every bat needs some time to brood [open]

[beyondgotham]

Terry had been in the Sensoriums for a pretty long while now. He wouldn't really admit it, but he was sort of avoiding the rest of the crew. In an almost exact replica of the 2050 Bat-cave

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[fast_thrower]

Owen, in his usual way, was poking around to see what new interesting stuff could be turned up on this ship.

What he ended up finding was a brooding young man, not too much younger than himself, poring over info on...

...crap.

"Hey. I.." He coughed into his hand. "If that's your area of interest.. maybe I can add some details." He called out politely to the other guy.

[beyondgotham]

Terry almost jumped. The instincts he'd picked up from the old man kicked in, and he immediately looked for something to mask his face, and a weapon. For a moment, he actually thought he was in the Batcave... but then he remembered the reality of his situation. This wasn't the Batcave, and on this ship, his secret identity wasn't so secret.

He turned, studying the man that had walked in. He didn't recognize him, but if this guy knew about the Robins, then it was probably a safe bet that he was from the same world. Or, he was from the world were Batman was a cartoon. Terry didn't like thinking about that world. But there was really only one way to find out.

"How do you know about them?" Terry said, furrowing his brow and gesturing towards the screen.

[fast_thrower]

"Well for starters..." Owen grimly moved forward, looking up at the screen. "..I used to be one."

He let that hang for a second.

"Nah, not really. Just always wanted to use that line." He gives a weak laugh. "But in seriousness..." He points to Nightwing. "Close buds, or at least I thought we were, and...." He points to Drake. "Our dads killed each other."

[beyondgotham]

Terry stared at the guy. He didn't recognize him at all, but he felt like he should have, that Wayne should have told him about how Tim's father died. But then again, the old man had never even mentioned Jason Todd's existence.

"Slag, no wonder the old man is against side-kicks. It's like everyone that gets involved with Batman is cursed or something." Of course, he was also thinking about his own father when he said that.

[goddamnwingman]

Dick had been looking for the new Batman. Not seriously, because he figured if he'd gone missing, he probably didn't want to be found. But it didn't stop him from looking around from time to time.

So why he tried this sensorium at this time, he wasn't sure, but it was a bit of a shock to walk into a place that was so familiar and not at the same time. "Really need to get someone down here to dust this place," he said, glancing around.

[beyondgotham]

Terry swiveled around in the chair at the large computer screen, surprised. After he'd made a promise not to talk about the future, here was a former Robin, seeing the future of the Batcave. Though, if Grayson had to see anything from the future, the Cave was probably one of the best things, as most of the tech was about as old as Terry, and he'd been trying to phase out most of Wayne's old trophies with some of his own.

"For all the time the old man spends down here, you'd think he'd clean it. Or maybe he expects me to now, as if I actually had any time to," Terry said as he reached back to the computer and tried to close the files as casually as he could, hoping Grayson hadn't noticed them.

[goddamnwingman]

Not just any former Robin, either, but the first. Dick rolled his shoulders a bit, walking closer. He stopped in front of the row of uniforms, paying attention to the Nightwing uniform in particular. "Looks a bit like my current one," he said, turning to look at the computer. "And Bruce doesn't dust. Alfred took care of that sort of thing." He paused, then, "I suppose he's gone by your time."

Turning away from the uniforms, he walked over to the computer. "So. Which one of us were you most interested in?"

He hadn't become the second greatest detective in the world by not being observant, after all.

[beyondgotham]

Terry looked at the case, as well. He'd never thought about it before, but he'd once used Nightwing's mask, and now he was wondering if that was disrespectful in some way. "I think Alfred died before I was even born." He said, solemnly. Considering that was about the time Wayne stopped being Batman, he thought, but decided not to say.

Terry thought for a moment before answering. He felt somewhat guilty about reading up on the Robins, but he also felt he had a right to know about them. "Tim," he finally said, "all of you, actually, but mostly Tim. I started with Jason Todd, though."

[mrsarcastic003]

Tim was a little surprised to see the Batcave when he went into the Sensorium. There... really weren't a lot of people who came here to chill out. He looked around a little. It wasn't quite the cave he was familiar with. There were more cases, for one. And the tech was different, but... yeah. It had Bruce's brand of interior decorating stamped all over it.

And there was a Bat at the computer. Just like any other day. Tim walked toward Terry, glancing at the display open in front of him. ...Him? And Jason and Dick?

"You know, if there was anything you wanted to know about Robins, you could have just asked."

[beyondgotham]

"Slag!" Terry said, jumping a little. He hadn't heard Tim come in. Not a good thing for Batman.

He groaned, rubbing his eyes. "Sorry. I came here for some space, and... figured I should know how Jason died, and then.... slag it."

[mrsarcastic003]

"Sorry," Tim said with a wry smile. "I sneak up on him sometimes, too." He shrugged. "Naturally sneaky, I guess."

He grimaced a little when Terry mentioned Jason's death. "Yeah. That was... not good. He came back, you know."

[beyondgotham]

"Heh, I wish I were naturally sneaky. For an old guy with bad hearing, Wayne always knows when I'm around."

Terry looked at Tim, one eyebrow raised. "What?" He said incredulously.

[beyondgotham]

Terry looked up at Kon, trying to remember who he was. He knew Tim had pointed him out a while back...

"You're... Superboy, right?"

[beyondgotham]

"Hey, that's an antique." Terry said, walking over to Superboy. "It's literally older then I am." Of course, he was sort of ignoring the fact that the whole cave he was standing in was technically a copy of the original. But it was still a matter of being respectful to the old Bats.