oo3. text.

[crossestheline]

Hey Admiral, while you're scraping the bottom barrel of hell for inmates, why not grab Attila the Hun while you're at it?

Fuck this place. Even Arkham does a better job.

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Private.

[peektuttut]

What. [He can't even phrase it as a question, it's too utterly absurd and WHAT.]

Private.

[crossestheline]

You heard me. I met the Bruce who was here during my travels. The two of us fought together for awhile. [Before he gets his head smashed in.]

He gave me the Red Robin costume, which you eventually end up wearing. [Tsks.] You need your own style, Timmy.

Private.

[peektuttut]

Red Robin? I don't think so. Sounds kind of lame to me. [This is all being filed in the TO THINK ABOUT LATER bin in his mind.]

Private.

[crossestheline]

What I'm trying to figure out is how you got the suit. I threw it out in the garbage when I was done. I didn't take you for the dumpster diving type.

Private.

[peektuttut]

Dude, I don't know what you're talking about. I'm not Red Robin.

Private.

[crossestheline]

Not now, but you will become him. Unless you make a deal here that changes all of that. [Shrugs his shoulders.] Even if you don't chose that name, you'll still need a new one.