidden but watching the grave for hours after everyone but Bruce and Alfred have left.
--
The Red Hood pulls off the metal helmet, but even under that he stills wears a domino mask. He talks about how Tim had it easy in his life, with his father and the roof over his head. How he lived on the streets and had to learn how to survive. As he does so he rips the clothing from his body, revealing an older version of the Robin uniform that Tim wears now. The way it's stretched over his chest and arms show how much Jason has grown since Tim last saw him, before his apparent death.
And it is Jason without a doubt who springs to attack Tim screaming,
"Show me, Tim! Show me what you have that I DIDN'T!"
Jason's first attack takes them through the damn wall of the building and into the stairwell. For a moment they just fall before hitting stair and rolling to stand.
"You were this kid, worried about how Batman was spiralling down into darkness. You spent weeks tracking the dark knight. Solving a mystery on one else could."
Jason rambles on as they trade blows, Tim always on the back foot and being pushed further and further down the stairs.
You discovered who he was behind that mask. Millionaire Bruce Wayne. You were so pleased with yourself, I'm sure. that you forgot who you were really dealing with."
A couple of smoke bombs are thrown and the fight is obscured in the haze but you can still hear Jason monologuing. Tim leaps from the stairs and flips to land on the bottom, it's the even ground he needs.
"I know Bruce Wayne and let me tell you, Tim. If someone was trying to find out who Batman really was. If someone was trailing him for weeks."
It wasn't weeks though, it was years. Tim followed Batman and Robin since he was only nine and not once did Bruce notice.
"He'd know about it. You can't be that good."
Jason jumps and follows Tim down but as he lands, Tim jumps forward and lands his first solid blow to Jason, a good right hook to his chin.
"I am."
He is that good and he won't be belittled by someone who has no idea who he is. Even if it's Jason. The Robin that died. The fight continues on. Both are bleeding from cuts and scrapes. Jason's cape is in tatters and Tim is limping before he's able to dodge a batarang that goes through the window before Jason tackles him out of it seconds later.
The hall they land in is dark, Jason looms over Tim's form as he slowly picks himself up. Jason clearly has a moments advantage but large shadows fall over them. They are in a hall full of large statues and Jason becomes distracted.
"Look at this. Statues of the fallen titans. Aquagirl. Hawk. Dove. you even have Kole for god's sake. but where's my statue!?"
Jason lashes out at the statue of Donna Troy, the first Wondergirl. Despite being so large the blow is powerful enough to shatter her at the knees and she crumbles down.
"I WAS A TITAN TOO!"
"What do you want? Do you want to be Robin again? Is that it? You want to take it away from me?"
Tim is staggering to his feet but Jason's advantage is gone and the moment of peace seems to have given him a second wind.
"Why in the hell would I ever want that? Don't you get it? When I died. No one cared! No one remembered me!"
As he vaults of Jason and comes at him with a series of blows to the torso and face.
"Are you completely insane? No one could forget you. I've spent my career wearing this mask under your shadow."
For a moment he is relentless and Jason is on the backfoot as Tim drives him back.
"I had to convince Batman to let me try this. All because he'll never stop blaming himself for what happened to you. You ask me that's the only reason he hasn't taken you down. He's holding back. But me?"
His staff cracks Jason across the skull.
"No freaking way."
But Jason only seems amused at the beating, even as he bleeds from the face he chuckles at Tim's efforts.
"That's the Robin I wanted to see."
Jason has grabbed a handful of concrete dust and throws it in Tim's face, blinding him from avoiding the payback Jason delivers.
"Still, you do realise the whole idea of training a teenager to fight against something he'll never eradicate is a mistake. It didn't surprise anyone when I did. When I failed."
Tim is thrown and beaten back and forth. Jason is merciless and looks like he doesn't plan to stop until he's beaten Tim to a pulp.
"I failed but I'm still beating you. Do you think you're that good now? Do you really Tim?"
Jason breath heaves from the effort he's put into pummelling Tim into the ground. He pulls Tim up by his tunic, ripping the Robin symbol from this chest.
"Yes."
But still Tim insists but it's the last thing he does before Jason delivers the last blow needed to send Tim into unconsciousness.
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Manji will wake with a start and for a moment he can still feel the lingering beating delivered by Jason Todd; the Second Robin and technically Tim's older brother.
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