Dick Grayson
18 January 2013 @ 03:28 pm
[The feed clicks on to reveal an unfamiliar person - a dark haired man in a suit who smiles at the camera in a friendly way.]

Good afternoon. I'm Special Agent Richard Grayson, [And he's holding up his badge as proof that this isn't some scam.] and my partner - Special Agent Pezzini - and I are looking for someone. He's got brown hair, stands about six foot even high, weighs about two hundred or so pounds and goes by the name Mark Cross.

If anyone's got any information about him, or anything else suspicious going on around here, [Murders, communists, pyramid schemes, aliens.] we'd greatly appreciate any and all cooperation from anyone with more something to say. Thanks for your time.

[ooc: Dick and Sara are basically 60's Mulder and Scully (although for lolz Dick is going to be more like Simpsons Mulder) and will be stumbling upon the true nature of Bargewell, thus prompting Dick to very maturely be like I TOLD YOU SO. Replies will be coming in from [personal profile] anightowl.]
Dick Grayson
23 September 2012 @ 12:12 pm
[Spam for Clint]

[Barton. Barton was the leak in the department. It took everything he had not to just march over to his apartment right after talking with Lensherr and drag him down to the office himself, because he was angry. Really, really damn angry, because he didn't care if Clint was worried about his reputation being sullied. He'd sold the mob information, and two agents were dead. There was a chance - a slim one, but still a chance - that their deaths had nothing to do with what Barton had given them, but until he had proof otherwise, he was going after a guy who'd caused the death of two agents and God knows who else.

He wasn't at the office, surprise surprise. Admittedly, no one else was either, it was too early in the morning for most of the other agents to even consider coming in, and he knew he should probably leave a note or something at least to one of the other agents, but he wanted to do this himself. He'd never been great being a team player when it came down to it, and this was no exception.

Besides, he was less likely to run if it was just his partner approaching him, versus an entire pack of feds.

He finally ran into him downtown, and went to pull him aside, starting to head away through the small crowds that had started to gather so they could go somewhere quiet to talk.]

We need to talk.

[Private to Narvin, dated to after the Spam]

I found your fucking rat.
Dick Grayson
29 July 2012 @ 04:11 pm

[Dick is walking through a crowded hallway when he makes his post, because the thought just occurred to him as he was leaving transfiguration class and hey, why not poll people instead of dragging out the yearly calendar when he gets back to his room.]

Hey, does anyone know when Parent's weekend this year is? I feel like that should be coming up soon, but I totally don't remember. [And knowing about it sooner rather than later will mean making sure his dad can actually show up, because being an attorney is apparently a huge time sink, who knew.]

Does anyone want to play some Quidditch after classes are done? I've got an extra quaffle around, and no team's using the field for practice, so. Could be fun.

[Private to Tim]

It's been an hour, do you need a rescue?

[Open Spam for the Quidditch Field]

[After school, Dick has decided to head down to the Quidditch field for some practice, which mostly means doing a lot of show offy tricks in the air because lol no one to pass the quaffle around with yet, and tossing it through the goal posts and diving to catch it at dangerously high speeds gets old after a while. So, come down for a game/some trash talk/mocking him for being a show off/saying hi, what have you.]

[ooc: Dick is a sixteen year old senior in Monkey, who plays Quidditch and is generally a very talented student. He tries to look out for the younger kids and the weird kids like Kovacs and doesn't take shit from bullies, which has earned him a goody two shoes reputation that he doesn't really bother trying to deny. I'll be replying with [personal profile] theboywonder.]
Dick Grayson
12 May 2012 @ 11:51 am
Well guys, I guess we'd better get comfortable. And hope the trees don't take out a powerline, am I right?

Before anyone freaks out, don't worry, I'm knocking on wood and everything. [And look, that's exactly what he's doing. On his table. So don't freak.]

I vote we come up with some fun ways to pass the time. I mean, who knows how long we're going to be stuck here, and we can only run lines for so long, right? Like a talent show, or a screening of some movies or something. Or a board game. Not Monopoly, though, I figure there's enough tensions here on a good day without adding in an eight hour game of slowly trying to bankrupt each other, which I'm sure will just end in hurt feelings, flipped over tables and tears. [There is no other way for Monopoly to end, you know it's true. :|]

Maybe you've heard, [Because he talks about it kind of a lot when there's opportunity to. Which is always.] But back home, Logan and I were pretty famous for our dueling Simon Le Bon impressions. I'm sure we could contribute that, to whatever people want to do for fun around here. Right, Logan?

[ooc: Dick is Matt Anderson, who is originally from Crapsack Middle of Nowhere, Ohio, and had his big break a couple years ago by playing the plucky sidekick in an Indiana Jones-esque action movie which did pretty well financially. He's been in a couple other Michael Bayish movies since then as minor/supporting characters, but he is not half as famous or important as he makes himself out to be. He's been harassing Logan to revisit the good ol' days of doing song and dance routines in their backyard for basically a year and a half, and will be legitimately trying to bully him into doing this until the breach ends.]
Dick Grayson
19 May 2011 @ 12:22 pm
[Dick's pretty pleased with how things went down, but when he turns on the video feed, he's once again purely professional rather than omfg excited that they finally caught Rogers. That can wait until Rogers has been hanged.]

As of last night, former marshal and wanted murderer Henry Rogers, a.k.a. Marshal Thornbury, a.k.a. Mark Hoffman, James Muldoon, Frank Bisner and a list of other aliases about as long as my arm, has been caught and detained by myself, Marshal Kirk and Deputy Sheriff Grayson. He's currently under heavy guard awaiting transport back to Kentucky, where he will hang for the murder of a judge and another federal marshal.

Rest assured that he will also pay for his other crimes, including the murder of Miss Mercy Parker yesterday afternoon. I assume funeral services will be held in her honor, and I deeply regret that we were unable to stop Rogers before he committed this truly heinous act.

[Filtered to Town Doctors; backdated to last night]

I know it's late, but we've got two injured men here and - [There's some fairly indignant grumbling from someone who sounds a lot like Tim off camera that he's not injured and Dick needs to stop being such a mother, which Dick is totally ignoring and speaking over.] Two injured men here who need to be treated as soon as you're able, and I'm afraid neither Marshal Kirk nor myself know much in the way of medicine.

[There's some continued protesting which Dick finally turns and addresses before shutting the feed off.] Tim, you're letting a doctor look at that or so help me, I'm telling Pa about that time when you - [Click!]

[Private to Sheriff Prefect]

Thanks again for letting us keep him in the jail here for a while. We'll be out of your hair soon.

And so you're aware, Tim conducted himself with real grit and valor throughout the whole ordeal. You're lucky to have a man of his caliber as one of your deputies.

[Private to Eddie Russett]

How's that for a statement, Mr. Russett?
Dick Grayson
17 May 2011 @ 06:16 pm
[Dick looks maybe a couple years older than his Barge counterpart - probably somewhere between twenty four and twenty seven - although he still speaks with a clearly Yankee accent, and looks pretty clean cut and dorky organized for someone who just rode into town.

But Marshal Grayson does his job and does it well, so he cuts right down to business without much preamble.]

I'm Marshal Richard Grayson. My partner, Jim Kirk, and I are in town after a wanted murderer by the name of Henry Rogers.

This man - [And here he holds up a flyer with a rough approximation of Hoffman's Western identity, although noticeably lacking some scars and his mustache, so there's not a lot of resemblance] is a former U.S. Marshal like myself and Marshal Kirk. He's wanted for the murders of several men from here to Houston, including a judge, and it's our job to bring him back in.

He's extremely dangerous, and he's not afraid to hurt anyone who gets in his way. Anyone found to be harboring the fugitive will answer to the law, and be similarly brought to justice.

[He puts the flyer away, and finally manages a smile.]

On a less serious note, am I right in remembering Tim Grayson and Bruce Wayne are still employed with the sheriff's office in this town?

[ooc: Dick is Tim's biological sibling, Bruce's adopted kid, and has been a Marshal for three years. He served with the Union during the war (with Kirk), but the two were pulled out of the service for the marshals by Christopher Pike. Ramen doesn't want anyone immediately putting two and two together about Hoffman, so please don't have your character go HEY I KNOW THAT GUY just yet.

Feel free to spam him around town! If there's somewhere you want him to be, I can come up with a reason for him being there! c:]