096 [video]

[batmanschmatman]

[Hey Barge, it's Tim! Except he's... broadcasting from Dick's journal. In Dick's room. And he's younger than the Tim who's usually on the Barge, looking maybe a little slimmer and shorter than usual, with shorter hair and generally looking less... mature teenager who's been through some shit and more lol I am a shy little nerd. He's done some network stalking, fully explored Dick's apartment and stashed the Robin costume somewhere safe and changed into normal clothes that look just a little too big for him, and (mostly) satisfied that this isn't some elaborate scheme by some villain has decided to say hi to the Barge at large.] Hey, I'm Tim. I'm filling in for Dick for now, but I guess we're both here normally anyway? [He knows, he's checked and man it's weird to see and hear yourself in threeish years on old video feed.] How does that work, exactly? Running into yourself never seems to work out whenever it happens in fiction. Anyway. Does anyone have any information about the ship? I'd love to get a look at some of the schematics. This is way different from anything we have back home. [Especially since he's just a boring teenager from New Jersey right guys. :V] [Private to Rorschach] Hey. I guess you probably know by now, but Dick's not around, so, if you need anything, let me know and I'll see what I can do. [ooc: Replies will be coming from ikeptstaringatyou. Tim is about fifteen and is from before his life became TERRIBLE so say hello to slightly happier less crushed by the world Robin Tim.]

Comments

[ikeptstaringatyou]

[Oh hai. :D]

Well, you can be kind of stupid sometimes. [Why are you so old. :c]

[walkingfortunecookie]

Hah hah. No need to ask if you've figured out the ropes yet.

[ikeptstaringatyou]

Duh. "Always be prepared", right?

[Private look he can do filters and everything]

How old are you?

[walkingfortunecookie]

Boy scout.

[Private]

Older. What are you, fifteen?

[ikeptstaringatyou]

There's no shame in that.

[Private]

Yeah. And you're not going to tell me about what I'm missing out on.

[walkingfortunecookie]

Especially for dorks like you. [But all the affection oh god look at you you're happy ;;]

[Private]

See, that's why they call you the smart one.

[Private]

[ikeptstaringatyou]

Part of the reason. [SCOWL dammit Dick now he's curious.]

Is everything okay?

[Private]

[walkingfortunecookie]

Everything's good, little wing. [He was still using that when you were fifteen, right, oh God don't grow up :c]

[Private]

[ikeptstaringatyou]

[He doesn't really believe you but he can poke you for questions later. Hanging out not on patrol when there's no work or school getting in the way is super rare so guess who maybe wants to take advantage of it.]

Where are you?

[Private]

[walkingfortunecookie]

In [...future you's room maybe you shouldn't see this yet.] the first floor hallway. Meet you there.

[Private]

[ikeptstaringatyou]

[Oh fuck you, Dick, he can just pick the lock.]

Okay. [But alright scampering off.]

[Private]

[walkingfortunecookie]

[Hey he knows to watch you like a hawk now, okay you little creeper. And Dick is stepping out of Tim's room and into the hallway, looking both ways for Tiny Tim.]

[Private]

[ikeptstaringatyou]

[Now? This kid had a scrapbook about you, you think you'd have learned that lesson a long time ago.

Tim steps out into the hallway and spots Dick basically immediately, grinning at him, because even if he's still suspicious as fuck about the future - that damage has been done already, thanks Bruce, you psycho - he is really excited to see you.]

Hey.

[Private]

[walkingfortunecookie]

[You'd think :c Dick returns the smile immediately, but it's a little tighter around the edges. He knows the Tim he knows is his own man, an adult who's coping under everything he's lost, but this is the Tim from his best memories.]

Hey kiddo. [And he's snaking out an arm to catch Tim for a noogie.] Yeah, nothing's changed.

[Spam] lol whoops

[ikeptstaringatyou]

[Why is your face like that THAT IS NOT A TOTALLY NORMAL SMILE, DICK.

And he could probably try to dodge away from this, but the weirdness is kind of making him feel like he should just go along with it, so have some mostly for show shying away from the noogie. But seriously go right ahead, sir.]

You mean I'm still shorter than you? This is so unfair.

[Spam]

[walkingfortunecookie]

[SHUT UP OF COURSE IT IS. Dick appreciates the fake fighting and eventually releases Tim's head for a one armed hug.]

Sudden growth spurts aren't your thing.

[Spam]

[ikeptstaringatyou]

[Tim's never been as openly affectionate as Dick, but he still reaches up to pat his brother on the back and maybe leans into the hug a little bit.]

So the future does suck, is what you're saying.

[Spam]

[walkingfortunecookie]

[He's taking the hug Dick will count this as a win. :c]

From the perspective of your height? Pretty much.

[Spam]

[ikeptstaringatyou]

[He does love you, loser.]

Bummer. You've caught up on what this place is like?

[Spam]

[walkingfortunecookie]

[You dork.] Pretty much. Like I'd give you the opportunity to lecture me.

[Spam]

[ikeptstaringatyou]

It's not the first time it's ever happened.

Your room is a mess, by the way.

[Spam]

[walkingfortunecookie]

[Shruuuug] Yours is immaculate. Is anyone surprised?

[Spam]

[ikeptstaringatyou]

It wouldn't kill you to put away your laundry.

[Spam]

[walkingfortunecookie]

It wouldn't kill you to make a couple messes.

[Spam]

[ikeptstaringatyou]

[You're being elbowed. Take that, ribs.]

So, everyone's okay?