076 [voice]

[batmanschmatman]

Is it that time of year again already?

You know, talk about needing better warden communication or food or security as much as you want, I'd honestly settle for a more consistent way to contact home and never complain about anything going on here again.

... Maybe.

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[therealfear.livejournal.com]

[ A connection clicks on. For a while there's nothing. ]




It's your birthday?

[ Vaguely puzzled... maybe at what this device is. Maybe at lolHush up there. Maybe at remembering things like birthdays. ]

[batmanschmatman]

[asdfasdf!!!]

Bruce?

[therealfear.livejournal.com]

Yes.

[ In the age-told tone of Who else could it possibly be, dude. NOT THAT HE'D SAY DUDE.. ]

[batmanschmatman]

[YOU WOULD BE GETTING A HUG IF THIS WAS IN PERSON.

... So you're probably happy this is a purely network thing. :V]

How have you been? [HE MISSED YOU ;;]

[therealfear.livejournal.com]

[ Considering the last time Bruce saw his eldest son was before the Equation, before Jezebel, before, before.... everything that's like a watercolor, of melted glass, still in refrain in his mind that he's not done sorting through yet -

(he's not wearing that dang thing on his head, shut up, he's not in a cave yet)

- yeah. Hugs would probably be fine. ]

... It is your birthday, isn't it.

[batmanschmatman]

[... SOB. ;_____;]

Apparently. Time sure flies when you're here.

It's really good to hear from you.

[therealfear.livejournal.com]

[ IT'S NOT HIS FAULT IT'S ALL GRANT MORRISON ]

And you're fine?

[batmanschmatman]

[MORRISON WHY. srsly bro that entire thing was way uncool. :c]

Yeah. Are you?

[therealfear.livejournal.com]

Yes. [ No. ]

Happy Birthday.

[batmanschmatman]

Thanks, Bruce.

[Private]

And you know, after like sixteen years of knowing you, I'm pretty good at telling when you're lying.

private.

[therealfear.livejournal.com]

[ ...... Sixteen years, eh. WELP. There's a pause - not many people can give silence different intonations, but Bruce Wayne is not many people, and thus this absence of voice here is distinctly 'not sure I feel comfortable copping to this' versus 'busted'. He's good at this shit, okay. Finally- ]


I'm irritated that I don't know where you are.

[ And that, despite everything else he's shoving handily under a rug right now, is the truth. ]

private.

[batmanschmatman]

[He's still side eying you, mister.] Tim and I are on the Barge. It's a ship piloted by "the Admiral", where people who made mistakes in life are pulled to get a second chance at life. We're here as wardens, to help inmates redeem themselves and all that good stuff.

... You were here for a few months a while back. It's not uncommon for people not to remember being here, though.

private.

[therealfear.livejournal.com]

No, I wasn't. [ It's not QUITE dismissive, but it's firm, and immediate - less a lack of genre savvy and more that plus ego; obviously if he doesn't remember it wasn't him, it was some elseworld Bruce, and Dick should clearly know that. ]

You're taking care of yourself? And your brother?

[Private]

[peektuttut]

Bruce. What's happening in Gotham?

[Private]

[therealfear.livejournal.com]

[ OH SHIT IT'S THE REALLY OBSERVANT ONE. ]

Tim.

[ Another one of those weird pauses. This is floating in the direction of 'could be overwhelming for a normal person'. It's hard to tell if that odd tone is because he's happy to see Tim or... what. ]

... I can't answer that question. [ Implication: You know that, don't you? ]

Re: [Private]

[peektuttut]

[GOOD LUCK MAN

Also dear God does that mean what Tim thinks it means D:]

You're still lost.

[Private]

[therealfear.livejournal.com]

[ .. HM.

Silence, then, and it's not really an evasive silence, more like, oh is that what's going on, here. ]

[Private]

[peektuttut]

[Oh dear God. ;;]

How long has it been?

[Private]

[therealfear.livejournal.com]

[ Oh Tim, as if Bruce can tell time in DARKSEID EYELASER LIMBO. Quiet for a bit still, then- ]

Dick doesn't know?

[Private]

[peektuttut]

[HE PICKED UP A LOT FROM DICK, OKAY, LIKE TALKING WHEN HE DOESN'T KNOW WHAT TO SAY. :C]

He does.

...You get back, Bruce. It's going to work out.

[Private]

[therealfear.livejournal.com]

Why? [ Does Dick know, if - augh, fuck. ]




Well of course I get back.

[Private]

[peektuttut]

[Lulz Bruce he missed you. That might be a smile.] It's already happened for me. I told him.

[Private]

[therealfear.livejournal.com]

[ Seriously who do you people take him for, why were y'all even worried. ]

That's ... brotherly of you. [ WHY WOULD YOU TELL HIM SOMETHING LIKE THAT... ]

[Private]

[peektuttut]

[It's true, you practically ate a Horseman of the Apocalypse and shit.]

He asked. [BECAUSE IT WORKED OUT AND IT'S OKAY AND HE WOULD HAVE BEEN MISERABLE NOT KNOWING :C]

[Private]

[therealfear.livejournal.com]

He's prone to that sort of behavior, I've noticed.

[ ... IS THAT A JOKE??? SOUND THE ALARM, HELL IS FREEZING OVokay no, he's actually perfectly capable of having a sense of humor - albeit a very flat one - especially when it's being used to deflect the fact that's not actually arguing with Tim, here, and instead just deciding to trust his judgment of the situation, as Bruce is not there personally. So. Take that as you will, Timothy. ]