Sooo...Meet-y

[cityship]

The rest of the crew assembled on the Observation Deck to meet the latest editions to their number. After the recent revelation, many of them were even more eager to see people they knew from home.

Brainiac 5 and Sensor were set up near the doors to provide the new people with omnicoms and comm rings.

There's a lot to tell the new people. It's going to be a lot to take in.

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[better-robin.livejournal.com]

"Two thousand nine. Why? What year do you think it is?" He narrowed his eyes. "Shouldn't you know this? If you're supposedly Batman?"

[beyondgotham.livejournal.com]

"I don't 'think' it's any year," Terry snapped, "I know that the year I was grabbed from was Twenty fifty-three. Not like it matters here, anyways."

Really, though, 2009. That was a long time ago, by Terry's standpoint. A long time before he was born. But Bruce was around in his time.

"And I'm not supposedly Batman, I am Batman," he growled.

[better-robin.livejournal.com]

"Of course you are," Damian said. Really, it's amazing how condescending someone so small can be. "Fine, you're from the far distant future. How nice."

[beyondgotham.livejournal.com]

Terry will not hit a child. Terry will not hit a child. Terry will not hit a child. He doesn't need to break the other hand, after all.

"Look," Terry said, "I don't need to prove myself to you. I've proven myself to Gotham enough times already. But I am from your future, and the old man is still alive in my time."

[better-robin.livejournal.com]

"Hm. Maybe Drake actually succeeds, then." He sounded pretty dubious about the chances of that being true. "People don't always stay dead, I suppose."