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117 [voice/spam]

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[Dick was not depressed. He'd been depressed after Gotham, and it had taken a lot of time for him to eventually work himself out of it, but he really was doing better now and was in no mood to sink back that low again.

So while there was a part of him that was still intensely displeased with how port had gone - for so many reasons - he was determined not to spend the next several days locked up in his room brooding and refusing to talk to anyone. It didn't suit him, and he knew right now that the behavior was self destructive and unhealthy.

Which meant today, instead of staying in his room after he walked Aristotle in the CES for a while, he'd headed to the gym, wearing normal workout clothes and - while he wasn't really trying to be social - decided this was marginally less antisocial. He worked with a punching bag for a while before heading over to one of the balance beams, and after doing a couple easy flips, went to do a handstand. And, once he got his balance, shifted so he was doing it on one hand and held himself there for a while, just because he could.

It was fair to say he was a little bit of a show off.]

[Filtered Separately to the DC Cast (minus Nygma, Ivy and Crane) and to other Friends, backdated to a few days ago.]

How's everyone doing?

[+ Private to Tim]

[And this is asked less conversationally and more I am concerned-ly. :|]

How are you doing?

[+ Private to Dean]

Keeping busy? [This is slightly rhetorical, as in, he's seen you running around the infirmary a bit.]

[Private to Erik]

Did you find who you were looking for?

[ooc: Also as a note, Dick was in the infirmary helping give first aid after port ended, so people might have seen him in there.]

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Recovering. I'm taking it easy. [ For once in her life. ]

Good.

Without an inmate maybe I'll actually be able to catch a break.

Did you make it out okay? I was sorta preoccupied when I saw you in the infirmary.

Edited 2012-08-20 21:59 (UTC)

Yeah, I'm fine. I spent most of port trying to find Tim and then got back to the Barge maybe an hour before we left.

Good.

[ She really wants to just put this port behind her now, but there's nothing she can say that will make that magically happen. ]

Do you need anything?

Just some peace and quiet.

[No stop that, he's fine, there is nothing wrong here. :c]

Fine.

[There is everything wrong here. :|]

I don't think I've apologized for whacking you over the head.

You don't have to. Thanks for bringing me back. [Thanks for making him remember being a better person :c]

Like I was really going to leave you there. [Not your fault. :c Other Tim's fault. :c]

[Other Tim was really similar :c]

I know, but I wasn't making it too easy.

Please, if the positions had been reversed, the same thing would have happened. [Including being a scary shoot first and ask questions later sort of person so. There.] And I preemptively forgive you if stuffing me in a sack ever becomes necessary.

Remind me to stock up on big sacks.

I'll write it on your forehead.

Do you need anything?

Make sure it's backwards.

No, I'm fine. [He will always be fine B|]

Okay. [He knows you're lying, but. :c] You know where to find me if you do.

[Dean saw Dick too, but besides a brief check-in to make sure things with Tim had gone alright - even though he already knows, because he knows what things not going alright looks like, and it's not this - he's mostly just been staying out of the way of social interactions for the sake of social interactions. Not pointedly, just... being unavailable.

However.]

You know me - anything to get outta work.

Edited 2012-08-21 03:43 (UTC)

[Just this face, Dean.] I wouldn't call what you've been up to putting off work.

[Yeah right like he doesn't have immunity.]

Why're you tryin'a blow my cover?

Something to do.

Yeah, well, find your own shtick.

Who says this wasn't mine to begin with?

Roll over, Beethoven, there's a new game in town.

I'm fine! Super fine even.

[plz don't yell at her]

[Kara, this is a face of a Batman Jr. who doesn't quite believe you. :V]

What happened?

[No give her Nightwing any day Batman Jr isn't quite so cute 8(]

Nothing you have to worry about. Some other people got hurt- did... did you hear about Kon?

[Sorry Kara, Batman Jr. makes frequent appearances around these parts. :c]

What happened?

[Oh, he wasn't expecting him to not have gotten the news yet. She was just trying to... distract him, to have him stop asking questions about herself and focus on something else.

She's left speechless for a second.] I- he... he died. During the port.

How? [Because someone might have Issues with Kon dying, even if he wasn't the same one from their universe and therefore the misplaced THIS HAPPENED AGAIN? is. Misplaced.]

We were gladiators. Steph, Dean- the fourth of us. And...

[She makes a face. It isn't easy at to explain it, not when it's still recent.] and a number of winners had been set, all the others had to die. There was no way out.

He killed himself to save us. [He always does that.]

[Dick honestly has to work to keep the emotion out of his expression and voice, because that hits really close to home and he doesn't want to let on to Kara how badly that shook him up to hear. He's supposed to be the team leader, the responsible one they could go to no matter what, and he doesn't want to lose control even a little.]

Is he still in the infirmary? [Because he might want to go check on him. :c]

[She nods, pressing her lips together to try to hold herself together before she speaks.]

I think so.

I get why people take death toll so seriously now.

What happened?

Steph, Kara, Dean, and I were pitted in a gauntlet style battle. At the end there could only be three survivors, I wasn't one of them.

Are you okay?

Yeah, it turns out I can use the CES room to charge up my accelerated healing. Dean made a request before the Admiral to take off some of my power restrictions and it was granted a couple of days after I was brought back.

Good. [And his bucketful of issues is making it hard to say anything else to that but. He is seriously glad you're okay. :c]

How are you holding up? That port was rough on just about everybody.

I'm fine. [And despite all the crushing guilt and general god this port was so bad, that's actually not a lie. He wasn't hurt and his time down on the planet had been a lot less traumatic than it could have been.

... And he probably would have walked off the trauma anyway because Bats are horrible like that but.] Do you need anything?

Is that the only answer I'm ever going to get from you? [Remembers Dick repeating that to him over and over again, before Kon suddenly returned home.]

Kon, nothing happened to me, I promise I'm actually fine. But I'd be better if I can do something to help.

I'm good at the moment. Dean's and I are going to start training together, and I've recovered physically. There's nothing any of us can do to stop the floods and ports.

That's not what I was asking.

What are you asking?

Just let me know if I can do anything.

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