[It's the evening of Ororo's first day back in Luceti. She's only been around for about half a day or so, but she spent the last few hours out and about the village, seeking to re-familiarize herself with everything. Met a few people she used to know, too. It's been a productive day!]
[But it's time to get back to the house. Ororo decides to take the long way around, on foot even! Even though it's starting to get dark, she's taking her time looking through the streets, the houses, the buildings - anything to jog her memories bit by bit.]
[That's kind of nosy, Storm. Robin respects nosy. At least he does when it works out for him.
He's known Storm's been back since just after her arrival, but distance has been kept accordingly. Because. Well. Things were complicated and Robin's not in a hurry to relive it.
But sunset is breakfast-time on Robin's schedule, which means he's relatively stealth-free at the moment. OPEN-FACED HOAGIE. It's the food of champions. NOM. Storm is welcome to interrupt him as he inhales a meal.]
[ This shit is nonstop. Normally, the party scene? Tommy's all over that. A little dancing, a little romancing, he's made in the shade. This isn't that. Hell, this music isn't even really something he can enjoy, at least not when it's pumping through the floorboards and he can't get a wink.
It's gotta stop.
So out the apartment Tommy zips, feet flying. And on Robin's door he so heartily bangs! ]
[Alright, its been a long week. And on a GOOD day she's generally OK with loud noises, but knowing Clint needs peace to recover, and not knowing Tommy's going to lose it at some point, Sue makes her way to the offending apartment. Why? Because its after ten and its just too !@#% loud.
She's got no IDEA who it is making that racket, she's never seen anyone leave that floor during the day. Lets face it, Robin's just pretty damn sneaky. Billy'd offhandedly mentioned it was some teenager who wasn't super friendly, though. Dressed in her uniform and wearing a scowl, she bangs on the door]
(ooc: Ironic that as I'm typing this I see Tommy doing the same thing. Sorry for putting this off as long as I did.)
[Sue gives the Boy Wonder a look. He looks familiar]
Look, I'm alright with you having a party, but can you please turn the music down for a few nights? There's a guy upstairs who got hurt pretty bad, and he kinda needs his rest.
[HEY DICK HEY DICK what are you doing, there's another Robin currently attempting to break into your apartment with a very important topic to discuss!!]
[DID ZATANNA PUT YOU UP TO THIS JASON? Robin hmphs at the window noise and pulls the tripwire away from the alarm clock that was tied to it. No need to start an unnecessary ruckus over his bro. ]
[So one of the benefits of dating Robin is that Zatanna can actually get into his apartment without nearly getting herself killed now. Of course that means going in through the window, but hey. A little levitation magic is a small price to pay to see her boyfriend.
Of course, the tricky part is what she wants to do after she gets in, which is to take him out. Today marks four weeks since they started making out on a regular basis seeing each other, and she thinks that deserves something special. The first step is convincing him to actually leave the apartment though. So Zatanna makes her way in, avoiding the spots he's warned her about while trying to find her boyfriend.]
Robin? [It doesn't take too long. Turns out he's got his face planted in a book, and Zatanna shakes her head as she realizes he must have fallen asleep while he was working.] You really are kind of hopeless, aren't you?
["Boyfriend" is such a weird word. Robin doesn't like to use it. It sounds like commitment and putting down roots. Why would anyone want to do something like that?
He's not in any condition to argue with her presently. His desk is overcome with journal pages, all the written discussions dealing with the new discovery in the tunnels. They're heavily annotated in marker, notes scribbled in every available margin. If Zatanna cares to comb through them, the word "Slade" appears several dozen times on the first page alone. They'd been given a wealth of new information, but how much of it could be trusted? Could any of it? Was it just a distraction to keep them busy while the hydra grew its head back?
Even now, he's still got a pen in his hand, though the other is curled under his cheek in the form of a makeshift pillow. And though he's a light enough sleeper that the sound of her voice makes him stir, he could easily sink back into unconsciousness if she didn't make another attempt to get him up.]
[Clearly it's because Zatanna's a silly girl who lets her feelings get in the way.
She's debating whether she should try to wake him up or just pull a blanket over him as she walks over to the desk. If he's that tired, then lunch is definitely out. But waking him up even to get him to go into the bed might mean he refuses to go back to sleep. For a kid, Robin's a pretty bad workaholic; Zatanna's known that for awhile, and she shakes her head as she starts trying to clean up around him a little.
But even obsession has its grades, and as she shuffles the papers together she can't help but see the same name written over and over again. "Slade," scrawled out countless times, and her focus shifts from cleaning to reading as she looks over Robin's notes. Accusations and questions cover the entries, all of it pointing to this single person. And that's just on what's been revealed over the past few days. Just how far back does this all go?
One way to find out. Leaving Robin to sleep for a bit longer, Zatanna starts to dig a little deeper into his research. She tries to be quiet about it, given how light a sleeper Robin is, but she's not exactly a master of stealth. Between the shuffling papers and the opening of drawers as she keeps looking, she could very well wake him up that way.
Or maybe it's the way she starts muttering in disbelief, even going so far as to read some of the more outlandish queries under her breath.]
[The ideas get quite outlandish indeed. The neighboring room is a gallery of clippings he thought came closer to "the big picture," which varies quite a bit from the idea of Luceti as it's understood by most people in the enclosure. Signs lead to "the Malnosso" organization as a group of hired thugs who pull heroes from their worlds on a paid basis. They're left like lab rats for examination and experimentation and spoonfed a crime drama to keep their attention occupied away from finding the truth and using it to return home. Villains are invited to watch their intergalactic zoo and laugh as the heroes fall over themselves to solve solutionless problems.
Then there's the VR theory. What if none of this is even real? What if after the Terra incident (there's no notes about who-or-what "Terra" is), he was rendered severely wounded and brought back to Slade? What if he was lying on a slate somewhere while his subconscious was kept busy with this vision? Or even worse, what if his body was being manipulated while his mind was locked here? It wouldn't be the first time.
The comic book issue is huge as well. What do the comic books signify? Why do people keep implying he's fictional on their worlds? What does that mean? Why do so many aspects of Luceti want to convince him that his fate isn't his own to control? Everything here is trying to force him into calming down, accepting things as they are. It's malicious. He won't submit.
Sometime around the period where Zatanna shuffles through some pages detailing the arrival of Cyborg, a friend from home who's an obvious plant designed to gain information from him, Robin rests a hand on her shoulder, giving her an accusatory stare even without allowing her to see his eyes.]
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[But it's time to get back to the house. Ororo decides to take the long way around, on foot even! Even though it's starting to get dark, she's taking her time looking through the streets, the houses, the buildings - anything to jog her memories bit by bit.]
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He's known Storm's been back since just after her arrival, but distance has been kept accordingly. Because. Well. Things were complicated and Robin's not in a hurry to relive it.
But sunset is breakfast-time on Robin's schedule, which means he's relatively stealth-free at the moment. OPEN-FACED HOAGIE. It's the food of champions. NOM. Storm is welcome to interrupt him as he inhales a meal.]
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He's familiar, she just can't place his name. So she'll watch from the sidelines until she remembers!]
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It's gotta stop.
So out the apartment Tommy zips, feet flying. And on Robin's door he so heartily bangs! ]
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But Robin's also got all kinds of intruder alerts so he'll be at the door shortly, craning his neck to give Tommy his most imposing Hero Glare.]
Do you need something?
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[ All kinds of to the point. It's bedtime why are you so loud. This isn't even the slightest bit cool. And it's some snot nosed kid, too. Ugh. ]
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Why?
[Whoever these Metallica people are, they know how to rock. It's enough for everyone to enjoy.]
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October 2nd/Action ENOUGH IS ENOUGH!
She's got no IDEA who it is making that racket, she's never seen anyone leave that floor during the day. Lets face it, Robin's just pretty damn sneaky. Billy'd offhandedly mentioned it was some teenager who wasn't super friendly, though. Dressed in her uniform and wearing a scowl, she bangs on the door]
(ooc: Ironic that as I'm typing this I see Tommy doing the same thing. Sorry for putting this off as long as I did.)
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Um. Evening.
[Why are you here.]
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Look, I'm alright with you having a party, but can you please turn the music down for a few nights? There's a guy upstairs who got hurt pretty bad, and he kinda needs his rest.
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Hurt how bad? [Also why hurt? IS THERE EVIL? Robin could really use some proper villainy to work against.]
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[She's...sort of staring at him, in that mask...]
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OH SNAP.SURPRISES
Hey.
Surprise threads are the best threads!
I heard you made out with Zatanna.
[No, she didn't put him up to it, but you knew he'd be listening, right?]
Especially when they go like this
It was during the experiment. We weren't ourselves.
Oh good I'm glad you agree. :')
Of course I do!
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Action, September 8
Of course, the tricky part is what she wants to do after she gets in, which is to take him out. Today marks four weeks since they started
making out on a regular basisseeing each other, and she thinks that deserves something special. The first step is convincing him to actually leave the apartment though. So Zatanna makes her way in, avoiding the spots he's warned her about while trying to find her boyfriend.]Robin? [It doesn't take too long. Turns out he's got his face planted in a book, and Zatanna shakes her head as she realizes he must have fallen asleep while he was working.] You really are kind of hopeless, aren't you?
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He's not in any condition to argue with her presently. His desk is overcome with journal pages, all the written discussions dealing with the new discovery in the tunnels. They're heavily annotated in marker, notes scribbled in every available margin. If Zatanna cares to comb through them, the word "Slade" appears several dozen times on the first page alone. They'd been given a wealth of new information, but how much of it could be trusted? Could any of it? Was it just a distraction to keep them busy while the hydra grew its head back?
Even now, he's still got a pen in his hand, though the other is curled under his cheek in the form of a makeshift pillow. And though he's a light enough sleeper that the sound of her voice makes him stir, he could easily sink back into unconsciousness if she didn't make another attempt to get him up.]
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She's debating whether she should try to wake him up or just pull a blanket over him as she walks over to the desk. If he's that tired, then lunch is definitely out. But waking him up even to get him to go into the bed might mean he refuses to go back to sleep. For a kid, Robin's a pretty bad workaholic; Zatanna's known that for awhile, and she shakes her head as she starts trying to clean up around him a little.
But even obsession has its grades, and as she shuffles the papers together she can't help but see the same name written over and over again. "Slade," scrawled out countless times, and her focus shifts from cleaning to reading as she looks over Robin's notes. Accusations and questions cover the entries, all of it pointing to this single person. And that's just on what's been revealed over the past few days. Just how far back does this all go?
One way to find out. Leaving Robin to sleep for a bit longer, Zatanna starts to dig a little deeper into his research. She tries to be quiet about it, given how light a sleeper Robin is, but she's not exactly a master of stealth. Between the shuffling papers and the opening of drawers as she keeps looking, she could very well wake him up that way.
Or maybe it's the way she starts muttering in disbelief, even going so far as to read some of the more outlandish queries under her breath.]
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Then there's the VR theory. What if none of this is even real? What if after the Terra incident (there's no notes about who-or-what "Terra" is), he was rendered severely wounded and brought back to Slade? What if he was lying on a slate somewhere while his subconscious was kept busy with this vision? Or even worse, what if his body was being manipulated while his mind was locked here? It wouldn't be the first time.
The comic book issue is huge as well. What do the comic books signify? Why do people keep implying he's fictional on their worlds? What does that mean? Why do so many aspects of Luceti want to convince him that his fate isn't his own to control? Everything here is trying to force him into calming down, accepting things as they are. It's malicious. He won't submit.
Sometime around the period where Zatanna shuffles through some pages detailing the arrival of Cyborg, a friend from home who's an obvious plant designed to gain information from him, Robin rests a hand on her shoulder, giving her an accusatory stare even without allowing her to see his eyes.]
What are you doing?
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