VOICE/TEXT 001! Wherein a bad little boy pretends to be good.

[birdthright]

[ The feed turns on, and there is a light shuffling of tiny feet. Inhuman feet. Four of them. It's a kitten! A rather noisy one, at that. Then, a child's voice. Polished down to the last syllable, but caring not to sound pretentious. Some of his words are deliberately stressed to factor in confusion. He's also getting good at hiding that cocky,

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voice // batcryption

[bodyreads]

A stray?

voice // batcryption

[birdthright]

Superman left it in the cave. Apparently, it was mine. [ He doesn't seem to know what to do with it, though. ]

voice // batcryption

[bodyreads]

Any name?

voice // batcryption

[birdthright]

None. [ The kitten is destroying something in the background, and Damian can be heard saying 'Enough. That belongs to my father.' but he just goes ignored. ]

Would ... giving it one make it respond to me? [ a beat. ] I've heard of the effect sentimental gestures have on these creatures.

voice;

[kingofrooks]

Oh, look. It likes you.

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[birdthright]

[ Now the cat is scratching at the fabric of his pants. Damian moves his leg away, and it makes an annoyed sound in response. ]

I am growing doubtful of that, Father.

voice;

[kingofrooks]

Well, it hasn't tried to bite you, has it?

voice;

[birdthright]

Not yet. Is that an indication that it likes me?

anonymous text, untraceable. but hell, you know who this is.

[kingofrooks]

Not patterns. Possible trends of behaviour.

permatext!

[birdthright]

Personality? [ But there were so many different kinds of people around. Couldn't be that. ]

perma whatever that's up there

[kingofrooks]

Importance with regards to their world, or universe.

The hypothesis has limits.

perma all the things

[birdthright]

It ...does. Because there are some that seem particularly insignificant.

voice;

[isitablurred]

Damian! I heard you were back--and Bruce. Well, he was grinning like an idiot last time I saw him. [He's always grinning like an idiot. Except when he's really not.] Have you chosen a name yet?

Oh--I'm Clark, by the way. I'm a friend of your father's. You really don't remember anything?

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[birdthright]

Unfortunately, no. I'm sorry if this is your second introduction.

[ Thoughtful pause. ] A name . . . [ He hasn't put much thought into that -- for real. ] I haven't chosen one of those, either.

voice; -> holo; batcryptions

[isitablurred]

Well you've got plenty of time, but it might feel more like it belongs if it had one, right?

And it's fine. I used to be a reporter in Metropolis, and now I'm a reporter here. Other than that there's not really anything too weird or wonderful about me.

[He switches to a holographic feed; batcryptions.]

Apart from the obvious, I mean.

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[birdthright]

It's still nice to meet you, Mr. Clark. Will you help me with a name? [ before Bruce names it Talia ]

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[dancing_pierrot]

No recollection? It's been known to happen before.

[Franziska would certainly know all about that.]

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[birdthright]

Others have told me that, but I've yet to meet any in this same situation.

voice;

[dancing_pierrot]

And just what are the particulars of this specific situation that you're alluding to?

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[birdthright]

Being the second to a previous incarnation.