Back in the saddle again

[bucky_cap]

Who: Capes and associated
When: All week 136, starting six hours after reset approximately.
Where: Capes' secret hideout for the trip
Summary: A cowl is a weighty thing. Just like last trip, a rendezvous point is set up, somewhere for the capes to crash and be able to take their masks off in peace.
Rating: R for safety.
Warnings: Any general

Comments

Sunday Evening/Early Monday Morning || Open

[notasidedick]

[Dick has yet to change into his own batsuit surprisingly. Instead of going straight for the Bat persona, Dick actually was still in his civilian clothes and scouting around the place for supplies. Of course he ends up doing this from morning to some odd hour in the night. He didn't want people seeing him head into the building

[notasidedick]

I don't think I ever do.

I honestly just want to get through this F3 without someone dying. [Ironically half of them die this F3. Oops.]

[bucky_cap]

It's more a 'waiting for one experiment to end' than 'anticipating the next one' thing.

Here's hoping. We'll all do what we can though.

[notasidedick]

Sometimes I feel like we all look forward to the next week because it might not have an experiment.

Yeah.

DURRR I can code

[faultlesscon]

[Alex? Is never sure how he managed to become a part of it, but he's there when Dick returns. A glance to the guns when Dick sets them down and he makes a face, shakes his head and goes back to making space in the corner he's working at.]

Do you know how to fire one?

DURRHURR

[notasidedick]

[Dick picks up one of the handguns, examining the condition of it.]

I can probably fire all the guns on this table. [He places it back among the other guns.] I know how to put them apart and put them back together. I was taught how to do this since they'd be used against me. I was in the Academy for awhile too, so I needed good scores for shooting.

HI KIM c:

[faultlesscon]

[He walks over to the other's side, eyes more to the ground than the table.]

... Would it be too much if I asked you to teach me how to use one?

[notasidedick]

[He looks over at Alex for a minute.]

I can teach you the basics. How to load it and how to fire it. I don't think we'd have time for me to teach you everything. I can't tell you not to shoot people, but I do have a request. If I teach you, you only fire to kill if you're in such a dire situation that would require it.

[faultlesscon]

I'm not a fan of firearms anyhow. [There's little reaction on his side, but he lifts his head to look at Dick.] It might just be a little more useful than punching something in the face, you know?

[notasidedick]

[He laughs a bit.] It depends on how hard you punch and where you punch them. [If Bruce had trained to be assassins, they sure as heck would know a lot of ways to kill a man.] But I'll teach you. We can find some old objects you can practice aiming at.

[faultlesscon]

[What is with nearly everyone knowing how to kill a person in multiple ways? He nods, exhales.]

I'd appreciate that.

[notasidedick]

[Gosh darn superheroes and their strange knowledge.]

We can do it in a few days once things have settled down a bit and when we have actual sunlight to work with.

[faultlesscon]

Just let me know then--I'll be around.

[A pause.] Have you been alright?

[notasidedick]

I know how to contact you otherwise.

[He tilts his head, a curious expression on his face.] Huh? Yeah, I'm alright? Why do you ask? [He hasn't been in a terribly bad mood or anything. Things haven't been too bad as of late.]

[faultlesscon]

It's not that hard to get my attention. [A shrug of the shoulders.]

The last time I saw you, you were 'Robin', not 'Batman'. I just wanted to see.

[notasidedick]

Right. I remember a bit of that. I wasn't too much trouble for you I hope. [He wasn't exactly the most sensible kid.]