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Terry had sent the message out, and now he was waiting on one of the couches in the obs deck. He'd heard about Jason being on the ship, but had yet to meet him. Well, it was about time that he did. They were all part of the same family, in a sense. He figured that more or less made them allies. And it was important to know his allies.

[ooc: This is mostly for Jason, but anyone in the area can feel free to talk to Terry. Just do so in a separate thread from the Jason stuff, please.]

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Jason hadn't replied to the message, but he was curious. Who in the world was this kid, and what was his connection to the main bat? Curiosity got the best of him and he moved into the obs desk, his hands shoved into the pockets of the jeans Dick had gotten him.

"You called?"

Terry took a good look at Jason. He couldn't help but think back to his first conversation with Tim. He didn't even really know who Jason Todd was, but according to Tim, he was supposed to be dead. This was a little surreal, to say the least.

"If you're Jason Todd, the former Robin, then yeah, I did."

"The one and only." He stopped walking, standing in front of the guy who looked about the same as as he was. That would make things at least a little easier. "So what'd you want?"

Terry knew that I want to know why you're not dead when someone I trust told me you are probably wouldn't go over well. Even if it was the thing he was really curious about. Fortunately, that wasn't his only reason for calling Jason here.

"I've worked with Bruce. Not exactly the same way you and all the other Robins did, but I still know him. If you were a Robin, you're part of the weird family he created. Figured if I know the rest of 'em, I should meet you, too."

He snorted as he heard that. Family. Jason had lost all rights to be apart of the family when he had tried to kill Tim the first time. His whole time here was being dedicated to getting back into the good graces of his dear father. But he didn't even think it was possible.

"I haven't been a Robin for a very long. Heck, no one but Dick even speaks to me. So I'm not much in with the family either."

Terry shrugged. "I don't think any of them talk to each other much in my time." He left out the part were he thought it was mostly Bruce's fault. "I met most of them for the first time here. But this thing with the Ohm means that we're probably all gonna have to work together at some point. I already trust the old man to fight with me, and it'd make everything a lot easier if I know and trust his old family, too."

This was a side of himself that Terry didn't often show. It was that spark - of leadership, maturity, whatever - that Bruce must have seen in him when he agree to let him be the new Batman.

Jason regarded the guy before him with a closed off expression. This guy didn't know anything about him, yet wanted to trust him? It didn't make any sense to him, but then again, very little on this boat did.

"You don't even know me. There's way you could, and then say that." He shook his head. He really hated to burst this bubble, but it had to be done.

Terry snorted, a dark grin creeping across his face. "Wow, that sound almost exactly like what I used to say to people right after I got out of juvie."

"Besides, as Batman, I at least need to keep tabs on the people that've been connected to the legacy." His tone was pretty ambiguous, but when he said that, he really meant that he need to know how to take any of them down if he needed to. He'd already had to fight Tim twice, after all.

"Why am I not surprised you were in juvie." Jason was actually surprised. This kid reminded him of Dick and Tim mixed up into one. But then again, Tim had busted him out of jail once. Dick though, he had that whole point of his life where he worked for the mob. They were all bad seeds at one point it seemed. Just none of them killed. Which is why he wasn't in the family.

"What was that?" He blinked a bit and had to shake his head a few times. Did this kid just call himself Batman? "I think I heard you wrong. Did you just say that you were Batman? Maybe you meant you're Batboy. There's no way you're Batman. None." He didn't find this as funny as when Steph has said she was Batgirl. This was more like being punched in the gut, several times.

Terry ignored the slight about juvie. He'd gotten much worse back home.

The 'Batboy' thing, though? His eye involuntarily twitched. It was subtle, the rest of his face rather neutral, but noticeable enough. If there was one thing guaranteed to raise his hackles, it was a jab about him being Batman. "Yeah, Batman," he said, his voice that dangerous sort of calm you hear on someone before right before they snap and start swinging bunches. "And I don't think you get to decide if I am or not."

Jason was used to the tone. It was one Kyle used on him every time they talked. Heck it was the tone that he used against most people back home. So he wasn't phased. A bit strange hearing it directed at him, but nothing really enough to put him off.

"Batman? Honestly?" He blinked a bit. This felt like a kick to the balls. "What year are you from?"

"2053. I started in 2050." He could have just left it at that, but he was starting to get defensive. "And in case you're wondering, Bruce is still alive in my world. He agreed to let me be Batman."

Truth be told, Terry didn't want anyone to think that he had stolen the title, or forced Bruce to let him have it. Sure, he stole the Batsuit, but he had been willing to give it up after he almost killed Powers. Bruce had let him be Batman, even if Terry had taken the suit. Or at least that was how he justified the theft to himself.

Jason blinked. That was just so far in the future. How had the old man lived so long? It was really mind boggling. "Alternate Universe..." The words left his mouth before he could stop them. But the sadness wasn't hiding from his words and voice.

"Sorry Terry. Maybe you are Batman back in your world. And you're a damn lucky bastard at that. But Bruce... back where I'm from... he's gone. Dead." He shakes his head a bit. His heart hurting as he spoke. Because he knew that even if Bruce was here, and he might be able to connect with him, it wasn't the same.

Terry didn't want to touch the subject of alternate universes with a ten foot pole. It made his head hurt trying to figure out all the differences. Still, it was kind of unavoidable, wasn't it?

"Yeah, I know," he replied curtly to the comment about Bruce being dead. "Damien told me. So have a few other people. It's not the only thing different about our worlds, either. Like the way that Barbara Gordon is paralyzed in your world, but fine in mine." Or how you don't seem to exist.

He blinked a bit and watched the guy in front of him. There was something he wasn't saying. And Jason was starting to get pissed. He shook his head and then smiled.

"Seems that our dear old Batgirl leaves a print on everyone." He frowns a bit. "And you can thank the Joker for paralyzing her. If it hadn't been for the old man, I would have handled him myself." A dark look passed over his eyes, but he didn't look away. It was obvious that he had serious issues with the Clown Prince of Crime. Huge, mammoth sized issues.

Wait, that's how Barbara Gordon was paralyzed? But the Joker? "That goddamned sonuva &%#$@. Seems like every universe he has to ruin at least one person's life," he said. It just popped out before he could really think. He couldn't help it - if there was one person he hated more then Derek Powers, the man that had his father murdered, it was the Joker.

Jason smirked. "In mine, he's ruined far more than one life." He shook his head and looked away. His hand going up to his hair and rubbing at something hidden underneath. A small scar that you couldn't see, but Jason knew was there. Just like the bruises that he could see on his fingers, but weren't really there.

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