batmanschmatman | 081 [video]

[The feed clicks on just as the communicator clatters to the floor, quickly followed by loud, very excited dog barking, so have a nice shot of the ceiling of Dick's room. Aristotle is busy jumping all over Dick's flood counterpart, who you can probably hear trying to get him to calm down, in English and Romanian, both of which sound pretty good accent wise, although from the continued barking, it's pretty clear it's not working.

So it's a few minutes before he finds the communicator and thinks to pick it up. He fumbles with it a little before you get a pretty decent shot of a dark haired kid, who looks about fourteen and is dressed pretty simply, but a little classically, in a white collared shirt and dark pants.]

Hello? [He taps the screen.] What is this, some kind of radio?

[Aristotle shoves himself next to him, sniffing the communicator, and Dick is carefully pushing him aside before he starts licking it or something gross like that.]

I don't know where I am, but... I have your dog?

[ooc: So Dick has swapped places with a Romanian American kid living in Gotham from around 1940ish who for the sake of my sanity is still being called Richard, because I like being quasi self referential like that. The first super heroes of the DCU have started popping up over the last two years or so and the US has entered WWII like usual.]

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Some kind of ship, I think? I'm still trying to figure that out myself. But don't worry, I end up in these kinds of situations more than you'd think.

...Are you all by yourself in there? [Concerned face is concerned; who would leave a kid by himself in a new place, that's just cruel.]

Except for this dog, yeah. [And Aristotle is shoving his way back on camera before getting nudged aside again.] What do you mean, you end up like this a lot?

He's such a cute little thing! [She coos at it a bit, and then seems to remember that yeah, it's not right there. It's silly to fuss over it. So she returns her attention to the boy.]

Oh, I wouldn't say a lot, but it's happened a few times. Just a hazard of the job, I guess; I'm a -- oh, what did Nelson call it -- crimefighter. I'm one of the Minutemen. [So.proud of that fact.]

The Minutemen? You mean like, the Justice Society? [HOLY CRAP how has he never heard of you before. D:]

...Well I don't know about them, but it sounds like it could be, yes! I thought we were the only ones! [She claps in excitement, beaming at the idea of more of them.]

[And cue the fanboying. :|]

Holy, you're a real superhero! This is amazing!

[Like she will do anything BUT encourage that.]

You've never met one before?

No! I mean, I saw the Green Lantern once, but that was it, I didn't get to talk to him or anything. What's your codename?

Oh! I've never heard of that one before. He sounds impressive, though! Where does he work out of?

I go by Silk Specter. [You've heard of her, right? Maybe?]