batmanschmatman | 018 [audio]

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[There's a second or two of silence before Dick starts speaking, because he is very consciously trying to stop himself from blurting out "Holy _______" statements and adding Bat to the beginning of nouns, and it is quite the uphill battle, unfortunately. His "superpower" is basically adopting Burt Ward Robin's speech patterns TO THE XTREME. :|]

I'm not feeling great. Anyone needs me, I'm gonna be in my Bat-

... I'll be kind of scarce.

[Filtered to people who know THE BIG SECRET. So basically Tim, Steph, Wally, Costigan, Hayley, Spike, etc. Ask if not sure.]

Holy redundant flood, Admiral, this had better only be for a couple days. I'm starting to talk like the Robin from the BatTV Show character flood again and the Batnovelty's already seriously worn off. How's everyone else holding up?

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[Ariadne looked over when he started writing again and furrowed her eyebrows a little when he started scribbling out the "Bat" in front of "hopes."]

Bat?

[Whelp, he'd been caught. He put the notebook down, looking a little embarrassed and trying to control the urge to just make his excuses and leave. Seriously, good work Grayson. Hopefully she hadn't seen the campy TV show.]

I keep adding "Bat" to Batwords. I can't really control it.

[Ariadne sipped her tea, looking a little confused. She hadn't seen Batman and the cartoon shows weren't much to her style when she was younger.]

Okay.

[She stared at him, not quite sure what she was supposed to think about it.]

Is that...? [she raised an eyebrow.] I'm sorry if it's embarrassing.

[He shrugged, wondering how to continue passing it off as embarrassing without it seeming like a big deal or something that actively could be a problem for him.]

I guess it's not the worst Batthing that could be happening. Still annoying. I can hear myself doing it, I just can't stop.

[Ariadne couldn't help but smile a little at the strange sound of 'batthing' before trying to swallow that smile down at his embarrassment.]

Yeah, sorry. I shouldn't be smiling at that.

[He laughed softly, rubbing a hand over his face again, wincing this time as he stretched the skin over his nose by accident before leaning back farther onto the couch, trying to get comfortable.]

This Batflood is giving me a Batheadache.

[She saw that wince and reached for his hand, her own was quite warm from holding her mug of tea.]

I would think so. Batheadaches sound really terrible.

[The architect was moving into teasing territory and her smile grew despite her desire to remain somewhat serious.]

[He let her move his hand away from his face, chuckling quietly again, his own sort of sleepy grin widening as well.]

I'm fine, seriously. It's healing.

Batheadaches really do suck, though.

[Ariadne kept a loose hold on his hand, a casual if not friendly touch. It was truly meant to just keep him from touching his nose anymore.]

How different are they from regular headaches? [she smiled wider at him, not quite catching the sleepy element to his expression.]

[Dick shrugged, not pulling his hand away.]

I'm not sure. I've never had one before.

[Which was... a lie. He definitely had Bat headaches before, if by Bat headaches, you meant headaches brought on by trying to reason with Bruce, which he had definitely had more then enough of back home.]

[Ariadne couldn't help but chuckle quietly at that.]

I hope some tea helps.

Yeah, it's definitely helping.

[And to prove his point, he retrieved his cup and took another sip before settling back onto the couch.]

[Ariadne beamed at him, glad that they could relax some after the crazy of the week.]

What if it was Battea?

I don't really think I want Battea. Sounds kind of horrifying.

You don't want to even try it?

[Ariadne raised an eyebrow, head slightly tilted.]

[He immediately started laughing, squeezing her hand slightly as he drank more of his regular, definitely not Battea.] Not if it's made out of bats.

[At the squeeze to her hand, she glanced away before back to him. Hanging out with Dick made her feel so good and she couldn't quite put a finger on why, but she could analyze that later.]

Battea could be better for sleeping.

[That got her a curious eyebrow raise and a smirk.]

Why would it be better for sleeping?

Bats are nocturnal, aren't they?

[...that's not how it works, Ariadne. Still, her knowledge of science is still in its beginning stages and the details of circadian rhythms are a little beyond that.]

So, boiling them in Batwater and drinking it would make you sleep, even though Bats are known for staying up all night and sleeping during the Batday? I don't think that's how it works.

[Ariadne raised an eyebrow before asking:] Does it have to be Batwater?

You know what I mean.

[Ariadne carefully shifted so she could set down her tea, but kept her hand in his, not wanting to lose that anchor yet.]

Yeah, I do.

[He grinned and returned his mug to the coffee table before once again settling back on the couch.]

So, no more Batelephants, no more Batnotebooks... what now?

[She smiled softly at him.]

If you get too comfortable you'll fall asleep here.

[With her free hand, the architect checked her watch and confirmed how late it was getting. Not that she really had any plans to sleep herself.]

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