Rooftops
Large parts of Gotham have been described as a Hell Hole...and those were the nicer euphemisms. Conditions have worsened.
The GCPD building downtown, the one with the Bat Signal specifically, was pretty much destroyed when he and his impromptu team had fought the Furies. Temporary headquarters and facilities were being used while reconstruction happened but even with Waynetech funding, it would be awhile. That combined with the chaos of Darkseid's recent invasion had turned the already dangerous streets into a domain of the lawless.
So Robin was busy.
Meetings with the Titans, battle planning with Dick, crunching code with Babs, catching up on a year of school, it all added up. At least Neron's spell had hit the educational system too. They were easily baffled with a little paperwork, and as far as anyone knew Tim had been abroad with private tutors. It wasn't too far from the truth. He really was 'abroad', just not in Europe. Private tutors he had in spades, and they taught him things that even the most advanced special forces agents could only dream about. He was fine simplifying a complex truth with a basic white lie. All part of the cape and cowl lifestyle.
Priority #1 though was Gotham. Their city needed them badly and he would be there for it.
Right now however he had a special destination...Stephanie.
Even after all of the insane event of the past year, he still felt wobbly knowing she was alive. How long had she been alive? What happened? Was she the same Steph? It really screwed with him, and maybe he had avoided this appointment for a few days because of it. That bothered him too. Hesitation was a very dangerous luxury for someone like him, but it was also very human. So where did that leave him?
Roof top to roof top, he comes to a place very close to Steph's. he then perches on a water tower, plain for any who know where to look to see. He waits.
The GCPD building downtown, the one with the Bat Signal specifically, was pretty much destroyed when he and his impromptu team had fought the Furies. Temporary headquarters and facilities were being used while reconstruction happened but even with Waynetech funding, it would be awhile. That combined with the chaos of Darkseid's recent invasion had turned the already dangerous streets into a domain of the lawless.
So Robin was busy.
Meetings with the Titans, battle planning with Dick, crunching code with Babs, catching up on a year of school, it all added up. At least Neron's spell had hit the educational system too. They were easily baffled with a little paperwork, and as far as anyone knew Tim had been abroad with private tutors. It wasn't too far from the truth. He really was 'abroad', just not in Europe. Private tutors he had in spades, and they taught him things that even the most advanced special forces agents could only dream about. He was fine simplifying a complex truth with a basic white lie. All part of the cape and cowl lifestyle.
Priority #1 though was Gotham. Their city needed them badly and he would be there for it.
Right now however he had a special destination...Stephanie.
Even after all of the insane event of the past year, he still felt wobbly knowing she was alive. How long had she been alive? What happened? Was she the same Steph? It really screwed with him, and maybe he had avoided this appointment for a few days because of it. That bothered him too. Hesitation was a very dangerous luxury for someone like him, but it was also very human. So where did that leave him?
Roof top to roof top, he comes to a place very close to Steph's. he then perches on a water tower, plain for any who know where to look to see. He waits.