Dick Grayson (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
batmanschmatman) wrote2011-07-31 01:58 pm
batmanschmatman) wrote2011-07-31 01:58 pm
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[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.
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[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 thenrun 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]
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
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[And here's some concern instead of humor:] How are you doing?
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[There's a pause. He's been trying to be tougher about this since his talk with Perry.] < I'll live. It's just for a few days, right? >
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[He nods, or, more like bobs his head up and down once.] Right. And, considering we don't get repeat floods often, it probably won't happen again for a long, long time, if ever.
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[flatly.] < We'll see. > [Because he still half-suspects this was some deliberate plan of the Admiral, or Bourne, or maybe both of them together.]
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[Hmmmm, David, what do with you. :|a] ... So, what's your favorite animal to morph?
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He only has one eye.]
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... Slade?
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He doesn't answer, but that 'look' should be enough.]
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... Why are you looking at me like that?
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And yeah, he's still watching. Silently.
Whatcha gonna do?]
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Knock it off, Slade.
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He continues to stare, breaking the pattern just slightly to bare his teeth. Still, there are no words.]
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