Dude, where's my Batmobile?

[daaayum.livejournal.com]

"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).

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[beyondgotham.livejournal.com]

"She'd kill me if I said it, but I think of Max as a sort of sidekick. Except she doesn't fight, and I kind of yelled at her when she almost got killed after trying to help me out with Curare." Seemed he yelled at girls a lot.

"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."

[twelvevoltman.livejournal.com]

Inside the Weapons and Possessions lockers, someone is already rooting through stuff.

"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?"