Nov 03, 2010 23:18
So. That was weird. What's the point of a haunted castle after like... ninety percent of the cemetery just goes away? What, was it a ghost cemetery? 'Cause that just sounds redundant.
Think I'm gettin' the hang of this, though. [Indifferently!] I mean, it's wacked, but it's not totally out there. I've seen stranger.
[O bravado. You are truly a comfort in dark and freaky times.]
[Experimentally filtered to Dick, Barb........ and the Other Tim Drake]
[Okay man. Deep breath. Tersely]
B... kinda mentioned. That you were around. Sort of.
And he didn't say you were evil doubles, like that one time. So I guess-- yeah. [Short, considering pause.] Anyway, I think I freaked out your speedster. Sorry 'bout that. ... He still shouldn'ta snuck up on me with clownpaint on.
[A scrawled filter to Bruce]
I'm in thousand-eight. Got some fun floormates up here.
[Actually, he's outside room 1008, experimentally trying to pick the lock on the Four Seasons Room.
It's not going so well.]
tim drake (robin ii)