[ Jason always keeps his cigarettes hidden in the glovebox in the car, and in his freezer at the flat. Trying to keep Jon and Damian from seeing them. He thought he'd done a good job until he moved outside, to get the pack from the glovebox... seeing they were not only gone but something else in their place. What the hell.
It wouldnt be Damian, he knew better. And Jon wouldn't know any better... He doubted Wally would say much, so. He pulled his phone out texting Tim. ]
[ Jason doesn't get a chance to text back, as his phone rings. He pickes it up and listens a moment before replying. ]
First off, I know what a fucking vape is, I'm not a hipster, not happening. Second off, I dont smoke near any of you. And considering I've already died, lung canger isn't a concern of mine. Now, tell me where they are or I tear out your spleen next time i see you, with my bare hands.
That's rough, buddy. Did I bust you out back in your world, or did you get yourself out? The you from my world made... a big impression.[Tim switches the phone around as he continues typing. Granted, he didn't think Jason was back in Arkham in his world right now.]
I figured it'd match the feeling in your soul.
It's... I was working it out, before I came here. {The typing slows down. He pauses, a bit reluctant to divulge.] Mostly, my immune system sucks. I can't catch a cold or I might be out for a month; no more sewage hunts for Clayface or Croc if I don't want to die from something nasty.
I escaped. Me and my Tim may be on better terms than you and yours but that didn't happen right away. Everyone else escapes, and so did I.
[ He didn't want to confirm it was basically the same in the fact he bailed out while being transported. Since DC doesn't give enough info. ]
Dead and gone?
Noted, you are here by banned from anything with water or cold. Are you taking anything I should know about. If I have to play dad to our brother and Jon I guess I'll do the same for you...
[ He tossed the vape back in the glovebox, before shuffling back in the house.]
I'll call Doctor Crusher, I bet she knows something to help.
[Tim shifts, the chair he's on squeaking.] I need some shots- vaccinations since some stuff can be really dangerous for me now. I've made appointments at the hospital I got out of when I first came here.
You stay on that shit, or else. I swear to god if one more person expect me to be goddamn responsible I will scream. Bruce would be disappointed in you all for even talking to me.
I believe in your ability to break anything in your way.
That's okay, I tacked your to-do list in your room. [He pauses at that and frowns though Jason can't see it. A soft snort as he starts casually.] You say that like it's hard to do.
[He takes a breath.] I respect Bruce a lot. But he's never really known what to do with people. You seem alright and you're part of the family in your world- even the demon brat knows that, or you'd have a lot more shurikens stuck in you right now.
So I might not like you choking me back in my world...
...But you were a good Robin. In the way Robin mattered. [After all, he'd looked up to him all those years, to what he represented- Robin: a brightness for Batman's darkness. He'd made mistakes- one of them lethal, and it had defined Bruce for years. But that didn't negate that Bruce had needed him and Tim had spent time trying to live up to it.]
...There had better not be a fucking to-do list, I swear to god Timbers, your pushing your luck buddy. [ Guilt over skipping his funeral only goes so far...
Jason stays silent, before the sound of the trunk being opened can be heard, he's looking to see if Tim found his emergency stash, a six pack hidden behind the spare. He stops moving when Tim makes the comment about him being a good Robin. He's so glad Tim can't see how upset he looks... oh Tim BETTER not be able to see that sad look. He's good at schooling his voice to hear how Tim's words affected him though...]
So, if were cutting the bullshit here, I'll be honest, I hurt you and him pretty bad a long time ago, but I don't excuse what I did or make excuses. I'm not really on good terms with the family, and Damian doesn't like me. I'm only here as a favor to keep him and Jon from being swept up. That's it. The moment Clark show's up, I'm gone. But, between us, Fuck B, if he shows up here again, I'm not signing shit.
...That said, good, don't let me off the hook. And watch your back next time you touch my vices, understood?
I always watch my back. [Tim uses his 'Robin terror of the night' voice for that, but it lacks the same panache without the lurking in the shadows.]
[Tim supresses a relieved sigh. He never knows which way to jump, sometimes, with Jason. Honestly, he's not surprised that he might have a past. This Jason might be the most stable he'd encountered after the Pit, but it's not as though being a zombie got you a glowing psych review, even without being an ex-Robin.] You're really going to leave Damian with Clark? Don't know if Clark's gonna survive that.
[ What a good Robin voice, points for the other ex-Robin.] Is that so? Then how did old man Ra's get to your insides?
[ Jason knew it was a low blow, but that's just how he is some days. And yes, his psyche report definitely lacked gold stars, but he was doing better more and more. He was 50% less likely to live in a semi and drive around quoting Milton's Paradise Lost with a teenage girl... ]
He's superman, he better be able to handle one lone Robin. Besides, they'd be better off with someone stable, we both know that Timbo.
[ Jason's tone shows he's concerned, he didn't like the idea of anyone going through the pit. But, he knows his heart and he knows the monster he can be thanks to the pit. Tim deserved better. It's why he has to give points to Bruce, he got Damian back without putting him in the pit.]
Are you at work?
[ Cracking open a can, the trunk is slammed shut as he makes his way back into the couch sit down in the far to quiet house.]
Depends on the adult probably, but humor me, Timbo, what would you do in my shoes?
Didn't save me from getting on the radar, though. [Bruce really had to stop attracting all the super-obssessed criminal weirdos. Ra's had at least never actively tried to kill a Robin--yet.]
Yeah, just sending out some emails. Did you know most businesses in this place are owned privately?
...Let them choose. And Jason-- sometimes, it's not about being the 'best' or the most stable. [Tim exhales a bit.] Back in my world, my parents are dead. They were never around much. Even after he recovered, my dad was-- he was never really what I'd call 'stable'. But he was still my dad. I wouldn't have traded him for even Alfred. Family is different. After he died--[A soft hitch.] It was hard thinking about changing hands. I hired an actor to pose as my uncle to get the system off my back. I didn't want anyone replacing him and trying to control me. Control Robin.
[And that was the crux of it.] We're Robins. Damian's a Robin. A normal, stable household and life? It's not what we really need. I used to think I'd go back to being a civilian. But being Robin changes your whole world. It'll never be enough, knowing what I do now. Knowing I can help more.
Clark's great; and I'm sure there's plenty of non-smoking people who don't have a prison record. But he's not a Bat. He won't know him or Bruce or what it takes to be a mortal hero like we do.
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on 2018-02-16 04:51 am (UTC)It wouldnt be Damian, he knew better. And Jon wouldn't know any better... He doubted Wally would say much, so. He pulled his phone out texting Tim. ]
Where are they, Timbers?
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on 2018-02-16 05:14 am (UTC)And seriously, where are they, don't make me come find you.
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on 2018-02-16 05:21 am (UTC)Don't know what you mean, they're all there.
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on 2018-02-16 05:33 am (UTC)No. You know better. Jon and Wally don't know, Damian wouldn't have bothered, and none of my friends care, so where are they Timberly.
[ Jason, No.]
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on 2018-02-16 05:49 am (UTC)You're such a crowd-pleaser. Hang on.
[Tim send the text then calls Jason.] The thing in your glove compartment is called a 'vape'. Same nicotine, healthier for your lungs.
More importantly, the kids' and my lungs. You're welcome.
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on 2018-02-16 06:05 am (UTC)First off, I know what a fucking vape is, I'm not a hipster, not happening. Second off, I dont smoke near any of you. And considering I've already died, lung canger isn't a concern of mine. Now, tell me where they are or I tear out your spleen next time i see you, with my bare hands.
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on 2018-02-16 06:09 am (UTC)You know, most people who have a near-death experience decide to take better care of it the second time around. Not you, apparently.
Too late, Ra's got it first.
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on 2018-02-16 04:24 pm (UTC)[ Whats that sound? That's Jason trying the vape... He made a face at it but sat back in the car seat.]
Not me, I do what I want. Okay, when your free your telling me the story. Because I'm pretty sure our Tim has his spleen.
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on 2018-02-17 02:33 am (UTC)[He is slightly smug that Jason is trying the vape anyway.] Try the coffee flavor.
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on 2018-02-17 11:26 am (UTC)[ He had a note of bitterness in his voice.]
You got problems Timbers, who would smoke coffee? Anyway, so what does life without a spleen mean, before I do my research, and I will.
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on 2018-02-17 12:14 pm (UTC)I figured it'd match the feeling in your soul.
It's... I was working it out, before I came here. {The typing slows down. He pauses, a bit reluctant to divulge.] Mostly, my immune system sucks. I can't catch a cold or I might be out for a month; no more sewage hunts for Clayface or Croc if I don't want to die from something nasty.
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on 2018-02-19 04:22 pm (UTC)[ He didn't want to confirm it was basically the same in the fact he bailed out while being transported. Since DC doesn't give enough info. ]
Dead and gone?
Noted, you are here by banned from anything with water or cold. Are you taking anything I should know about. If I have to play dad to our brother and Jon I guess I'll do the same for you...
[ He tossed the vape back in the glovebox, before shuffling back in the house.]
I'll call Doctor Crusher, I bet she knows something to help.
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on 2018-02-20 02:34 am (UTC)Roasted and bitter. [Tim clarifies.]
[Tim shifts, the chair he's on squeaking.] I need some shots- vaccinations since some stuff can be really dangerous for me now. I've made appointments at the hospital I got out of when I first came here.
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on 2018-02-20 03:34 am (UTC)Bite me. [ He grumbled then.]?
You stay on that shit, or else. I swear to god if one more person expect me to be goddamn responsible I will scream. Bruce would be disappointed in you all for even talking to me.
[ Ignore him, he's still upset over Baby Bruce.]
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on 2018-02-20 04:22 am (UTC)That's okay, I tacked your to-do list in your room. [He pauses at that and frowns though Jason can't see it. A soft snort as he starts casually.] You say that like it's hard to do.
[He takes a breath.] I respect Bruce a lot. But he's never really known what to do with people. You seem alright and you're part of the family in your world- even the demon brat knows that, or you'd have a lot more shurikens stuck in you right now.
So I might not like you choking me back in my world...
...But you were a good Robin. In the way Robin mattered. [After all, he'd looked up to him all those years, to what he represented- Robin: a brightness for Batman's darkness. He'd made mistakes- one of them lethal, and it had defined Bruce for years. But that didn't negate that Bruce had needed him and Tim had spent time trying to live up to it.]
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on 2018-02-20 04:34 am (UTC)...There had better not be a fucking to-do list, I swear to god Timbers, your pushing your luck buddy. [ Guilt over skipping his funeral only goes so far...
Jason stays silent, before the sound of the trunk being opened can be heard, he's looking to see if Tim found his emergency stash, a six pack hidden behind the spare. He stops moving when Tim makes the comment about him being a good Robin. He's so glad Tim can't see how upset he looks... oh Tim BETTER not be able to see that sad look. He's good at schooling his voice to hear how Tim's words affected him though...]
So, if were cutting the bullshit here, I'll be honest, I hurt you and him pretty bad a long time ago, but I don't excuse what I did or make excuses. I'm not really on good terms with the family, and Damian doesn't like me. I'm only here as a favor to keep him and Jon from being swept up. That's it. The moment Clark show's up, I'm gone. But, between us, Fuck B, if he shows up here again, I'm not signing shit.
...That said, good, don't let me off the hook. And watch your back next time you touch my vices, understood?
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on 2018-02-20 09:03 am (UTC)[Tim supresses a relieved sigh. He never knows which way to jump, sometimes, with Jason. Honestly, he's not surprised that he might have a past. This Jason might be the most stable he'd encountered after the Pit, but it's not as though being a zombie got you a glowing psych review, even without being an ex-Robin.] You're really going to leave Damian with Clark? Don't know if Clark's gonna survive that.
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on 2018-02-20 01:59 pm (UTC)[ Jason knew it was a low blow, but that's just how he is some days. And yes, his psyche report definitely lacked gold stars, but he was doing better more and more. He was 50% less likely to live in a semi and drive around quoting Milton's Paradise Lost with a teenage girl... ]
He's superman, he better be able to handle one lone Robin. Besides, they'd be better off with someone stable, we both know that Timbo.
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on 2018-02-21 03:00 am (UTC)[Tim's chair scrapes back a bit.] I'm not arguing. But I don't think the demon brat will appreciate being pawned off some other adult.
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on 2018-02-21 01:36 pm (UTC)[ Jason's tone shows he's concerned, he didn't like the idea of anyone going through the pit. But, he knows his heart and he knows the monster he can be thanks to the pit. Tim deserved better. It's why he has to give points to Bruce, he got Damian back without putting him in the pit.]
Are you at work?
[ Cracking open a can, the trunk is slammed shut as he makes his way back into the couch sit down in the far to quiet house.]
Depends on the adult probably, but humor me, Timbo, what would you do in my shoes?
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on 2018-02-21 02:05 pm (UTC)Yeah, just sending out some emails. Did you know most businesses in this place are owned privately?
...Let them choose. And Jason-- sometimes, it's not about being the 'best' or the most stable. [Tim exhales a bit.] Back in my world, my parents are dead. They were never around much. Even after he recovered, my dad was-- he was never really what I'd call 'stable'. But he was still my dad. I wouldn't have traded him for even Alfred. Family is different. After he died--[A soft hitch.] It was hard thinking about changing hands. I hired an actor to pose as my uncle to get the system off my back. I didn't want anyone replacing him and trying to control me. Control Robin.
[And that was the crux of it.] We're Robins. Damian's a Robin. A normal, stable household and life? It's not what we really need. I used to think I'd go back to being a civilian. But being Robin changes your whole world. It'll never be enough, knowing what I do now. Knowing I can help more.
Clark's great; and I'm sure there's plenty of non-smoking people who don't have a prison record. But he's not a Bat. He won't know him or Bruce or what it takes to be a mortal hero like we do.
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