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Steph drifts in from outside, looking unhappy, and settles into a seat at the Bar. She is followed by a kitten so tiny and wee that it's really just a scrap of fur with 'tude, which winds itself around her ankles as she slumps.

Bar, with perhaps an air of disapproval that she's been avoiding it for so long (that whole tofu thing, so embarrassing,

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There may be an Atton, completely ignoring what Steph just said, and pulling it into his hand with the Force.
"Why aren't we supposed t'touch it?"

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Steph jerks aside as it starts moving, and then tries to catch it with a plate. "Don't touch it!" she snaps again, in that Batman-like voice. And then, because it's Atton, she adds "Idiot."

IT COULD BE FROM THE JOKER. :O

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"Why not?" Atton asks, letting it be caught by the plate. "And 'm not an idiot."

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Steph tilts the plate so the little thing skids to a halt on the tippy surface without touching her.

"...right, you weren't born in Gotham."

That's as close to an apology as he's ever likely to get! Steph forgets that trick things are funny to other people. Bizarre.

"It's - Jokery."

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"Jokery?"

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Steph blinks.

"The Joker? The one who, you know, has a thing about Robins, and trying to kill them? And who hates me double because I celled him once? And who uses these to make people die horribly?"

She practically twitches at the sight of these things!

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"Oh, okay." There's a moment of close inspection of the buzzer-thing, before he opens his hand and tries to pull it back in again.

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"Atton!"

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"This," Atton says, somewhat amusedly, once it's safely in his palm. "Is not going to make you die horribly."

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Hands on hips, Steph glares at him.

"If you die an awful Jokerized death, I'm going to dance on your grave," she informs him coldly.

It's not funny, Atton! Oh, teh Drama!

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"I'll make sure to get an unmarked one. Keep you from finding it until I have time t'settle in," Atton replies wryly. "D'you want to know how I know this is not going to make you die a horrible Jokerised death? Apart from my amazing powers of precognition, of course."

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Steph continues to glare at him, rather more coldly than usual.

...she's kind of sensitive about Joker things.

"How."

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"I got this from the Bar," Atton says brightly. "And barring the fact that Bar doesn't give out nasty death things, I haven't yet died despite handling it many, many days ago."

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Steph stares blankly at him for a minute.

"Oh. Well, wasn't that a great present."

She's only cruel because she feels silly suddenly.

(This is the best way ever to show gratitude for a Christmas present, y/y?)

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(Best way ever, ya, srsly.)

"Obviously, I didn't know you had a debilitating fear of electric-buzzer-things at the time."

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"I grew up in Gotham," Steph says, sulkily. "Things like that haven't been funny since the first time Joker went on a mass-murdering spree."