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*Raph door to the Staff Quarters opens, and Raph walks through. He's been doing this a lot lately, it's really all he can do.
If one watched him long enough, they'd noticed that it's all one really long pacing path.*

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*Tim watches raph, frowning.*

so, uh, why aren't you on the roof?

Hi to you too Tim.

*Tim perks up and waves cheerfully.*

Hi Raph!

Okay, knock that shit off.

*Tim shrugs and slouches again.*

So, whats with the Hugh Hefner look?

*he shrugs*
What else I got to do?

I'm out of the loop you purple haired punk. What happened?

*The above is said with absolutely no hint of insult in it. Just friendly teasing.*

Deadpool sent me a dye bomb for Christmas, an' Mikey opened it.
the li'l shit.

*Tim laughs.*

Wow, we on security just have no luck with bombs, huh? The Weasleys gave me one to hold for bernard while he was comatose, and the boss man went overboard because i forgot i had it. It was safe in my coat, but still... i got my pay docked for a month.

You're shittin' me! He docked you a month for that?
*he shakes his head*

An' I get indefinite containment for havin' a bomb, but he can get'um imported in from wandwaverland.

What the fuck man? What the fuck.

*bingo*

He confined you to quarters? Good lord..... Well, no one ever accused our boss of being sane... I'm sure he has reasons.... Just like,m y'know, i have reasons for setting silence bombs in his room to go off the next time he decides to get jiggy.

*Raph's face blanches.*

You do not!

*Tim studies raphs face.*

No... no i don't. I haven't gotten around to it yet. Why, what've you got in there?

ME? Oh nothing....nothing at all.
*He's not really trying to look innocent*

*Tim groans.*

So... When should i duck, and did you need any assistance?

*He grins*
If I knew what you were talkin'bout, an' I ain't sayin' I do. I might say that phase one was complete. Phase two might be in the works.

But...since I don't know what you're talkin'bout, clearly we never had this conversation.

What conversation? I ever show you how i wired my room magically to be completely safe from any risk of being voerheard?

*Tim blinks innocently*

Wow, that is certainly a very unusual nugget of info right there. You know, I'd be interested to see that. You know, for the sake of Science.

*Tim stands to head for the door, then notes the boss and his girl.*

Ah, Raph... did phase two necitate them being out of the room? or was it an ambush in the hallway?

Out of the hall, why?

*He turns and watches the two of them leave down the Staff Corridor.*

Well there goes that.
*And then he grins and gets comfy.*

*Tim mutters under his breath and his face becomes amask of emotionlessness.*

Masking charm... you want one?

Nah. I'm good.
He an' I had a talk today. Things are better.

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