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Cy wasn't planning to do a costume this year. He considered just turning on his Stone hologram, but school got too busy. (And also, he did Halloween in Jump City, combined with a victory parade for the Giants, the local baseball team. So he was kind of pooped.

The Bar, as usual, has other ideas.

Fortunately, the head comes off, so Cy can eat and breathe.

<small>{ooc: Tip of the Giants hat to Pablo Sandoval, aka Kung Fun Panda, for the inspiration.]

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Jay doesn't laugh. Not on the outside anyway. Besides it's creepy in the make-up. Instead he brings over a plate of pumpkin cookies. "Happy Halloween."

Cy has to look for a second. And process the voice. "Same to you, Jay."

"Sorry, I know the make-up's a bit creepy. But it's got to be comfier than the panda suit?"

"At least the head comes off, but yeah. Not my idea. Got too busy this year to plan anything more than maybe using my holoprojector." He takes a cookie.

"No big Tower party this year? How are things going with the team shake up?"

"So far, so good, overall. The east coast and west coast rosters are moving forward.

"But if you're going to ask, I haven't talked to Nightwing yet." And he's tempted to put that head back on so he doesn't have to see Jay glaring at him about this.

Jay holds his hands out defensively. "Your life, your call, mate. I can offer advice based on the world I know but what you do with it is totally up to you. I've got no call to be telling anyone what they should be doing."

"Good to know." Cy might have been projecting just a bit. "Is your world's Nightwing just a tiny bit overbearing and passive aggressive?"

Jay can't help but snort. "Cy, we are the sons of the Bat. Along with dumb-ass pixie boot; overbearing and passive aggressive are our signature moves. If I do it to you here, feel free to sock me one."

"You know I don't really pull punches well, right?" He smiles when he says that. "But I hear ya."

"We should spar some time. Been a while since I tangled with anyone with your skills."

"I don't do a lot of sparring. My skills tend not to lend themselves to that."

"Do you want to? I can teach you if your interested?"

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"It might not be a bad thing. Always good to increase my skill set."

"And to keep mine sharp. Come find me when you've got an afternoon free. There's a spot outside I use for training. We can go out and muck around some time."

"How much sparring do you do? How much training?"

"I've upped my training lately, getting ready to go back home at some point. Been working out every day and working with my sparring 'bots every second day. I spar with people much anyone here I can learn from."

"Sparring bots? Like in the movies?" One movie in particular, of course, that one with the lightsabers.

"Depend what movies you've been watching." Jay shrugs, pulling up a 3D projection of his sparring bots. They're humanoid in size and shape, faceless and clad in white plastic with hands capable of holding most weapons.

"OK, those are pretty cool. Not like anything I saw in a movie. You got them here?" Cy wants to meet one, of course, and study it.

"I've love to take credit but I found them in one of the garage scrap dumps and fixed them up. No idea what they were originality built for but they've worked out well as sparring practice."

"Sure, they're down in the garage." He nods towards the lift.

"Would to seem them. But not dressed like this." He bets the gloves won't come off anyway.

Jay nods understandingly. "Swing past the garage when you're out of the suit. You're welcome in the workshop any time."

"I will make sure to do that." Cy never passes up any chance to see tech. Except on Halloween.

[ooc: fade?]

"I'll see you round, mate." Jay nods and leave him to his study.

{ooc: works for me. Thanks!}

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