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[i_spoiled_it]

Stephanie is in the bar. Well, more or less. She's in the rafters again, although she's not walking on her hands this time; she's lying on a beam being Very Still and Watching People.

She's holding, not wearing, her mask, and she doesn't look like she's entirely comfortable without it on yet.

[Akito and Steph talk about heroes, wars, and giant

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[opalcity_star]

Jack's at a corner of the bar when he sees her...anc winces.

"Great, another Bat."

[i_spoiled_it]

Steph hears the voice, but not where it's coming from. She sits up and glares at everyone who might have said it.

[opalcity_star]

A bright light illuminates the corner where Jack had been sitting...and then he's up in the rafters with her. Well, floating there anyway.

"Yo."

[i_spoiled_it]

"Eeep!" Steph does *not* nearly tumble off the beam, except for the part where she does. She catches herself in time. "Okay, who are you?"

[opalcity_star]

"Starman. Well, one of them. The most recent one anyway."

He holds out his hand before plopping down on a rafter next to her.

"Jack Knight of Opal City. Hopefully...nice to meet you. I'm, uh, trying to keep up with my favorite band of fools. Well, the ones who managed to get here anyway."

[i_spoiled_it]

Steph narrows her eyes. "... who's a band of fools? The Bats?"

[opalcity_star]

He raises an eyebrow.

"Damn, he trains you in the ways of the Overly Sensitive right off the Bat, doesn't he?"

And now he's smirking.

"I was talking about the superhero community in general, sweetheart. You're talking to a man who's father was a superhero, who's second cousin was a superhero, who's brother was a superhero, who's best friend is a superhero...the list goes on. You'll, uh, notice I introduced myself as Starman, of course so, uh,...'I'm not only not only the President, I'm a member.'"

[i_spoiled_it]

Steph says, "So, you don't think the Bats are fools, you just think everyone who tries to do any good in the world is?"

She puts her mask on, the weight of her actions making it clear that it's not just random. "I'm ... Robin. Or at least, I was."

[opalcity_star]

He blinks.

"Wow...so the whole 'darth pissiness' thing has rubbed off but not the 'world's greatest detective' bit. I think I did say favorite band of fools, I'm pretty sure, and I think I just admitted to being one of them. As for 'everyone who tries to do any good in the world'...I hope you don't think that a cape and a mask are the only thing that'll let you do good. There're a lot of heroes out there; we're just, collectively, the kind who hasn't figured out that spandex went out in the eighties."

He leans on one of the support beams and props the Cosmic Rod on his knees.

[i_spoiled_it]

"For your information, it's a kevlar-nomex weave, and the stretch factor makes it a lot easier to fight in," Steph says, fairly snottily. "Some of us don't rely on magic pointy sticks to do our jobs for us." Darth Pissiness indeed.

She has no idea what the Cosmic Rod actually does.

[opalcity_star]

Okay, say what you like about Jack, but don't insult his father's work.

Only he's allowed to do that.

"But you've got, like, batarangs and batcars and bat-whatever the hell he's cooked up today, haven't you? The Cosmic Rod is all that for me, and it's not magic...it's science. My dad invented it and a finer tool I've never seen."

He looks her over.

"As for fighting? I'm good in my khakis, boots, a shirt, my jacket, and the goggles to help with the brightness of the rod...and if you think I use this thing to do all my work, you're a lot dumber than you look."

[i_spoiled_it]

"Oh, am I." Steph gives him her best Bat-Glare. "So ... you have a magic pointy stick that's a batarang and a batmobile for you? Well, I hope you enjoy riding it." She jumps down from the rafters and begins to stalk away.

[opalcity_star]

He's gotten a Bat-Glare from the originator of the Bat-Glare. He doesn't even need the goggles for Stephanie's. Instead, he sort of thinks about it.

"Nah, I don't ride it. Figure it'd chaff somethine fierce."

A quick flight and he's in front of her, holding out his hand.

"Okay, look. I think you totally misunderstood what I meant and I'm a bit of a jackass myself, so it happens. You want to cool down and start all over like civilized folks, or are you going to pull a 'My So-Called Life' and stomp off in a flurry of bat-teen angst?"

[i_spoiled_it]

Steph thinks about it, but not for very long.

"All right. Hi, I'm Stephanie." She sticks out her hand, and ignores the temptation to use her suit-taser on him.

[opalcity_star]

She does, she's Kentucky Fried Robin. He does, however, take and hand and shake it.

"Jack. Nice to meet you."

He laughs.

"Man, I'm so much better when I've got Teddy with me nowadays. Tend to screw up like this less."

[i_spoiled_it]

Steph grins. "Nah, it was mostly me getting the shits with you, anyway. I'm ... a little on edge. I'm kinda dealing with some ... issues. It is nice to meet you, and I don't wanna offend you again, but I'm really, really tired."