milliways_bar | tim drake inna dress.

There was a new girl in the bar. She looked mildly surprised to find herself there, but more or less stared at the location that she had turned out in. From her style of dress that consisted of a nice red dress that came down past her knees, revealing smooth legs and high-heeled shoes, not to mention how tidy her straight chestnut hair was as it brushed against her mid-back was, it could be guessed that she had come from some sort of party or function.

Bright green eyes lined neatly with eyeliner and touched up with eyeshadow eyed the surroundings warily, her cherry red lips tightening in a line. She was actually quite the looker when it came down to it, but she looked mildly irritated at the moment.

You couldn't blame her, though. That was because of one primary reason -- she was actually a boy.

Tim Drake, to be exact, or better known as Robin, formidable sidekick to the Dark Knight.

So why was he in such a get up? He had been asked by Bruce to be his date for a function because he would rather not make the effort of finding a complete stranger to go with. And it seemed that Cassandra had been busy for the night.

A sigh escaped those painted lips. He was never doing this ever again.

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Even Tim looked a bit disappointed when Kon pulled back, but he hesitantly detached his hands from where they had been clutching Kon's shirt.

"Um...yes." They definitely needed to get out of there. "Where to, though?"

Kon wasn't exactly processing thoughts well here. All he knew was the destination should be 'somewhere else'. "Well," He says. "There's.... bar. Rooms. If you don't want to have to explain to Batman."

Yeah, that sounded like an idea. Good idea, even. Because he didn't really want to have to explain to Bruce why he suddenly disappeared for a long period of time.

"That...sounds good." He then craned his neck a little. "Bar?"

And viola! Room key.

Kon never really thought the fact that their time tended to stop when they were in Milliways would ever come in handy like this. But... it was a good thing it did, huh?

He grabs the key and pockets it as he stands up. Kon then pauses for a moment, and smirks at a whim. Oh... why not? "You're the girl," He informs Tim, "So you get to be carried."

Before there can be any protest, Kon grabs the other boy and lifts him up.

At suddenly being lifted up and carried, Tim let out a tiny squeak. It was a good thing that he was distracted, or Kon might have lost permanent control over some body parts. He was a Bat, after all.

"I can't believe this..." He muttered as he colored, but he wrapped his arms around Kon's neck and buried his head in the crook of Kon's shoulder.

Kon just grins. Carrying Tim is... surprisingly enjoyable. Hmm. He'll have to watch and make sure it doesn't become a habit.

He heads for the stairs. (http://www.livejournal.com/users/mini_supes/7799.html)

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