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Jul 29, 2010 20:29

Who: Melanie Walker and OPEN
Where: The City's largest train station and surrounding areas.
When: Thursday, 1 am (so I can still post with her to the comm if I want)
Warnings:
Summary: Melanie's been in the city for like, one day, and she already has plans and they're already not working.
Format: TL;DR to start, I don't care at all to play.

Whist is the worst card game ever )

† terry mcginnis | batman, † melanie walker | ten

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I- oh fine battothefuture July 30 2010, 03:12:30 UTC
Terry was starting late tonight. He had his reasons, mostly those reasons had involved him not trusting himself and a very, very, very late night last night. But he wasn't sure if he wanted to go out at all, not right now. So instead he had the suit in his backpack and was wandering through the city, trying to decide if there was enough crime right now to justify the risk (was it a risk?) of putting on the mask. And trying to decide if he should move back in with Raven or if that was a mistake or...

It would feel remarkably like quitting anyway. Probably best not to. If he could trust....

It was stupid to be thinking along these lines. But it had been right then, and... Maybe Bruce'd had more reason than one to ditch Robin all those years back. Slag, maybe that had been the reason.

Didn't matter. He just needed to get his head on straight, start acting like he was supposed to. It seemed like a quietish night too, maybe that was for the best.

Terry felt lost in his skin and lost in this city that wasn't at all his. He missed home.

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01_4_10 July 30 2010, 03:29:40 UTC
Melanie had a tendency to run when she was out alone at night. She wasn't scared of getting attacked, full of teenaged certainy that she could handle whatever lowlife tried anything, but she didn't want to end up involved in any attack. She wasn't supposed to get any attention from the police, and having to make a statement would definitely be attention.

But maybe she shouldn't be running, because turning that last corner made her crash into a wall. A moveable wall. Oh, it was a person. Had she run into him, or was it deliberate on his part?

If he grabbed at her, she was going to kick him in the nuts. She didn't care how tall he...

Her gaze had finally reached his face. Her jaw fell open, and she immediately threw herself at him again for a hug. "Oh my God! Terry! How the... is everyone getting yanked around by that machine?"

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battothefuture July 30 2010, 03:46:34 UTC
Forget getting grabbed, Melanie was really lucky she hadn't gotten punched. Or worse. No matter how off you were feeling, two years of training from the most psychotic taskmaster the world had ever seen and years and years of fighting before that, including a short stint in a gang, left you with some pretty definite impulses when it came to someone suddenly ramming into you.

He did grab her, but it was more as a precursor to throwing her into (maybe through) the nearest wall before he started thinking. Then he finally recognized her - "Mel-" - about half a second before she threw herself at him again, though intentionally this time. Terry froze like a puddle; an appropriate metaphor since that shock seemed to shatter just like ice when she hit him.

He almost staggered a step backwards when her weight hit him, it threw him off balance briefly- and after that he wasn't sure how to react.

What was she doing-

And what was she anyway?

He didn't move.

"Melanie. I... wasn't expecting to see you here." Funny, he didn't seem all that ( ... )

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01_4_10 July 30 2010, 04:07:58 UTC
Enthusiasm can be blinding sometimes, and right now, she's just relieved that there's someone she knows here. She's never been alone in a new town before. Besides, if Terry's here, maybe her folks are too.

"I wasn't expecting to see you either. I was going home, and then there was this computer. None of twips around here could tell me how to get back to Gotham, and I thought I was going crazy for a bit. But if you're here, then I'm not."

She finally stops hugging him and takes a step back, although her hands stay near his shoulders. "What's going on? How are we not in Gotham? We were there this morning! Is this some sort of dream, and the next door I go through is gonna take me into a class room and I'll be naked?"

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