batmanschmatman | 017 [audio]

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So, it is a common thing for more people to just vanish when we get closer to the end of the month, or am I just trying to see patterns that aren't really there?

[Private to Will Graham]

You got a second? I've got a couple questions for you.

[Private to Howie]

You busy?

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You realize this means I'm going to have to break one of your ribs, right?

If you can catch me.

I think I can manage that.

We'll see.

CES work for you? You can pick the time.

Tonight? [He may just suggest tag or something when he gets there.]

Sounds good. See you then. [Dick would love to play tag. c:]

Cool. [If only they had a train. :c]

[Unfortunately there are no trains in the CES, but it's turned into a pretty lush rainforest - probably African, if the foliage means anything - with plenty of things to climb. Dick's currently perched in a tree near the entrance waiting for his brother to show up, a good twenty or so feet off the ground.]

[Kamikaze dive bombs are totally in Tim's plan for the evening, so he steps through the door and closes it behind him, looking around. And then up. And squinting. Dick. Is that you.]

[No. What a ridiculous question. It is a very Grayson-shaped plant. >>

... Which is now very, very quietly moving out of sight before pouncing, landing only a couple inches away from the other former Robin.] Hey Timmy.

[His gut reaction is to spring at least three feet backwards, but he only takes a tiny step back BECAUSE HE IS ~~BATMAN Red Robin or something.]~~ Hey Dickie.

[Awww. You're getting a hair ruffle because unfortunately your brother is an affectionate dork.] So, still planning on further damaging my nose?

[fffff. He's trying to duck away from that ruffle, but he's snorting.] I've had time to think about it. Seems like over kill.

But it looks like the area's pretty climbable...

[Resistance is futile. B|] It's not exactly train tag, but it'll do.

[Then have a derpy little brother shove. And little brother is grinning.] You read my mind.

[Oh, so that's how it is. Well, you're getting a playful big brother shove back.] All right, well, last one to the top of that tree's a rotten egg.

[And with that SUPER MATURE challenge, Dick is running off to scramble back up that tree.]

What, not even a one, two, three? [Tim is booking it after him, though, leaping onto the tree and hauling himself up as fast as he can. And he might reach for Dick's ankle at one point to try and trip him up.

You shouldn't need a countdown. Be ready for anything. [He's still goofing around and kicks his ankle free - carefully enough so he doesn't accidentally knock Tim off the tree by accident and keeps climbing. HE WAS RAISED IN A CIRCUS he is quite good at this. B|]

[Yeah there is no way Tim is winning BUT HE LEARNED FROM DICK, SO. RIGHT ON HIS HEELS, MAN.] Oh hah hah. Just don't grab a snake or something on accident.

Can it generate animals? [And Dick pulls himself up onto the highest branch that looks like it can still support his weight, perching there comfortably.]

People have come hunting here, so probably. [AND sigh. He wins. Tim hoists himself up to the next branch down, leaning against the trunk.] What can you see?

A lot of trees. [Although with some squinting and trying to knock aside some of the leaves to get a better look, it looks like there could be a river cutting through the jungle at some point in the distance.] Here, go look.

[He jumped down from branch onto one of the lower ones, similarly leaning against the trunk.]

[And Tim scrambled right up, tentatively trying one branch higher.] Did you see that river? ...I think it's a river...

[Dick nods and just... eyes that branch. He's going to be really upset if you fall and kill yourself, Tim.] Wanna go check it out?

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