Early night
((Sigh, when you have work at 7 am and a 40 minute car ride to get there. =.=
not.
very.
cool.))
Dick goes and hugs Clark, “Congrats again, man. Hope things go well.” Yawning, he continues, “and with that, I leave you. ‘Night, Clark.”
May 2012
7 posts
totallyworksforthesmithsonian:
He looked at her. Dear lord it’s hard not to laugh when she does this, I’m surprised. Would have thought they’d pegged you for a CIA operative by now.” Smiling, he continues, “But I’ve been away for a while. Lots of things have happened while I’ve been out. Mostly I’ve been holed up training. Can’t let this work get the better of you. Though training has it’s ups and downs.”
*nods* I get that. I’ve been doing a lot more training too. And plan to keep at it. Especially if I do decide to make a go out of the side kick costume thing.
*hugs him* Aww, cupcakes and finding a significant other that is in the same business is important staying positive too.
Dick looks at her oddly, “If you decide to make a go out of the ‘side kick costume thing’? Don’t tell me…you do know that your employers, the government, do frown on this whole masked vigilante thing, right?”
totallyworksforthesmithsonian:
thenighthaswings replied to your post: (In a mocking tone,) ‘oh, yeah, uh, I work for the, you know, the Smithsonian—’ ‘You’re lying.’ ‘W-what!?!? No! I do work for the Cen—I mean, Smithsonian!’
“Better.” Dick puts a hand on her arm, trying to suppress a laugh, “much better.”
Hey not all of us had the master at secret keeping train us from a young age on keeping your cover story. *sticks her tongue out* Nobody at the school I’m teaching at right now think I’m anything but a sub. And Trigger Lily isn’t well known yet either. How have you been, Dick?
He looked at her. Dear lord it’s hard not to laugh when she does this, I’m surprised. Would have thought they’d pegged you for a CIA operative by now.” Smiling, he continues, “But I’ve been away for a while. Lots of things have happened while I’ve been out. Mostly I’ve been holed up training. Can’t let this work get the better of you. Though training has it’s ups and downs.”
“Well hello there. I don’t believe we’ve been introduced. I’m Dick.”
thenighthaswings replied to your post: Jumping on Kal, he hugs the man as tight as possible, even if he knows that he won’t feel it at all. “Holy crap, I missed you man.”
“I know, Kal,” he said, almost coming to tears, “how have you been, friend?”
Clark patted Dick on the shoulder, continuing to smile brightly. “Dick, please, call me Clark. And everything has been wonderful lately. I’m getting married!”
The combined look of shock and excitement on Dick’s face tells everything, “Oh, congratulations! I’m guessing your better half is taking care of the preparations.” He laughs, hugging Clark again.
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March 2012
24 posts
((OOC))
((And now it’s time for bed, my friends. I will be seeing you guys tomorrow! ))
He thinks for a minute, “Kor’i,” ah, he remembered, “Starfire? Or am I confused? It’s been a while, I’ve got to reconnect with so many people.”
“Yep, Starfire,” She nodded, “She’s a good one to remember, she’s important… at least in my time. Very important to you.”
“Ah, from your time. You know, this whole alternate universe thing messes with memories a bunch. Ah,” he says as memories flood back, “what about her?”
thenighthaswings asked: “Well hi there, Bel. Long time no see. I hear that you and Clark are hitting it off.” He smiles at her knowingly. “You learning how to bake pies?”
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Perhaps
“Oh god, who is this woman. What has Clark got you doing?” He stares at her blankly as she stirs the filling for what looks to be the 3rd pie.
“He likes pie,” she said, shrugging. “I have found a healthy outlet, on top of my usual brooding and clown-punching.” Bel leaned in, whispering to him. “I’m not really fond of the apron. But, for now, it’ll have to do. You want to lick the spoon?”
“Well, I guess he does. Don’t think that man could ever get himself away from a fresh baked pie. Probably shouldn’t tell that to anyone who’s out to get him. And I think that the apron suits you, Bel.” He tries so hard to stop himself from laughing, but it’s just not possible.
The woman shrugged and turned away from him, pouring the filling into a pie-crust.
“Sometimes, I just like to do nice things for him,” she said, softly. “I can’t do much else for him, after all. He’s Superman.”
When she’d finished pouring and set the bowl down, he picks it up and grabs the spoon to clean up the bowl and taste the filling.
“Ah, mmf, yeah,” he says with the spoon in his mouth right after taking a giant spoonful of the stuff. “I think he’s happy. So, you been keeping the city out of trouble with him?”
thenighthaswings asked: “Well hi there, Bel. Long time no see. I hear that you and Clark are hitting it off.” He smiles at her knowingly. “You learning how to bake pies?”
…
Perhaps
“Oh god, who is this woman. What has Clark got you doing?” He stares at her blankly as she stirs the filling for what looks to be the 3rd pie.
“He likes pie,” she said, shrugging. “I have found a healthy outlet, on top of my usual brooding and clown-punching.” Bel leaned in, whispering to him. “I’m not really fond of the apron. But, for now, it’ll have to do. You want to lick the spoon?”
“Well, I guess he does. Don’t think that man could ever get himself away from a fresh baked pie. Probably shouldn’t tell that to anyone who’s out to get him. And I think that the apron suits you, Bel.” He tries so hard to stop himself from laughing, but it’s just not possible.
He looks at her, tilting his head to the side, “Wait. Wait. Wally, that little kid? He, HE, of all people, has a kid? Oh, that’s rich.” Trying to imagine Wally…no. He shakes his head, still not believing this. Wally…
“Yep, but he grows up a little first.” She grinned, “And, I have three brothers.”
“I really hope he grows up. And that man seems to be doing well. How is he grown up? I’m guessing he never loses that childishness that he has”
“No, he’s still childish and funny sometimes.” She admitted, “It’s a side of him I hardly ever see though. He’s been rather… well, work orientated since my mother passed away when I was eleven.”
“Oh, I’m sorry to hear that. I hope he’s still doing well.” Dick looks a bit sad after hearing about this.
“It’s okay, he’s doing fine now.” She smiled lightly, “You helped him a lot through those first years, I think you understood what he was going through. Say, you know Kor’i, right?”
He thinks for a minute, “Kor’i,” ah, he remembered, “Starfire? Or am I confused? It’s been a while, I’ve got to reconnect with so many people.”
thenighthaswings asked: “Well hi there, Bel. Long time no see. I hear that you and Clark are hitting it off.” He smiles at her knowingly. “You learning how to bake pies?”
…
Perhaps
“Oh god, who is this woman. What has Clark got you doing?” He stares at her blankly as she stirs the filling for what looks to be the 3rd pie.
“Finally. Who is it? Do I need to give him the talk?” He laughs at this, wondering who she finally fell for.
She laughs. “I think Bel has that covered, she’s made several threats on the guys life already.” Chel looks around conspiratorially, before whispering in his ear, “It’s Conner Kent, y’know, Superboy. The two of them are just over the moon for each other.”
“Superboy’s with Tiffy,” he says. “Well, he better not jump over the moon with her.” He laughs awkwardly at the joke. “And at least someone’s keeping an eye on her. Got to make sure to thank Bel for taking care of them in my absence.”
“He probably would if she asked him to…Also, by the way did you know she has a piercing? She’s becoming quite the little rebel…” Chel smiled, thinking of her mentor. “So, anything fun happen to you, while you were gone?”
“Oh gods, what has this world come to. Tiffy getting a boyfriend, a piercing,” He trails off, just wondering how any of this could have happened. “I’m going to have to give her a talking to. “I’ve really been just doing normal things, you know how it is for us. Unless something big’s going on, it’s just the every day thugs and creeps. Been taking care of them for a while now.”
He looks at her, tilting his head to the side, “Wait. Wait. Wally, that little kid? He, HE, of all people, has a kid? Oh, that’s rich.” Trying to imagine Wally…no. He shakes his head, still not believing this. Wally…
“Yep, but he grows up a little first.” She grinned, “And, I have three brothers.”
“I really hope he grows up. And that man seems to be doing well. How is he grown up? I’m guessing he never loses that childishness that he has”
“No, he’s still childish and funny sometimes.” She admitted, “It’s a side of him I hardly ever see though. He’s been rather… well, work orientated since my mother passed away when I was eleven.”
“Oh, I’m sorry to hear that. I hope he’s still doing well.” Dick looks a bit sad after hearing about this.
“Finally. Who is it? Do I need to give him the talk?” He laughs at this, wondering who she finally fell for.
She laughs. “I think Bel has that covered, she’s made several threats on the guys life already.” Chel looks around conspiratorially, before whispering in his ear, “It’s Conner Kent, y’know, Superboy. The two of them are just over the moon for each other.”
“Superboy’s with Tiffy,” he says. “Well, he better not jump over the moon with her.” He laughs awkwardly at the joke. “And at least someone’s keeping an eye on her. Got to make sure to thank Bel for taking care of them in my absence.”
speed-girl started following you
Dick holds his hand out to the girl, waiting to shake hers, “Well hi there. The name’s Grayson. Dick Grayson.”
She shook his hand, smirking and trying not to laugh, “Hello Dick, I’m Iris West.”
Seeing her trying not to laugh is just unbearable, and Dick bursts out laughing himself, quickly stifling it, “Yeah, it’s not as good as, ‘Bond. James Bond,’” he says in a corny British accent, “So who are you exactly? I mean, the red and yellow suit, I’d guess you’re a Flash, but you never know these days.”
“Kid Flash,” She corrected, laughing a little, “Number 3. I’m from the future. Your friend Wally is my father.”
He looks at her, tilting his head to the side, “Wait. Wait. Wally, that little kid? He, HE, of all people, has a kid? Oh, that’s rich.” Trying to imagine Wally…no. He shakes his head, still not believing this. Wally…
“Yep, but he grows up a little first.” She grinned, “And, I have three brothers.”
“I really hope he grows up. And that man seems to be doing well. How is he grown up? I’m guessing he never loses that childishness that he has”
ladyacro-bat replied to your post:~swings down from the roof~ Hey there, handsome
She cracks a smile at him. “Not too shabby yourself, there, Dickie-bird~!.”
The nickname brings back memories and he smiles. Ah, he missed these people. “Thanks. I’ve missed you guys so much, you have no idea. It’s great to be back.”
“Well, where’ve you been, stranger? Of in the great beyond, running important missions, no doubt?” She gave him a big hug. “I’m glad you’re back safely.”
He hugs her back tightly, “Yeah, they always tell me these missions are important…but you know how it is. Just beating up some thugs here and there. Nothing special. What has my old crew been up to?”
She shrugs. “Same old, same old…Did you hear little Tiffy’s got a special someone?” She giggled into her glove.
“Finally. Who is it? Do I need to give him the talk?” He laughs at this, wondering who she finally fell for.