Pick a name soon and we can make you a suit the same time we rebuild mine.

You may not have a Batsuit.

If you keep a good eye on Enzan, though, I'll pay you the same rate my mom gives Matt's babysitter.

( The Next Dark Knight Returns )

Thank you.

Gotham is lonely without Robin. Terry would of course never admit he misses tag team patrols, but it hasn't stopped him from sending a message to the one other person the city wouldn't be too surprised at.

I figure, after everything, you owe me a hand on the job for a night. Objections?

It's a nice little cafe out in the middle of nowhere.

It's a nice empty cafe in the middle of nowhere, and the people tending know how to keep a secret. Batman is waiting.

Just a little drunk from his encounter with an Asuka, Terry's just about ready to head on back home and go on his nightly round of patrols. He plans to get changed in his Nexus headquarters, a little cabin off in some obscure corner of an out-of-the-way chunk of the Nexus, stocked with food and medical supplies. It's locked, but he's never bothered ( Read more... )

He PINs them straight to the Batcave. No creepy visions of a possible future for Mikey. "I know it's not much, but it's home."

He led Victor to the cafe, frowning slightly as he reached the table. "So really, this is gonna sound kinda weird, but how are you feeling today?"

He was not very good at touchy feely. Why was he doing this again?

Precautions were not something that the old man approved of. They just him that same dull, vaguely dissapproving stare that had become part of his life. On the other hand, as he was prone to remarking loudly every time he installed a new one, they kept him alive ( Read more... )