1st Resurrection. Voice.
Nov. 29th, 2012 10:28 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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.]
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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Date: 2012-11-30 07:22 pm (UTC)[She has to wonder what color crayon would be Impressed, but she keeps that to herself. He needs to take her seriously, otherwise he'll write her off and she'll never learn a thing about him.]
What will you do, here?
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Date: 2012-11-30 09:51 pm (UTC)[The smirk on his lips takes on a dangerous quality. From what he's been told, he's stuck in the middle of space with a boat filled with criminals. Some might deserve a second chance, while others deserve nothing more than a bullet in between their eyes. He might not have his guns with him, but that doesn't mean he's weaponless.
The reason he wants to go to the kitchen is because he's hoping to come across cleaning supplies that he can use to make a couple of explosives. Knowing she's reading him at the moment, he derails those thoughts for the time being.]
From what I've gathered, the only person who is going to care about what I do is my warden.
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Date: 2012-11-30 10:00 pm (UTC)[The smirk says enough, but then he goes and tells her everything with his body and and now she's the one grinning and it shows through the cowl. He caught it, tried to cover it up, and almost no one thinks to do that.]
Others will, depending on... what you do. Will want to... see you do well.
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Date: 2012-11-30 10:08 pm (UTC)[Jason matches her grin and takes a step closer to her, so he can get a better look at her cowl. Studying her uniform is giving him some ideas. He needs to connect with Bruce later and see if he can design a couple of new armor sets to wear in this place. He's willing to bet she's not the only one with special gifts here.]
Does that include you, little bat?
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Date: 2012-11-30 10:16 pm (UTC)[She answers both at once, just be difficult. Little Bat brings back memories that are confusing and all tied up in feelings she still doesn't quite understand. There's a pang of sadness because she misses Tai'Darshan and what could have happened there.
And she's red under the cowl now, so glad she's wearing it, because most of her memories about being called little bat include her first examples of what lust looked like.]
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Date: 2012-11-30 10:22 pm (UTC)[Jason might not be the detective the other Robins are, but he's able to put together enough pieces to get a feel for people. Not to mention, he can't imagine anyone who gives up easily on people would want to be stuck in space with a bunch of convicts.]
I bet you even believe someone like me can make use of that so-called second chance, yeah?
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Date: 2012-12-01 12:02 am (UTC)spam
Date: 2012-12-01 12:05 am (UTC)spam
Date: 2012-12-01 12:35 am (UTC)Get in line.
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Date: 2012-12-01 12:58 am (UTC)[Folds his arms behind his back and waits for her.]