So, in lighter news, Rorschach's graduated. I would have made an announcement earlier, but I was a little held up. [Completely freaking out and hallucinating. :V

He continues, trying to be a little teasing, because he's actually super proud of him and doesn't want this to turn into some kind of horrible ASKJFG RICHARD WHY >C thing.]

I'd say everyone should tell him congratulations, but I'm pretty sure that would just embarrass him.

[Warden Filter]

Who's investigating what happened?

[Filtered to Tim, Steph and Babs]

Are you guys okay?

[Private to Bruce]

[Dick hesitates for a few seconds before speaking, because lol. lol.]

... I need to ask a favor.

[Warden Filter, backdated to after the events of this log]

Rorschach's been brought down to level Zero for attacking Megamind. He'll be down there for the full week.

[Private to Kay]

He should be in the infirmary, but I'm not 100% sure if he got there, I needed to get Rorschach out before things got any worse.

[Private to Bruce]

We need to talk.

[ooc: Replies will be slow since the log hasn't wrapped up yet, but I wanted to get this out there before port started since it's already so far backdated.]

[Spam for Sara, backdated to after this log.]

[After dragging himself to the infirmary and getting patched up, Dick had been pretty insistent that he just wanted to go back to his room and sleep it off there rather than being held hostage in the infirmary. So, with doctor's approval, he limped down the hall and, instead of taking the stairs up to the first floor, went right to Sara's room and knocked on the door, too tired to care if anyone else was walking through the hall and wondering why the hell he was wearing blue hospital scrubs with a Batman uniform mostly tucked under one arm, the cape trailing on the floor, and looking like he'd had the crap beaten out of him.

He was holding the boots and cowl in his good hand - the other was in a cast that hopefully wouldn't have to be on too long between magic and the tech they had on board - and after he'd knocked, he carefully moved to prop himself up against the wall to hopefully prevent falling on his ass. Getting up again from that really just sounded awful.]

[Private to Tim]

I just got my ass handed to me by Superboy, so I'm going to be passed out at Sara's for a while. But if you need me for anything, give me a ring.

[Private to Rorschach]

I'm going to be sleeping off a broken wrist and some busted ribs for the next ten or so hours, so feel free to ask Tim if you need anything in the mean time.

[Private to Cass]

[After they've both had some time to recuperate, Dick is realizing they probably need to have a discussion about the whole "Why I was wearing Dad's pajamas" thing.]

We should talk.

[Private to Babs]

I'm guessing you got an update on what happened.

[Spam for Erik]

[Most people would probably think he was a complete idiot for not kicking back and taking it easy after almost getting killed by an out of control alien, but Dick didn't really do downtime and usually started getting a little stir crazy after he'd gotten over the initial period of I just want to sleep for a week and pretend I never have to get out of bed again.

Which was why the day after it had happened, he was up and about as usual, and currently mentally swearing a little over having to balance his lunch tray with one hand. The other was in a cast in a sling to help keep it out of the way, and his ribs still hurt like hell, but it could have gone a lot worse, really, so he pushed aside the discomfort and looked around for somewhere to sit.

He spotted Erik by himself, and - potentially against his better judgment, because it wasn't like you could really just walk up to someone and ask how they were doing because their breach counterpart had really reminded you of your old inmate - he headed over to him and gestured at the seat across from him. Or, you know, as best he could while holding a lunch tray in one arm with his other in a sling.]

Do you mind if I sit here?

[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]

[Filtered to Kirk, Shego, Claudia, Steph, Kon, Kara, Cassie, Steve, Sara, Buffy and Merlin.]

[Dick's sounding considerably more cheerful than he has over the last couple days, if only because he has an evil plan and doing nice things for other people usually works pretty well in terms of yanking him out of pits of depression.]

So today's is Tim's birthday, I'm throwing him a surprise party, and you're all invited. Meet at my room after dinner, and don't tell him anything. [Or else.]

[Private to Claudia]

Hey. I know you're kind of in a rough place, so no pressure if you're not feeling up to it, but we'd love to have you there.

[Private to Rorschach]

I know this isn't really your thing, but it's Tim's birthday and I'm throwing him a party. I'm just inviting a couple people, so it's not a huge get together or anything, so if you want to make an appearance, I'd be happy to see you there.

[Spam for Tim]

[At some point while Tim was out of his room, someone - cough - has broken into your room and put red, green, black and yellow streamers everywhere. Everywhere. Enough that it almost looks like someone was trying to host a high school dance or something in your apartment. There are also a couple matching balloons.

Oh also there was a note taped to your door in very nondescript handwriting that said "You forgot something, didn't you?" because it's just not a surprise birthday without leaving vaguely incriminating notes taped to people's doors.]

[ooc: If people are interested in doing a log or something, I can throw it together, or we can just assume a fun time was had by all. Whatever works best for everyone. c:]

[Dick's voice is still his own, but gravelly. It's more of a glass in throat variety than the Batvoice, really, and in case it wasn't painfully obvious by the creepy stalking he's been doing and breaking into other people's rooms, he's entirely flood affected and has swapped personalities with Rorschach.]

Worked a case, once. Woman stood on ledge of building, holding her baby. Said she didn't want to live in this wicked, wicked world. Didn't want her child growing up in it. Assumed she was going to jump. Tried reassuring her, telling her to come inside, talk this over. Think about it.

Misjudged scenario.

Threw child when other officer grabbed her. Never meant to jump. Wanted to "save" her baby from this wicked, wicked world.

Caught baby, but still didn't feel good about that night. Felt alone in a crowded city. No one to rely on, no cops, no partners. And death was always close in Blüdhaven. [And, story time over, he clicks off the feed.]

[For anyone who'd be paying attention, Dick sounds a little more grounded than he's been over the last few weeks. Port was a good for him, even if he's not really up for being his usual chatty self.]

Funny how these things always seem to happen in groups, isn't it?

[Private to Sara]

Thanks for making me take a night off. I had a lot of fun.

[Private to Rorschach]

I know you're probably going to brush it off, but how are you doing? [What with Claire leaving and all.]

[Private to Tim]

I've got something for you.

It's been over a year and a half since I've been home for more than a few hours. I can pretty safely say this isn't the welcome back party I expected. [There's some humor there, but he mostly just sounds... tired. Maybe a little in shock. There's a short pause, and there's some quiet, largely unintelligible conversation with someone that sounds like Tim for those with good ears before Dick continues, and his voice is harder, more focused.

This might not be their Gotham, but they sure as hell aren't going to let it burn to the ground, and Dick is stepping up into leader mode. Which means bossy, lecture-y Bat, so sorry about that guys. :c]

I understand that for some of you, this is like stepping onto a set of a movie, but these are not characters from a cheesy kid's cartoon. They're violent, psychopathic murderers. If you see the Joker, or anyone dressed up in clown make up, run as fast as you can in the opposite direction. Do not try to engage him or any other costumed criminal unless you have no other choice. This isn't me trying to lecture you on laws of reality or common sense, it's advice to keep you safe.

Anyone who's able and willing should support the GCPD in any way they can. I understand first priority is keeping your inmates and yourself safe throughout port, but I'd be appreciative to anyone who's able to help stop this from getting worse. [And here he's warden filtering directions to the GCPD headquarters and Gotham General, with a note about how he's not sure either will be operational, but they're enough of a jumping off point to orient people and he'll provide further information once he gets updates.]

Stick together, and watch each other's backs. If anyone starts getting reports of or runs into anyone who's fallen overboard, keep people informed. Keep track of your inmates.

[Filtered Separately to Steph, Cassie and Superboy]

Tim and I are headed to see how bad the damage is. [Meaning, they're finding the Manor and the Cave and seeing if there's anything they can salvage/any proof that people they care about are still alive. :|] Try to organize anyone who's willing to help to start getting things under control, and make sure someone's helping out anyone who doesn't have combat experience who decided to leave the ship. We'll be able to help in a couple hours at most.

And I know this isn't a major concern on the Barge, but try not to be too open about our identities, especially on public filters. We don't know who could be compromised, and who they could pass the information along to in this world that could endanger our counterparts when things go back to normal. [Assuming they're still alive, anyway. :|]

If we find any information about [what happened to everyone else and if they're alive or not] you'll be the first to know.

[Filtered to Steph and Cassie]

Keep an eye on him. I trust you both to be able to figure out where to start working.

[Filtered Separately to Kirk, Shego, Buffy, Dean, Sara and Steve, forward dated to after he's got some more gear]

I need to meet with you in person at your earliest convenience. Assuming you came into port.

( And a Private to Rorschach and a Spam for Tim to spare your flist. )

[ooc: Dick is slipping pretty heavily into Batman mode, so he probably won't reply to trollish responses, and Tim will probably be chiming in as well. Dick will be out and about in port in the Batsuit pretty much the whole time, and I'll be putting up a log for that later in port for anyone who wants to run into him, and will obviously be tagging around with him! Batman tags will probably be coming from isthenight because omnomnom icons.

FEEL FREE TO ASSUME THIS IS A WHILE AFTER THE ADMIRAL'S ANNOUNCEMENT. I just got impatient and wanted to post. :V]

[Backdated to last night, a while after Dean's post asking for help.]

[When Dick clicks on the audio feed, he sounds a bit different than he usually does. His voice is more serious, clipped, and very slightly deeper than usual, because he's angry and has comfortably slipped into Batmode to handle all this.]

The situation is under control. Mark Hoffman and Buffy Summers are both recovering in the infirmary.

The assailant is named Edward Blake, a.k.a. the Comedian. He's here as an inmate- [Obviously. :V] and after a physical altercation involving myself, Rorschach and Dean Winchester, he's been taken to the infirmary to have his injuries treated, and as soon as he's well enough, is being brought down to Zero. His weapons have been removed, but I'd like to emphasize that he's an extremely dangerous man, even while unarmed. Do not drop your guard with him.

[Filtered away from Blake]

I understand that when things like this happen, people's first response is wanting revenge against the person responsible. I'd like to emphasize to anyone considering trying anything with him that no matter what he did, we're here to help people like him, and their actions will have consequences. I'd like to think we're all mature enough to not turn this into a bigger disaster than it already is.

[And back to Public]

If anyone has any questions, they can direct them at myself, Rorschach or Dean. [And he clicks off the feed.]

[And added the day after:]

[By now, some of the hardness has slipped from his voice again, but he still sounds a little bit more Batmanish than he usually does.] For any new arrivals, I'm Dick. I'm a warden, I used to be a cop, and I offer self defense lessons to anyone who wants them.

[ooc: The take down log is still in progress, so specifics on injuries/how the fight went down will need to wait a bit, but the situation has been under control since last night, so tag away! :D]

[Dick switches on the video feed to show he's sitting on a couch in his apartment, which for anyone who's ever been over to visit before probably looks a lot cleaner/well organized than it usually is. Tim is a lot neater than Dick and might have tidied up his mess for him while they were swapped. >>]

Sorry for anyone that was confused about the whole "swapping places with Tim but not exactly" thing. I'm pretty sure we're both back to normal now. [And almost like he's just checking to make sure things are in the right place, he rubs a hand briefly over his face and brushes some hair back from his forehead, smiling sheepishly.] I probably shouldn't think too hard about where we go when we're not here, should I?

Anyway, what languages do you all speak? I know the Barge seems like it translates everything to English - or it does for me, I guess perception could be different for someone who's used to something else - so there isn't a lot of reason for it, necessarily, but I was wondering if anyone would be interested in brushing up on their French with me. Or anything, really, I'm pretty fluent in a couple different ones and I'd be interested in learning more. [Basically, Dick is bored and understimulated, and this will help him feel productive. :c]

( Private messages to Jim, Rorschach, Dean & Ariadne, and Steph + a Spam for Tim + Spam for Ivy )

I guess everything that needs to be said about that breach has kind of been said already, but honestly, I kind of prefer those to ones where only half the Barge is confused about where they are and what the hell is going on. It's been my experience it's a little less awful if you get in a fight with someone you're pals with back here when you're both not yourself.

[And he does actually have first hand experience on how bad that sucks when one person's affected and the other's not, thanks Mirrorverse. :|]

Anyway, this something that came up a couple days ago that I figured was worth saying to a wider audience: I know this place is hard on people in general? But for non-vampires, it would probably be a good idea for people to make sure they're heading into the CES for some sunlight every once and a while. I'm not saying it's going to be a magical cure all for depression or anything, but it does actually help.

Of course, as soon as I say this, the CES is only going to be cold and rainy for the next three weeks, but I figured it was worth putting out there anyway.

( Private notes for Rorschach, Parker, Cass, Shego, Steph and Tim, and an extra Tim. )

[Private to Rorschach]

[Dick sounds pretty terrible. His voice is all croaky from coughing all night and he may or may not still be basically curled up in a ball in bed. Damn you, bronchitis, making him miss out on having his organs repossessed a fun port. >C]

Rorschach, go ahead if you want to go into port. I think I'm going to be staying here.

[Private to Tim]

Are you going into port?

Is there a hole people are crawling into to die?

If so, I would like directions.

Or a road map.

Whichever's easier.

[Private to Shego]

I believe I promised you a 'ha ha I told you so'.

[Private to Jim]

So. Sorry about that.

[Private to Rorschach]

I promise I'm not usually a fifteen year old girl about. This kind of stuff. Or you know. Anything.

[Warden Filter]

Alright, as we're all very well aware at this point, people seem to get kidnapped here a lot. And obviously we can't prepare for everything - believe me, if you'd have told me I was going to get bit by a rattlesnake on board the ship a couple weeks ago, I would have said you were nuts - but it never hurts to know a couple things just in case you get pounced in the gym and end up being held hostage for a couple hours.

So, that said, I'm going to be holding self defense classes, either in the gym or the CES, every day of the week, floods, ports and other natural disasters permitting. Mostly basic stuff, like how to get out of a choke hold and how to incapacitate someone quickly if they come up from behind you, and if people are interested in going a step farther and covering some more complicated stuff, I'd be up for that, too.

For the record, I'm not teaching you how to kill people, just how to hold your own in a fight and incapacitate anyone with plans to make off with your unconscious body. And if you have an inmate you want to get training too, let me know and they're more than welcome to come. I just figured this shouldn't be a totally open invite if anyone's concerned someone's going to use this stuff on them the next time someone cooks up a 'I want to take over the Barge' scheme.

Somewhat relatedly, if anyone just wants to go spar and/or brush up on some technique, I'm always up for that. I've got a background in just about everything, weapon based or not, although if anyone's got a basis in something like eskrima or whatever kind of stick fighting is normal where you're from, I have to admit I'm partial to it.

[Warden Cop Filter - George, Carla, Angua, did I forget anyone?]

So, back when Howie was here - you remember, George - he said he and the other warden cops used to have "Friday night pints". I don't really drink, but it might be kind of fun to start that up again, swap some stories... Would you all be interested in giving it a shot after dinner tonight? Or next week, if someone's got plans?

[Private to Rorschach]

Do you want to go up to the CES with me? [No ulterior motive here at all. Why would you ever suggest that. >>]

[Private to Jim]

So Tim got me a paintball set for Christmas. Want to go try it out? [This seems safer than you shooting a phaser at him and trying to dodge it. :x]

[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]

[Open Spam]

( Here there is spam. Multiples welcome. :D )

[Private to Rorschach]

So, what have you been up to?

I've been thinking about that flood we had a while back, where we turned into people from history, I guess? And whoever I was, it wasn't like he was anyone important, but it still made me think about a few things.

Now, I'm not saying everyone turned into some direct ancestor or something, but it kind of made me realize I really don't know that much about my family history. For all I know, that kid was some distant relative of mine. I know basically nothing about my mom's side of the family except that she was a dental assistant before she married my dad and her dad died when I was five or six, and anything I have about my dad's is kind of spotty.

When you're a kid, you don't usually ask too many questions about where your great-great whatever grandfather came from, or why he decided to move somewhere or enlist in the army, and if they did say anything about it, I don't remember. And if I have any living relatives, they either didn't know I exist or didn't have an interest in taking me in after my parents died, so it's not like I can just call them up and ask questions. But it would be kind of interesting to know something beyond a really vague Dad's side was Romany, Mom's was probably something from western European.

[Private to Rorschach]

You been keeping out of trouble?

[Dick clicks on the camera, and he, too, is proudly wearing a new red and green Christmas sweater. He's also considerably shorter and younger looking than usual, but does not seem all that confused or bothered by what's going on.]

Tim, this is so cool, you have to come see this! [He holds up two Batman action figures, complete with awesome grappling hook accessories and things to play fight with because action figures are excellent like that. One is of Bruce as Batman and the other - little does Dick actually know - is the uniform he'll be wearing as Batman, which is subtly different from what he's used to Bruce wearing.]

I didn't even know they made stuff like this! [Or if they did, it wasn't really accurate, since the Gotham vigilantes tend to stay out of the limelight and therefore usually any "Batman" stuff produced was kind of majorly lacking compared to this stuff.]

I don't know why there are two Batmans, though. I mean, the costume's a little different on this one, but it doesn't look like what he wears. [Added quickly:] I think. [Since he's never seen Batman before right. :V]

... Hey, Rorschach are you okay? Let me know where you are. [And if you're affected. :c

AND OH MY GOD BEST IDEA EVER:] Jim, do you still have your action figures? [Don't judge me I might kind of want to play with them. :c]

And for anyone who's not sure where you are, everything's going to be fine. If you need anything, let someone know and one of us will help you, I promise.

[ooc: Dick is going to be basically acting like his fourteen year old self, but remembers the Barge and knows there's a flood going on and he's affected. Despite the icons, he is not dressed in the Robin suit, I just love the art from Year One and had to use them instead of pb icons. :c]