http://someboywonder.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] someboywonder.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] milliways_bar2007-05-06 10:18 pm

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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.

[identity profile] twiceahero.livejournal.com 2007-05-08 05:43 pm (UTC)(link)
She nods, then lets herself switch topics.

"How are you holding up? Here, I mean." With Stephanie.

[identity profile] twiceahero.livejournal.com 2007-05-11 01:13 am (UTC)(link)
"Awkward," Barbara smiles just a bit, "That's a good word, even if it's probably an understatement."

"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.

[identity profile] twiceahero.livejournal.com 2007-05-11 01:27 am (UTC)(link)
"That's... the part I'm not sure about," Barbara frowns. "From what I can tell, it seems that he dumped her on account of her being dead. She took it pretty hard, and I think it may cause problems," she looks up, "Between the two of you."

[identity profile] twiceahero.livejournal.com 2007-05-21 10:50 am (UTC)(link)
"Robin," Barbara frowns, "I know this is hard on you. And I don't want to make it harder, but..."

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.