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1st Resurrection. Voice.

You know, there are easier ways to get a guy's attention. I know I'm not the easiest guy to get a hold of, but you could try the old fashioned way, and put something up on the sky. Leave a message on a wall, or anything that doesn't include zapping me into space.

Don't get me wrong. I appreciate you saving my ass and all, but I don't do the whole "space travel" thing any more. Though something tells me you're not going to take "no" for an answer, are you?

[Spam.]

[Jason blathers away into the device he discovered, hoping it grabs the attention of whoever is responsible for him being here. Maybe it will distract them and keep them from collecting him right away. In the meantime, he's making his way through the different floors of the Barge, trying to gather anything he can turn into a weapon and gain some information on his current whereabouts.]

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Good luck with that. [Smirks.] As I was telling Blondie, I don't need anyone telling me how to live my life.

You're not my inmate. I don't really care what you get up to.

You don't? No concern about me graduating and getting to return to the land of the living again? I'm hurt, Dickie-bird.

When did you come up with this nickname? It makes you sound like a character in a bad fanfiction. [Which he was exposed to courtesy of Shego's breach counterpart during that TV Show breach. B(]

Edited 2012-11-30 06:35 (UTC)

I pay you a little visit after my return. [Raises his brows.] Are you familiar with bad fanfiction?

Unfortunately. There are some scary people out there on the internet.

Why are you reading any of it in the first place?

There was a public reading of some of it during a breach. We temporarily were actors playing ourselves on a popular TV show called "The Last Voyages". It was weird.

I'm starting to think I'll take my chances with jumping over board and dealing with space.

Don't. The Barge will crash to get you back, which usually just means we land in some wasteland with people trying to kill us.

Why is this place so hell bent on keeping me here? My choices can't matter that much.

[Wonders if this also has something to do with his coming back from the dead. It wouldn't be the first time he's caught the attention of beings who are able to travel across time and space.]

Jason, you've attacked people for no reason other than to make a point, or because you're upset about what happened while we thought you were dead. Maybe that's not Earth shattering, but it's not exactly endearing. [He knows you've attacked and tried to kill Tim like six times, you are in the dog house with him for the rest of forever. B(]

The Admiral thinks you deserve a second chance. Don't waste it.

[If he had his guns on him, he would have attacked Tim for a seventh time :|]

I don't care what the Admiral thinks. Unlike the rest of you, I make the hard choices that need to be made. I attack people because they're selling drugs to kids or breaking out of jail for the twentieth time.

[Flatly:] I missed the part where Tim was a jail-breaking drug dealer.

Time likes to run his mouth [because he would never do something like that]. You should have heard him a few minutes ago.

Think that's kind of a family trait. But neither of us beats the crap out of you or each other unprovoked just because someone said something that hurt our feelings.

He doesn't hurt my feelings, he gets in my way.

Still really not excusable behavior, Jason.

You say that like I care. Who is the Admiral or anyone else here to decide if my behavior is excusable or not? You already said I've been here before and it didn't work.

You vanished. That happens all the time, here. You're from farther along in the timeline than you were last time you were here, there's a decent chance you just don't remember the first time you were on board. Sometimes people come back, and sometimes they don't. Most of the time, inmates who vanish just go back to being dead.

I tried playing the good guy before. Donna and I took off into the multiverse to help restore order. You know what happened? The Bruce who is on this ship as well, was killed by the fucking Joker. Blew his brains out right in front of me.

That's what happens when I soften up and decide to play by the rules you want me to play by.

To be honest, Jason? I don't really care what you do. You're not my responsibility. What I do care about is you attacking people I love because you're so blinded by rage you think it'll help you make yourself feel better, or prove some asinine point. Try to avoid doing that, and I think we can get along just fine. [Meaning he'll monitor from a distance and largely ignore you. He's got too many other problems to deal with than getting into morality disagreements with you.]

Fine by me, Dickie-bird. I'll be seeing you around. [And with that, he disconnects the feed. It's easier to cut the feed and end the conversation than deal with the fact that some of the things Dick said bother him.]

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