025 [audio]

[batmanschmatman]

Well, that was fun. You know, it's the little things like normal clothes and non-irradiated living conditions that you really miss when you get dumped into wastelands.

If anyone needs me, I'm going to be drinking water and then catching up on some sleep.

[Private to Costigan]

How're things?

[Private to Wally]

How was life on the good ship Barge?

[Private to Donny]

Better or worse then zombie port?

[Private to Hayley]

Hey.

Comments

Private;

[everylittlegirl]

Tell me about it over coffee?

Private;

[batmanschmatman]

Can we talk about something else over coffee?

Private;

[everylittlegirl]

Or we could not talk at all?

Private;

[batmanschmatman]

Why do you want to talk about it?

Private;

[everylittlegirl]

I'm curious.

Private;

[batmanschmatman]

Hayley, I don't... I don't want to talk about it again. You already know what happened.

Private;

[everylittlegirl]

I think I would remember us talking about you joining the mafia and working for a crazy guy with a skull for a face.

Private;

[batmanschmatman]

I mean you know why... about what happened. [Please speak vague, he's not going to say it. :|]

Private;

[everylittlegirl]

What are you-- Oh.

We don't.. I didn't mean to bring that up again. I just want to know more about what you did and how you got out of it and stuff.

Private;

[batmanschmatman]

The comic book doesn't go into that?

Private;

[everylittlegirl]

I don't have the next few issues. Also? I was kind of hoping to hear it from you.

Private;

[batmanschmatman]

I don't...

Fine. But I'm not talking about it in public and you have to promise you won't tell anyone about it. [He's only agreeing because you have the comic book. :\\\]

Private;

[everylittlegirl]

I promise.

Private;

[batmanschmatman]

Okay. Where do you want to talk?

Private;

[everylittlegirl]

The warden meeting room?

Private;

[batmanschmatman]

Why do I let you talk me into these things?

Private;

[everylittlegirl]

Because you secretly want to talk to someone, but don't want to feel guilty about sharing your secrets, so my already knowing relieves you of guilt.

Private;

[batmanschmatman]

If you say so.

I'll meet you up there.

Private;

[everylittlegirl]

You just asked for a theory. Do you want another?

Cool. Don't forget you'll have to let me in.

Private;

[batmanschmatman]

I won't.

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[everylittlegirl]

[Hayley headed up to deck shortly after, more excited than she would admit to see Dick again, but also more nervous too. She could only hope it would work out.]

Spam; BUT I LIKE MY 982048790135 WORDS D:

[batmanschmatman]

[Dick was slightly less out of it then he had been when he'd first gotten back, but now he was just uneasy and frustrated. Still, he managed a smile for Hayley when he approached her.] Hey.

Spam; Too bad.

[everylittlegirl]

[She slid her hands into her jacket pockets as she approached.] "Hey."

Spam; You're so mean.

[batmanschmatman]

[He just kept the smile in place and started walking towards the conference room.] So, how're things?

Spam; You mean lazy.

[everylittlegirl]

"They're okay." [She replied honestly, giving a shrug. 'Okay' being that sort of generic term like 'fine.'] "You?"