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[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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[batmanschmatman]

If I knew, I would tell you.

Best we can figure, it's almost like a pocket dimension. It's not really anywhere in particular, but wardens can go back home whenever we want.

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[therealfear.livejournal.com]

I see. [ Dick can probably HEAR Bruce's headache from there. ]

... As long as you two are fine.

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[batmanschmatman]

[He feels you, boss. The Barge is complicated. :c]

We are. Don't worry too much.

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[therealfear.livejournal.com]

That's cute.

[ YES BATMAN WILL STOP WORRYING, SURE ]

I guess not even I can micromanage everything all the time.

[ This would be funnier if a) he didn't mean 'can't micromanage from BEYOND THE GRAVE' and b) he ... wasn't such a control freak and that's not actually a joke. Sigh, Bruce. ]

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[batmanschmatman]

[Bruce, you crazy overprotective bastard. :c]

You gave us plenty of life skills to call upon, so, apparently the micromanaging and overprepared-ness wasn't entirely in vain.

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[therealfear.livejournal.com]

Not entirely, no.

[ Which means there's still an inch for him to be concerned in. ]

Dick...

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[batmanschmatman]

What?

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[therealfear.livejournal.com]

I've -

[ The connection begins to cut out, then, and whatever he says is lost in the sudden Doppler effect of some reality wall moving too far away to look over. And then it's gone. ]