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Need a little change in life....

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[groundedrobin]

...What was that?

[groundedrobin]

[Starts violently, then relaxes when he realizes it's Bart, not an attacker. And-- what was that he just saw? Never mind. He frowns a little at Bart.]

It's a long story. What's with the ears?

[backinakidflash]

*Bart grins and his tail wags excitedly He doesn't sound very concerned* It's probably just some Hub thing. I'm sure it will wear off at some point.

If the length's the only thing that's stopping you I've practically got all day. But I guess that's just some excuse because you don't want to talk about it huh?

[groundedrobin]

[Touches Bart's ear.] ...That's an awfully cavalier way of looking at it.

And no, I don't want to talk about my eye. Sorry, Bart.

[backinakidflash]

*Bart leans into the touch, nudging your hand. He'd like some pets Timmy.* Well there's not much I can do about it so why bother worrying right? Besides it's not too bad.

It's okay Tim, you don't have to tell me. It's your business. I'm just sorry you had to go though whatever it was. *Bart's mind wanders to the pain Bart's felt in his own life. His mind is moving pretty fast so Tim may not be able to pick up many of the details. Bart thinks of all the times his friends have been injured and he has been unable to help. He also thinks of his own pain, being shot in the knee and the two times he's felt the pain of death.*

[groundedrobin]

[He's not going to pet you, that would be weird. He kinda rubs it though, like he's checking that it's attached.

It's the 'shot in the knee' part that makes him put it together. Bart's head. That's what he's seeing.] ...Bart, what are you thinking about?

[backinakidflash]

*Well you're no fun at all. Bart shrugs when you ask the question.* Stuff. Nothin' important. Why?

[groundedrobin]

[It would be like if he randomly groped you or something! Tim frowns more.]

I think I might be reading your mind.

[backinakidflash]

*Bart cocks his head* Huh. I guess you could be, the Hub's a bit weird like that.

....Should I try to stop thinking? *Can't help but think of random things. Like the Manchester flood and reading the San Fran library. Or kissing Carol and then loosing her to stupid time travel only a few hours later.*

[groundedrobin]

[Tim catches maybe one image in ten, the way Bart's brain goes.]

I doubt you can. And even if you can, you probably shouldn't.

[backinakidflash]

*Bart grins* Yeah, remember what happened the last time you tried to get me to stop thinking? *Oh wait that's right, he saved the world.*

I just hope I don't hurt you or something. I mean I barely know what I'm thinking about half the time, my mind moves so fast. I'm not sure a non-speedster could keep up.

[groundedrobin]

*nods* You're... changing tracks too fast, it's all just noise.

[backinakidflash]

*Bart breaths a sigh of relief* Oh good.

I mean if the.... noise isn't giving you a headache or anything that's great. Wouldn't wanna hurt you with my thoughts or something.

[groundedrobin]

No, it's not... loud. Just white noise.

[backinakidflash]

Good. That's really, really awesome. *He's relieved that he's not hurting you accidentally. His ears are relaxed and his tail wagging slowly.*

So how does this work anyway? Are you always telepathic or what?

[groundedrobin]

What? No, this is new. A... Hub thing, I guess.