The comment, at the moment, goes ignored. She allows herself to swing back down, her legs spltting as she flips up and over the bar, catching herself. She continues to push herself, spinning and after a minute or two more, she does a triple back and sticks the landing.
Of course, then she actually looks over at where the comment is coming from and she goes pale. That's... That... "Robin?"
He's barely heard a word she's said. He's standing, stock still, in front of the clear glass that looks out over Titans Island and San Francisco Bay. And he's utterly captivated.
...far out.
He steps forward, a hand coming up to rest on the glass, his nose almost touching it.
"It is pretty impressive. The first one, though...." Bette shakes her head. She never really got to spend too much time there. Not as much as she'd like, though. "Look. You really.. I don't know what this is doing to time. I mean... You're like... thirteen."
He's still not entirely convinced about being in the future. All he -does- know is that he's in this place, and he's probably about four thousand miles from where he should be.
Wow. Batman's gonna flip when he finds out where I am.
"Look, I /could/ call /you/. You're probably just where you should be..." Bette frowns at him a bit, really looking worried. Some part of her just wants to sit down and maybe cry. Somewhere, some when, a younger version of her is about to fall head over heels with this kid.
Instead she looks at him, "Look. You're gonna be here a bit is seems. You want something to eat?"
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!" She looks at Tim, "He /is/ your brother. Like... in one of these weird time and space dosplacement things that's been happening." And then she turns toward Dick, "This isn't quite what I meant when I said the other you but... well.. it.. it makes my point."
Alfred's not here. He might as well get away with it while he can. He spots a Zesti and reaches over Tim's shoulder for it before hopping up onto the counter.
The teenager stands there, blobs of foodstuffs in his hair, on his uniform, and pancake mix, well... everywhere. He immediately realizes they're busted, and sets the ketchup bottle down on the table carefully.
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Of course, then she actually looks over at where the comment is coming from and she goes pale. That's... That... "Robin?"
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That's my name, don't wear it out.
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...far out.
He steps forward, a hand coming up to rest on the glass, his nose almost touching it.
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Then he looks at her and scowls.
-Fourteen-. Well... almost. In a couple months.
He's still not entirely convinced about being in the future. All he -does- know is that he's in this place, and he's probably about four thousand miles from where he should be.
Wow. Batman's gonna flip when he finds out where I am.
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Instead she looks at him, "Look. You're gonna be here a bit is seems. You want something to eat?"
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What the....?
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Okay, you know what? That's -not- cool. Who the hell are you?
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What're you in the mood for?
They must have gone shopping this morning - between Beast Boy and Kid Flash there's not normally this much food around.
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's long as it's not healthy.
Alfred's not here. He might as well get away with it while he can. He spots a Zesti and reaches over Tim's shoulder for it before hopping up onto the counter.
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Alfred's pretty strict on what he feeds people, isn't he. Though his cookies are awesome.
Hmmm...peanut butter and jelly sandwich?
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Sure.
So what're you doing out here on the West Coast if you work for Batman?
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Tim, what the hell are you...
He blinks at the sight of the younger Dick
Wait, who the hell are you?
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Yike!
Um...
He swallows.
Hugo, meet Dick. Dick, meet Hugo.
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Then --
He started it!
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You threw the first food - I just called you a twerp!
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