Get you Gone

[cityship]

The meeting is over, the teams have been assigned, the plans have been laid out. It's time to get weapons.

It's time to wish each other luck, and say goodbyes--with the hope that they're only "good bye for now"s.

It's about to get very hairy from here on out.

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[goddamnwingman]

Somebody who knows them should keep an eye on Jason and Valley, after all. "Yeah, well, it doesn't hurt to have backup," Dick says with a grin, reaching out to ruffle Tim's hair. Just a little, brotherly gesture.

The rest of it makes Dick pull Tim in for a one-armed hug. "I promise, I'll take care of myself. I've been getting myself out of trouble for longer than ages."

[crusades]

"And I've been getting both of you out of trouble for longer than longer than ages."

And getting them into it in the first place. Okay, so the point is moot...

"Glad you could make it, jailbird. Kennedy give you any trouble with your equipment?" Because of course Bruce comes packing spares.

[mrsarcastic003]

"That's jail-Robin." What? Nothing says he can't have a sense of humor over all of this. Tim shakes his head. "No. I think this is taking precedence over my probation."

OOC: That is the best icon ever.

[goddamnwingman]

"As well it should." It's not like there's anything more important at the moment. Or there shouldn't be anything more important. "We don't have the time to be fighting amongst ourselves."

[crusades]

Bruce just shoots Dick a wry look. Perhaps he shouldn't be surprised, but Bruce had never considered this an 'us' game. This was the three of them trying to defend a society that didn't necessarily deserve it. Just like always. It's what they do.

"You'd think so."

[mrsarcastic003]

Tim just shrugs a little. "You would, but people aren't always the most rational."