So. Batman, huh?
firstbirdboy: Hey Wally!
notakidflash: Hi there!
notakidflash: How's it going?
firstbirdboy: Pretty good. You?
notakidflash: No complaints! Kids are asleep, having a nice snack. Life is pretty good.
firstbirdboy: Sounds fun!
firstbirdboy: I'm patrolling Gotham with Damian.
notakidflash: ...Yeah, I heard about that. How's the cowl?
firstbirdboy: Strange.
notakidflash: Yeah?
firstbirdboy: I don't know. It's been Bruce's for so long...
notakidflash: Yeah, but I'd think that if anyone had the right to take over...
notakidflash: Like me being the Flash, you know?
firstbirdboy: Well... yeah.
notakidflash: It's weird. I get it.
firstbirdboy: Yeah, if anyone does, you would.
notakidflash: I ought to. ::grin::
firstbirdboy: Yeah. Just hope I do as good a job filling Bruce's shoes as you did filling Barry's.
notakidflash: Aww, you're making me blush. And you'll do fine. Really.
firstbirdboy: Heh, thanks.
notakidflash: You're welcome.
notakidflash: Giving any thought to the League?
firstbirdboy: I don't know. I'm still just working on establishing myself in Gotham.
notakidflash: Fair enough. How are things going with the shrimp?
firstbirdboy: He's not trying to kill people anymore!
notakidflash: That's something!
firstbirdboy: Yeah. He's pretty good, even if he's got a serious attitude problem.
notakidflash: I'm shocked.
notakidflash: ...Can I ask what happened to the sane Robin?
firstbirdboy: ...it wasn't exactly pretty.
firstbirdboy: I needed to keep an eye on Damian, so I let him be Robin. Which at least stopped him from trying to become Batman. And Tim... didn't take it so well. So now he's really mad at me, probably hates me, and honestly I can't blame him.
notakidflash: Oooooow. I remember how pretty the transition from Robin to Nightwing was. I don't envy you, dude.
firstbirdboy: Yeah. Pretty much.
firstbirdboy: So I just kind of feel like an ass.
notakidflash: Maybe a little? But I get it.
firstbirdboy: Well, if Damian hadn't been there I could have talked to him in a reasonable way.
notakidflash: ...He was there? Man, that... probably went over about as well as a screen door on a space ship.
firstbirdboy: Pretty much. I fucked up.
notakidflash: I'm sorry.
firstbirdboy: It's ok. Just... wish I could have handled it better.
notakidflash: I know. He'll forgive you eventually.
firstbirdboy: I hope so.
notakidflash: I'm sure of it. He's a good kid
firstbirdboy: Yeah, he is. And he's also convinced Bruce is alive.
notakidflash: ...Um. Did he see the crispy toasty skeleton?
notakidflash: ...Man, I'm sorry. That was kinda cold.
notakidflash: Sorry.
firstbirdboy: It's ok.
firstbirdboy: I know what you mean.
notakidflash: But--really?
notakidflash: Um... should he see a grief counsellor?
firstbirdboy: Yeah, I know. I think he's just in denial. And that would be smart. Except, you know, ran off, doesn't want to talk to me, swearing he isn't crazy.
notakidflash: Huh
notakidflash: Is he talking to anyone else? No offense, but I can see why he's not talking to you, but what do other people say?
firstbirdboy: The people he talks to are mostly also mad at me. Last I checked, he was at Jason's apartment. I know he and Superboy talked, but when I asked him about Tim, he just kind of swore at me.
notakidflash: ...Unsurprising. Their generation is a lot like our generation--fiercely protective of each other.
firstbirdboy: ...Yeah. I know.
firstbirdboy: But hopefully he can be as successful as Red Robin as I was as Nightwing?
notakidflash: You kicked ass as Nightwing
firstbirdboy: Thanks. *grin*
firstbirdboy: ...even if my costumes bordered on atrocious at times?
notakidflash: Heh. Disco-Wing?
firstbirdboy: Yeah. I've... had better ideas.
firstbirdboy: Among them was not the mullet, I should add.
notakidflash: ::snort:: That was... not a good fashion choice.
firstbirdboy: Nooo.
firstbirdboy: I try to live life without regrets, but that? I regret.
notakidflash: Understandably
notakidflash: I regret allowing it. ;-)
firstbirdboy: Yes, I blame you entirely for that. :-P
notakidflash: Hey, I'm supposed to be your friend. Friends don't let friends wear mullets.
firstbirdboy: hahaha well, thanks for the thought in hindsight?
notakidflash: No problem!
firstbirdboy: I still claim Roy's done worse.
notakidflash: Oh?
notakidflash: remind me
firstbirdboy: In costumes?
firstbirdboy: http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v141/derryderrydown/arsenal/costumes/deathstroke18.jpg
notakidflash: ...Point duly noted
firstbirdboy: Thank you.
firstbirdboy: (I have more examples)
notakidflash: I'm sure you do
firstbirdboy: I have to defend myself against accusations that I'm the worst dressed Titan somehow!
firstbirdboy: http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v141/derryderrydown/arsenal/costumes/action614-1.jpg
notakidflash: ::wince:: Oh, Roy.
firstbirdboy: I know.
firstbirdboy: I don't know what he was thinking.
notakidflash: Me either. 'Course, I wondered that about you, too.
notakidflash: How is he, anyway? How'd he take you moving to gotham?
firstbirdboy: He understood. I mean, I've got responsibilities.
firstbirdboy: I can't just ignore those.
notakidflash: That's good.
notakidflash: So--you're doing the long-distance thing?
firstbirdboy: Yeah.
firstbirdboy: When things calm down a little I'll go visit.
firstbirdboy: Not for long, unfortunately, but...
notakidflash: Lame!
notakidflash: That sucks, man.
firstbirdboy: I know. Want to lend me some superspeed?
firstbirdboy: Because I'd appreciate it...
notakidflash: I would--but it doesn't really last.
firstbirdboy: Heh. I know. It'll work out in the end, I'm sure.
notakidflash: It will. Still.
firstbirdboy: Yeah.
notakidflash: I'm sorry.
notakidflash: Think you gouys'll be okay?
firstbirdboy: I hope so. I mean, I'll be away so much of the time and he has his jealousy issues... not that I'm going to do anything, but I'm worried he'll think I am.
notakidflash: Um, I know there's the Batman and Catwoman thing, but I didn't really think she was your type, you know?
firstbirdboy: ....that would be incredibly disturbing.
notakidflash: No kidding.
firstbirdboy: He doesn't have any *good* reason to worry. But that doesn't mean he won't, you know?
notakidflash: I know. It's rough.
firstbirdboy: Yeah
notakidflash: All right, I hate to abandon you in your hour if need, but I'm getting a little antsy. I need to go for a run.
notakidflash: Later!
notakidflash: Hi there!
notakidflash: How's it going?
firstbirdboy: Pretty good. You?
notakidflash: No complaints! Kids are asleep, having a nice snack. Life is pretty good.
firstbirdboy: Sounds fun!
firstbirdboy: I'm patrolling Gotham with Damian.
notakidflash: ...Yeah, I heard about that. How's the cowl?
firstbirdboy: Strange.
notakidflash: Yeah?
firstbirdboy: I don't know. It's been Bruce's for so long...
notakidflash: Yeah, but I'd think that if anyone had the right to take over...
notakidflash: Like me being the Flash, you know?
firstbirdboy: Well... yeah.
notakidflash: It's weird. I get it.
firstbirdboy: Yeah, if anyone does, you would.
notakidflash: I ought to. ::grin::
firstbirdboy: Yeah. Just hope I do as good a job filling Bruce's shoes as you did filling Barry's.
notakidflash: Aww, you're making me blush. And you'll do fine. Really.
firstbirdboy: Heh, thanks.
notakidflash: You're welcome.
notakidflash: Giving any thought to the League?
firstbirdboy: I don't know. I'm still just working on establishing myself in Gotham.
notakidflash: Fair enough. How are things going with the shrimp?
firstbirdboy: He's not trying to kill people anymore!
notakidflash: That's something!
firstbirdboy: Yeah. He's pretty good, even if he's got a serious attitude problem.
notakidflash: I'm shocked.
notakidflash: ...Can I ask what happened to the sane Robin?
firstbirdboy: ...it wasn't exactly pretty.
firstbirdboy: I needed to keep an eye on Damian, so I let him be Robin. Which at least stopped him from trying to become Batman. And Tim... didn't take it so well. So now he's really mad at me, probably hates me, and honestly I can't blame him.
notakidflash: Oooooow. I remember how pretty the transition from Robin to Nightwing was. I don't envy you, dude.
firstbirdboy: Yeah. Pretty much.
firstbirdboy: So I just kind of feel like an ass.
notakidflash: Maybe a little? But I get it.
firstbirdboy: Well, if Damian hadn't been there I could have talked to him in a reasonable way.
notakidflash: ...He was there? Man, that... probably went over about as well as a screen door on a space ship.
firstbirdboy: Pretty much. I fucked up.
notakidflash: I'm sorry.
firstbirdboy: It's ok. Just... wish I could have handled it better.
notakidflash: I know. He'll forgive you eventually.
firstbirdboy: I hope so.
notakidflash: I'm sure of it. He's a good kid
firstbirdboy: Yeah, he is. And he's also convinced Bruce is alive.
notakidflash: ...Um. Did he see the crispy toasty skeleton?
notakidflash: ...Man, I'm sorry. That was kinda cold.
notakidflash: Sorry.
firstbirdboy: It's ok.
firstbirdboy: I know what you mean.
notakidflash: But--really?
notakidflash: Um... should he see a grief counsellor?
firstbirdboy: Yeah, I know. I think he's just in denial. And that would be smart. Except, you know, ran off, doesn't want to talk to me, swearing he isn't crazy.
notakidflash: Huh
notakidflash: Is he talking to anyone else? No offense, but I can see why he's not talking to you, but what do other people say?
firstbirdboy: The people he talks to are mostly also mad at me. Last I checked, he was at Jason's apartment. I know he and Superboy talked, but when I asked him about Tim, he just kind of swore at me.
notakidflash: ...Unsurprising. Their generation is a lot like our generation--fiercely protective of each other.
firstbirdboy: ...Yeah. I know.
firstbirdboy: But hopefully he can be as successful as Red Robin as I was as Nightwing?
notakidflash: You kicked ass as Nightwing
firstbirdboy: Thanks. *grin*
firstbirdboy: ...even if my costumes bordered on atrocious at times?
notakidflash: Heh. Disco-Wing?
firstbirdboy: Yeah. I've... had better ideas.
firstbirdboy: Among them was not the mullet, I should add.
notakidflash: ::snort:: That was... not a good fashion choice.
firstbirdboy: Nooo.
firstbirdboy: I try to live life without regrets, but that? I regret.
notakidflash: Understandably
notakidflash: I regret allowing it. ;-)
firstbirdboy: Yes, I blame you entirely for that. :-P
notakidflash: Hey, I'm supposed to be your friend. Friends don't let friends wear mullets.
firstbirdboy: hahaha well, thanks for the thought in hindsight?
notakidflash: No problem!
firstbirdboy: I still claim Roy's done worse.
notakidflash: Oh?
notakidflash: remind me
firstbirdboy: In costumes?
firstbirdboy: http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v141/derryderrydown/arsenal/costumes/deathstroke18.jpg
notakidflash: ...Point duly noted
firstbirdboy: Thank you.
firstbirdboy: (I have more examples)
notakidflash: I'm sure you do
firstbirdboy: I have to defend myself against accusations that I'm the worst dressed Titan somehow!
firstbirdboy: http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v141/derryderrydown/arsenal/costumes/action614-1.jpg
notakidflash: ::wince:: Oh, Roy.
firstbirdboy: I know.
firstbirdboy: I don't know what he was thinking.
notakidflash: Me either. 'Course, I wondered that about you, too.
notakidflash: How is he, anyway? How'd he take you moving to gotham?
firstbirdboy: He understood. I mean, I've got responsibilities.
firstbirdboy: I can't just ignore those.
notakidflash: That's good.
notakidflash: So--you're doing the long-distance thing?
firstbirdboy: Yeah.
firstbirdboy: When things calm down a little I'll go visit.
firstbirdboy: Not for long, unfortunately, but...
notakidflash: Lame!
notakidflash: That sucks, man.
firstbirdboy: I know. Want to lend me some superspeed?
firstbirdboy: Because I'd appreciate it...
notakidflash: I would--but it doesn't really last.
firstbirdboy: Heh. I know. It'll work out in the end, I'm sure.
notakidflash: It will. Still.
firstbirdboy: Yeah.
notakidflash: I'm sorry.
notakidflash: Think you gouys'll be okay?
firstbirdboy: I hope so. I mean, I'll be away so much of the time and he has his jealousy issues... not that I'm going to do anything, but I'm worried he'll think I am.
notakidflash: Um, I know there's the Batman and Catwoman thing, but I didn't really think she was your type, you know?
firstbirdboy: ....that would be incredibly disturbing.
notakidflash: No kidding.
firstbirdboy: He doesn't have any *good* reason to worry. But that doesn't mean he won't, you know?
notakidflash: I know. It's rough.
firstbirdboy: Yeah
notakidflash: All right, I hate to abandon you in your hour if need, but I'm getting a little antsy. I need to go for a run.
notakidflash: Later!