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[batmanschmatman]

[Dick doesn't really want to talk about the breach. He's been through enough of them already that being a semi trigger happy fed with a taste for justice isn't that weird, even if it's always unsettling to have all the extra memories floating around in your head.

The more pressing matter right now is:]

Has anyone seen Sara since the breach ended?

[Private to Rorschach]

We should talk. [It's a conversation they probably should have had a long time ago, but. Better late than never?]

[ooc: I promise I'm getting to my backtags/new posts I should tag into, I just wanted to put this up before time got too far away from me. <3]

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[ Voice ]

[surfaceshine]

[Obvious Dean is obvious, but it's more the touching base than anything that prompts him. And he's not even being sarcastic.]

Have you tried her room?

[ Voice ]

[batmanschmatman]

Headed there now.

[ Voice ]

[surfaceshine]

Need a hand?

[ Voice ]

[batmanschmatman]

I'll let you know if I do. [He knows there's probably no reason to worry, it's just concerning when your breach self was looking into a case involving your comatose girlfriend. :|]

[ Voice ]

[surfaceshine]

Do that.

[Please note that Dean is not asking and not arguing.]

[ Voice ]

[batmanschmatman]

[Please note that Dick is not responding because he doesn't take orders from you. :V]

[most_feared]

I've not. Are you gonna go check on her?

[batmanschmatman]

Yeah.

[most_feared]

Let us know if you need anything.

[Private - text]

[wemaketheworld]

So talk.

[He just might be evasive, that's all.]

[Private - voice]

[batmanschmatman]

[So pretty much just like every other day. :c]

How do you feel about Dan?

[Private - still text]

[wemaketheworld]

[Pretty much.

He's just going to be sticking to text for the foreseeable future, Dick. He doesn't trust actual words right now.]

Good mask. Good detective.

Weak convictions.

[Private - still voice]

[batmanschmatman]

[He gets it, and he's not going to push for something different, but will be sticking to voice because it's what he's more comfortable with. He's chatty, it's part of his charm. :c]

How so? [Obviously he knows what Dan did thanks to the file, but he still wants to get Rorschach's opinions on everything and really try to find a way to untangle all of this.]

[Private]

[wemaketheworld]

Former strengths or later weakness?

[Because if he can hide behind vagueness and uncertainty, affected ignorance, he doesn't have to examine it too closely.]

[Private]

[batmanschmatman]

Both.

[He'll keep pushing, regardless, but he is curious to hear both points.]

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[psychic_hotline]

[Before her meeting with Charles took a turn for the weird, Sara had a couch and was wearing clothes.  Now neither of those things are true - metal bikini is back in force - and of course it only stands to reason that a Witchblade-based vision quest (or whatever the hell that was) would be mindlessly destructive into the bargain.

She feels like she's run a double marathon.  Everything aches.  She lifts a hand to help herself out of the mostly-dissolved cocoon and it becomes immediately evident that the gauntlet and armor have changed color.  The metallic green has turned to bright silver and gold.  So that's a thing.

She hears a sound at the door; either it's someone knocking or someone trying the handle, it's hard to tell. She tries to stand but her legs are just going 'nope, not yet.']

...who's there...?

Spam

[batmanschmatman]

[He'd been about to knock on the door again when she answered, and let out a short sigh of relief, because while comas weren't the worst thing in the world, it was still concerning having memories of your girlfriend's breach counterpart being in a coma.]

It's Dick. Are you okay?

Spam

[psychic_hotline]

[She considers taking the fifth on that, but honestly, she doesn't want to be alone right now and also she's disoriented and not sure she can walk or even stand up straight.]

I'm not sure. [A beat.] The door's not locked locked. [Read: locked to deter 95% of people.] Can you get in?

Spam

[batmanschmatman]

You do remember who raised me, right? [It's teasing, because teasing's easier when you're still kind of worried, and really what self respecting vigilante goes places without things to pick locks on them, so maybe two or three minutes later, the door's open and- woah.

Dick quickly shuts the door behind him and crouches down next to her, carefully going to put a hand on her shoulder.]

What happened?

Spam

[psychic_hotline]

It's....complicated. [And not a story she'll be averse to telling, but not while she's basically naked and unable to support her own weight.] Can you give me a hand up? I feel like I'm just gonna fall over if I try to stand.

[ichoosefight]

I haven't seen her. But, uh, while you're at it... have you seen Kara?

[batmanschmatman]

No. Have you been by her room?

[ichoosefight]

Not yet. It's on my list. I was sort of hoping you'd say you'd passed her in the hall.

[batmanschmatman]

I'll let you know if I do.

[ichoosefight]

Thanks. I'll... go check, I guess.