[Private to the Admiral]

Rorschach needs his full abilities restored to him. I'm... honestly not even really sure why you took them away in the first place since he's not actually a meta, but I guess I shouldn't be surprised by anything you do at this point, should I?

[Filtered to Friends, if you think you're on it, you are.]

How's everyone doing?

[Private to Dean]

When this is all over, we should probably talk. [Someone still wants to know details about what happened. :V]

Eddie Brock's in Zero after taking hostages, smashing up the greenhouse and not exactly going down quietly when asked politely. I'm not actually sure who most of the hostages were, but I'll probably remember once this flood or whatever it is is over.

If you want details on what happened and how he's being punished, just message me here, but I'm going to be passing out in the infirmary for a while, so replies might take a couple hours.

[Private to Nygma]

You've got some 'splaining to do.

( Post-Flood, Infirmary Spam for Cissie )

[ooc: Replies from Dick will be from after the flood's over because he is seriously passing out for a few hours, and if anyone wants to spam him in the infirmary, that can certainly be arranged.

ALSO his personality altering thing is being less guilt ridden/Bruce issues and stuff, so he's basically just more noticeably self confident and stuff.]

[Dick's already spent a decent amount of time investigating the situation - always be prepared might as well be the Bat motto rather than the Boy Scouts - and the communicator's not all that hard for him to work around. So, instead of fumbling video or accidental audio posts, you get a steady image of him in his room, sitting on one of the couches in the penthouse. He looks somewhere in his late teens - he's actually seventeen, but appears a little older - and is dressed in a white t-shirt and jeans. His left arm is in a sling, but he's handling things just fine one handed.]

Whatever this is, assuming there's a shot I've just swapped places with my counterpart instead of actually just... whatever else could be going on, I would really like to know when I can get back to where I'm supposed to be. Or go back to being the correct age or whatever. I still have some things that need to get taken care of back home.

[Which basically means I need to get my life back on track, because he's just been fired and dropped out of college and tossing this on top of the pile is kind of a bummer, if you can imagine.]

How much does time pass while we're here? Is there a difference, or are we basically moving in real time?

[He looks around the apartment. It's pretty clear that he lives here, but this particular penthouse is unfamiliar to him - Bruce bought it and converted it into a safe house a while after Dick's current timeline. He hasn't investigated the closet and found his Nightwing gear yet, nor has he found Costigan's file - which is safely locked away - but he's been skimming backlogs like crazy.]

And I guess I'm supposed to be making contact with Bill Costigan?

[Private to Bruce]

Why did you call me Batman?
I know you're here.
Assuming you give a damn

[lol no real message for Bruce. :c]

So, don't get me wrong, I appreciate that there hasn't been much mass murder and mayhem since we got back from port. Aside from all this politics stuff that I'm not getting into - by personal choice, I trust the rest of you who are actually more involved with the situation to be able to sort it out - I think it's pretty safe to say things have been pretty quiet, all things considered.

And that's fine. Seriously, I'm definitely not complaining about the apparent lack of horrible crisis situations with dozens of people dying or anything like that. Heck, I've even been kind of enjoying having some time to take it easy, I guess.

But it's the excessive down time I really can't figure out what to do with. I mean, sure, it's nice to have some time to relax and hang out in CES or watch movies or whatever, but I'm used to always having something to do with myself. And I don't just mean helping out an inmate or something, like a tangible case or something to work on. People to interview, places to stake out, paper work to file... I was basically living from one difficult case or catastrophe to the next, and without that everything's felt kind of... weird, these last couple days. I guess somewhere between being a cop and coming here I forgot how to just be used to having some free time to kill.

Anyone got any suggestions on how to cope until the next catastrophe?

[Private to Steph]

Sorry I skipped out on lessons without warning you about it. You up for some more practice later tonight?

[Private to Hayley]

This doesn't change anything.

[ooc: So this is an audio because Dick broke his nose. And it's sort of a funny/embarrassing story, the bruises are still really colorful/noticeable, and therefore no video for you, Barge. Infirmary folk would know it happened twoish days ago in CES while sparring with Costigan, who broke/fractured one of his ribs. IT WAS AN ACCIDENT. :| ]

[Dick still looks, as Costigan so eloquently put it, pretty beat to shit. Also, angry. Quite angry.]

Nice to know the track record of one horrible thing happening after another followed me here too.

[Private to Tim]

You saw.

[Private to Steph]

You okay?

Where are you?

[Private to Costigan]

... NEVERMIND

[So, Dick's spent the last couple hours of this awesome flood passed out in the infirmary after Bruce Jr. made a deal with Aztec!Eddie. He... kind of collapsed on his way there. Concussions suck.

But, you know what happens to Bats who get sent to the infirmary after getting their asses handed to them? They get bored and try to escape once everything's back to normal. Which is why Dick is currently set up in his room, propped up on his bed with a couple pillows and going to be harassing all of you now that he's conscious enough to do it.

He looks more or less okay, even though he's got a lot of scrapes and bruises that have been for the most part treated. The most prominent is the bandage on his forehead and the pretty colorful bruising on the side of his face where he got whacked with the Maquahuitl, but his hands are also pretty badly bruised after fighting without his gloves for that long. All in all though? He's not really complaining. Better then the alternative, all things considered.

He's also a lot more coherent then he was in Zero, if still kind of tired, so. Small blessings all over the place.]

So, that was tons of fun. [Sarcasm, folks.] What'd I miss while I was out? Anyone else try to take over the Barge?

[He might be internally sulking a little that he blacked out again before he got to try and help out with all the fun stuff.]

[Private to Costigan]

How are you?

[Private to Hayley]

So... where'd you get a taser?

[Private to Chuck]

Was I hallucinating or were you kicking ass and taking names while we were getting the hell out of Zero?

[Private to Tim]

Thanks for making sure I didn't die.