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Dude, where's my Batmobile?
"You ever think of picking up a sidekick?"
Idle chatter is idle, but meeting honest-to-God superheroes is interesting, and she has questions. Leela and Terry are wandering through the ship to the transport tubes to get to the Weapons and Possessions Lockers to look for Terry's batsuit. (And are both completely open to conversation with anyone else).
Idle chatter is idle, but meeting honest-to-God superheroes is interesting, and she has questions. Leela and Terry are wandering through the ship to the transport tubes to get to the Weapons and Possessions Lockers to look for Terry's batsuit. (And are both completely open to conversation with anyone else).
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"Besides," he said, giving a slight shrug, "there's no way Bruce would let anyone join me. Not after Tim..." He then grinned, and laughed. "And I think he'd go nuts with two teenagers around the manor."
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"I dunno." He finally managed to say. "Maybe. Maybe he saw something in me that he didn't see in the Robins. Or maybe he knew Gotham needed Batman, and I was the only person who stood up to do it."
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"Drinking horn, no. Speargun, close, but no cigar. Cigars . . . nice. Cuban. Aha!"
A cargo-jeans-wearing, +1 AC shirted beanpole stands up, a pair of twin antique revolvers in his hands. "My heat! Score!" He spins the guns once before tucking them into the holsters on his belt and catches sight of the new people in the room, who he nods at before turning to look for ammunition.
Then he does a double-take.
"Leels?"
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But she recognizes him.
"Screech?"
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Still. STILL!
"Fuck it! Screech!"
Super-hug!
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She'd be getting hugged whether she wanted to or not! Even though Allen has to bed over nearly in half to get his arms around her, just like usual. "Man! I'd ask how you're doing, but I already know how you're doing, so I'm just going to hug you and look smug about it."
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Still, he grinned a little and held out his hand to shake Allen's.
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Plus he's, uh, seen your show. Not that he's going to say it.
"Anyway, I can keep a secret. You know she used to keep an action figure of your mentor on her desk at work?" He jerks a thumb at Leela. "She and my wife would make him fight Hellboy during slow hours."
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"It ain't a secret anymore if you tell people."
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"Man, at least she -" he gestured at Leela, "at least she tries to break it to me gently that I'm not real in your world."
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To Terry, he adds, "I didn't say anything about you or Bruce not being real, I just said he had an action figure. Isn't merchandising about as opportunistic as a vulture in your Gotham, too?"
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