You look familiar.

[bratwonder]

Who: Stevie "Robin" Kent and Bart "Impulse" Allen.
What: Reuniting for the first time ever.
Where: The basement of the Kent place.
When: Less than a minute after this post.
What Again: Quicklog.

Comments

[speedintraining]

[He's already left Matsuri to more capable hands downstairs, and is now wandering somewhat awkwardly back up the stairs again. He should probably go back out to patrol again, but... it was kind of... weird out there right now.]

[He glances up to see someone on the stairs above him.] You're um... Stevie, right? [Something looks kinda familiar about him...]

[bratwonder]

[The colors and the hair spark a memory, but tracking it down is like chasing bats through the air.]

Yeah, tha's me. I saw your log, is she...?

[Whoaa, dizzy. Stumbling down the last few steps!]

[speedintraining]

She's okay, she -- whoa, hey! [And he's there as good as immediately, reaching out to steady that weirdly familiar kid.] Are you alright?

[bratwonder]

[Grabs the support, plants his feet, and stands up with the kind of stubbornly independent look that might - just might - ring a few more bells. Also, miniature Bat-voice.]

Fine. You sure she isn't--

[Doubletakes. You got here really fast. And is now scrutinizing you, because he's SURE he's seen that bug-eyed mask before. Close up. Somewhere.

How could he misplace it?]

[speedintraining]

[Yeah, that stubbornness DEFINITELY seems familiar. Bart stares a little harder, it's right on the edge of his memory...]

Um... hey, have we... met?

[bratwonder]

[Intense, scrutinizing look.]

.... No.

... But I know your name is Impulse.

fff couldn't resist

[speedintraining]

[Well THAT'S not much of a feat, seeing as Impulse has been introducing himself all over the place -- if you've been awake the last few months, anyway. And it doesn't quite occur to him that his audience might not have been. Have an eyeroll!]

Well, yeah, I can tell you were trained by the world's greatest -- [The words are automatic, out nearly before he realizes what he's saying and hey, THERE'S the reminder he needed.]

Robin!

fff ilu

[bratwonder]

[Jerks backward as if struck, hits the wall with a dull thud. One hand on it for support.]

What!? I- who- no! You gotta be kiddin', do I look like a-

[speedintraining]

[and THAT pretty much confirms it. Suddenly he's all smiles, lunging forward to hug him.]

No one told me you were here! Oh, man, that's so cool, I -- hey-- [a sudden realization, and he pulls back a little] --How come you're so small?

[bratwonder]

[sdkfjh nobody told him he'd be getting hugs from STRANGERS. What does he do.]

...

... Oh.

[Pulls back himself, much as he can with the wall there. Looking away.]

You're friends with the other one. He's from another world.

[Little handwave.] We're from. Other worlds. Anyway I just woke up, so I guess nobody mentioned.

[speedintraining]

Just woke up?

[he looks curious, but then the matter is immediately overridden by memory of Nightwing, explaining that Batman was of a different world and might not know him and hey apparently that applied to more than one, didn't it?]

So that means you don't know me, right? [a warmer smile this time, and he pulls off his mask to let it hang around his neck] I'm Impulse. Um, Bart. Nice to meet you again!

[bratwonder]

[Okay, that's sorta contagious. Bart gets a semi-reluctant smile back.]

... Likewise. You're kind of on duty, right? Or else we can talk. I kind of... hmm.

[Now that the mask's off, he's examining the other boy again.] Think I saw you. Once or twice. Only I've been asleep for awhile.

[speedintraining]

[oh, right, he IS on duty -- but he's distracted again before he can decide he should get back to it]

You saw me? What, like, before you went to sleep?

[bratwonder]

Not exactly.

[Tch]

I had a lotta weird dreams. Some other- uh- me, and some team I'd never heard of. Think you were on it? And a kid with the S on his chest.

[Handwave, brushing it off.] Whatever. Better than the other ones, anyways. I oughta let you get back to. Y'know. [Gesture to the spandex.] I'd join you and all, but... [fff, his hand's shaking. Screw that. Stopping it with a little focus.]

[speedintraining]

Young Justice. And that was Superboy. [a fonder smile now, it would be wistful if Bart knew how to DO wistful]

I'll come back later -- when all this is over. You -- wait hang on! [another sudden thought, eyes widening] If you're Robin, does that mean that guy down there is -- ?

[bratwonder]

[Smacks him lightly in the chest, backhanded. Louder than necessary, with emphasis]

Dunno. There's a lot of guys who live 'round here. Besides, I told you. [Poke. Poke.] I'm not Robin.

[A beat.]

It's Stevie.