batmanschmatman | 043 [voice]

When I first got here, someone [Costigan.] asked me what happens when you can't get the time away you need to de-stress and relax. When stuff just keeps piling on and there's no way to get some time away to just process all of it, and focus on yourself for a couple days. And I said that "you just suck it up and keep fighting the good fight", because it's either that or letting yourself get crushed under whatever it is you're working on and giving up on it.

I stand by that. If the job's that important, that you've stuck by it long enough to get to that point? You keep working on it. It's something that matters, and even if it sucks, it would be worse to let it destroy you, or to not get it done, or both.

[Private to Costigan]

You ready to get started?

[Private to Tim]

You doing any better, or should I be dropping by to make sure your head hasn't split in half since I've been gone?

[Private to Martha]

We're starting the meds today. I'll keep you updated on how things seem to be going so we can figure out when a good time to bring up the whole "how about just antidepressants" thing should be.

How've you been outside of all this?

[Private to Paddy]

Thanks for helping out with all that.

[Private to Steph]

So, how does being twenty feel?

[Private to Kirk]

In the highly unlikely event that I ever get that wasted and start drunk dialing the Barge, safe to say you're not the person who's going to confiscate my journal? [Amuuused.]

[Private to Ariadne]

[Several seconds of silence as he tries to figure out what to say and how to say it.] Sorry it took a flood with personality changes to make me apologize for being an ass when you first got here. I didn't really know what to say before, or if you'd even want to talk after what happened, sooo... yeah. Sorry about that.

[Derp derp, well, this isn't awkward at all. So, he's just switching off the feed after wondering if he should say something else.]

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Better or worse then her pushing you off a cliff?

The cliff didn't go after my favorite past time.

Well, when you put it that way.

Wanna play a game of chess later?

Sure. What time?

Eightish?

Sounds good. Your place, my place, common room?

Your place?

See you at eightish.

[Kirk is there at ten past eight and with his chess board tucked under one arm as he knocks on Dick's door.]

[And Dick is opening the door. His room is one of the Wayne penthouses back in Gotham and it's. sort of not really a mess. DICK IS A SLOB DON'T JUDGE. But seriously it's actually relatively clean because people actually come visit him when he lives here, how weird is that.]

Hey.

"Hey." [Wow, Kirk actually is a slob, this is embarrassing.] "How's Tim faring after last night?"

[Dick is too, he just has more time on his hands to pick up after himself. :|] "I don't know if he's ever going to be drinking again after this hangover, but I think he's more or less okay. And on that note, you want anything to drink?"

"I never turn down a drink. So sure."

[And Dick is wandering over to the kitchen.] "Beer okay? I think I've got a six pack of Budweiser in the fridge."

[Bud really? So low class.] "I'm fine with that. I'll try not to get too out of hand off one."

[Loling.] "No metaphors about doorways for you, huh?"

[And he is retrieving two beers and hands one over to Kirk before sitting down at the table and cracking his open.]

"Nah, I just wind up in public fountains minus my pants." [He sets up the chess board and gestures to Dick to go ahead and take white.]

"Impressive." [Still loling. Also, making the first move yayyy chess he missed this.] "So, getting used to the time skip?"

"Nope." [Kirk stared at the board for a moment before he made his move.] "I still think it's April."

[And he is thinking over his own move for a moment before making it.] "That's one of my biggest fears about ever going back home."

"That you'll miss the month of April?"

"No." [Smirk. Maybe a little bit of a laugh.] "I don't want to leave for a week and find out a year's gone by or something."

"Yeah the time thing's screwy." [Kirk agreed.] "I went home for two years and only three months passed here. And I didn't remember being here in the first place."