Dick Grayson
23 October 2012 @ 04:21 pm

So I figure by now, everyone's calmed down and realized we're not in any imminent danger here, so I have a question. Does anyone else - of the kids on board, I mean - remember this place at all? I feel like I've been here before, but a long time ago, or like I had a dream about it or something.

It wasn't all decked out for Halloween last time, though. I'm not sure if I should be weirded out by it or not. Halloween in Gotham's usually a fiasco.

[Private to Tim]

Do you need help dealing with anyone? [He saw you talking to that very angry scary girl and vaguely remembers you/has a sense you're to be trusted, so. B(] Also, I could maybe stand to borrow a sweatshirt or something, if you don't mind. Everything in my room's like, six sizes too big.

[ooc: Tags will be coming from [personal profile] theboywonder!]
Dick Grayson
20 August 2012 @ 04:28 pm
[Open Spam for the Gym]

This is a story full of restless nights, of do or do not 'cause there is no try )

[Filtered Separately to the DC Cast (minus Nygma, Ivy and Crane) and to other Friends, backdated to a few days ago.]

How's everyone doing?

[+ Private to Tim]

[And this is asked less conversationally and more I am concerned-ly. :|]

How are you doing?

[+ Private to Dean]

Keeping busy? [This is slightly rhetorical, as in, he's seen you running around the infirmary a bit.]

[Private to Erik]

Did you find who you were looking for?

[ooc: Also as a note, Dick was in the infirmary helping give first aid after port ended, so people might have seen him in there.]
Dick Grayson
31 July 2011 @ 01:58 pm
[Dick's managed to get the communicator on, but since he's definitely not capable of picking it up and carrying it around with him, it's still on his bedside table from the night before the flood started. Although he's a bird and therefore pretty expressionless, Dick is actually pretty excited that he's been able to fly, and if he were human, would be smiling like woah.

He's a Steller's Jay, which is about the size of a Blue Jay, native to the American West and generally a pretty awesome animal.]

You know, I spent a lot of my childhood wondering what it was like to fly. Being an acrobat and skydiving and all that gets you pretty close, but it's just not the same thing. This... This is pretty awesome.

I mean, obviously I'm starting to miss opposable thumbs - [And here he's lifting one foot to show off his lack of fingers.] But this isn't permanent, so might as well enjoy it while we can, right?

[And with that, he's off to do a few swoops around his room, some of which can be seen from the camera. After a moment, realizing he's left the comm on, he swoops back over and adds:] And if someone could look in on Aristotle for me, that would be great. I'm pretty sure I'm not big enough to refill his food dish when I'm like this.

[Spam, backdated to day one of the flood]

[There is a Steller's Jay flying around the Barge, generally enjoying being able to fly, which means a lot of aerial tricks and taking corners way too quickly and swooping and generally making a bit of a scene. He will literally be all over - except warden locked areas, since he's not big enough to carry his item around with him - so feel free to run into him wherever you like.]

[ooc: I believe the plan is for Slade to mock hunt Dick, who will then run screaming head to Tim's room because small birds are like tasty snack food to panthers, but anyone is welcome to encounter him around the Barge. Milbury, if you want to spam him after he gets there with David, I'm totally down. :D]