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So, every other time I've come here, it's been while in costume. It's been as Robin, teenage vigilante, prowling the streets by night, living a secret life by day. Nobody here (well, nobody who doesn't know from before I came here) knows about my real identity.
So when I walk into the bar in my civilian clothes, no mask, no cape, I'm a little worried. I don't panic, exactly; I'm able to keep my cool, shift my school bag on my shoulder, look like I belong. There's no way anyone here knows everyone that comes in and out of this place, so I should be able to fit in without a problem. The door is, when I glance casually behind me, gone, but I've been told it can happen. I try not to worry.
On the outside, I'm just Alvin Draper (like I'd use my real name), normal teenage guy, here on his way to school; on the inside, I'm Tim Drake, Robin, and I'm flipping out.
That's my life, never a dull moment.
So when I walk into the bar in my civilian clothes, no mask, no cape, I'm a little worried. I don't panic, exactly; I'm able to keep my cool, shift my school bag on my shoulder, look like I belong. There's no way anyone here knows everyone that comes in and out of this place, so I should be able to fit in without a problem. The door is, when I glance casually behind me, gone, but I've been told it can happen. I try not to worry.
On the outside, I'm just Alvin Draper (like I'd use my real name), normal teenage guy, here on his way to school; on the inside, I'm Tim Drake, Robin, and I'm flipping out.
That's my life, never a dull moment.
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Oracle will be Oracle; she'll plan and she'll plot and when everything is ready, then she'll tell me exactly where to be and what to do. So I don't bother wondering what her plans are.
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"How are you holding up? Here, I mean." With Stephanie.
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Big understatement. I pause for a few moments, and then, failing to be casual, ask "Have you seen or met Steph's boyfriend, by any chance? I haven't yet."
Yet.
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"The ex-boyfriend? Zuko?" She nods slowly, "Once. He seemed... nice but boring, really. Not someone I really would have put with her."
That's what you get when you meet someone while they're in the throes of insanity.
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I'm not sure if this is good news for me or what, but it's...interesting...
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"Problems. Yeah, I can see how that'd cause a lot of problems. And before you get into it, no, I don't need to be told that the Steph here is different than the Steph I know, and any feelings I might have for her should not be expressed here in this place. It would only make things more difficult for her, especially if that's why her old boyfriend dumped her."
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She reaches up to rub her temple, "I need you to... not interfere back home either. Things are... very delicate. We're talking about changing history in a way, and a miscalculation could unravel time itself."
Not that just such a thing hasn't happened a few times in the ol' home universe. But it's still bad.