the joined re-entrance of tim and kon!

[mini-supes.livejournal.com]

So, right. Kon hasn't been in the bar for a month because he's been isolating himself, and it must have been inclined to agree with him and not call him in, either. Probably because he would have just turned around and walked right back out. But recently, he's been contacted by two people close to him: first Raven, and then Tim. And he's not intending on isolating himself anymore.

He's not even thinking about the bar, yet. He hasn't had the time. But heading out of this with Tim, intending on going back to the house... well. The bar snuck up on them, as it tends to do. And the barn door, instead of yielding the outside, yielded a bar instead.

"...dude." Kon blinks in surprise, just staring for a moment. "This isn't where we're supposed to be..."

Not that he's complaining.

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[tim-drake.livejournal.com]

Well. Maybe he'd have to say it after all. He sighed, not really wanting to retell the story or relive it, but if he really wanted Steph to be careful... But still, she didn't want to make him worry over him again.

"I got...injured." Understatement of the year, boy wonder.

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Okay, so they were saying it now, right? That was good, because Kon has a hard time not saying things. Especially now, after he hasn't had much practice in having social graces for awhile. Whoops. "Badly. It's okay now, but..."

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"How badly?" Steph demands, eyeing them.

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Well, she was going to get them out of them sooner or later. She was stubborn like that. Sighing, Tim decided that he might as well just say it.

"Kon and Bart had to drag me out of here." He unconciously touched his chest where the scars remained. That had been hard to explain to Batman.

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How -had- he explained it to Batman, anyway?

"Had to take him to a doctor. It was too much for any of us to deal with."

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Steph screws up her face. "You do know there's healers in the bar, right? Who can heal people in, like, a second? Why didn't you go to one of them?"

She's concerned for Tim, but injuries are pretty routine in their line of work, and she knows he understands that as well, so there's only a brief flash of worry in her eyes.

[tim-drake.livejournal.com]

"We knew that. But there weren't enough healers in the bar that night to treat everyone, Steph." And they mostly worked on the minor injuries, trying to heal greater numbers.

And, well...Tim's injuries pretty much fell into the major injuries category. Which needed much surgery and such.

"And even if there had been an available one, I don't think they could have spared the energy to heal me."

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"It was all really bad that night." Injuries, the event, everything. And something like that would happen again, as much as it was nervewracking to think about. It was inevitable, since the place was such a crossroads.

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"So, basically, some nutty werewolf pretty much beat up the whole bar," Steph says, frowning. "And you don't want me to offer to help next time something like that happens? I bet you got injured trying to help. You can't tell me not to do the exact same thing."

[tim-drake.livejournal.com]

"I'm not telling you not to, Steph," Tim tried to explain. "I just want you to be careful. It's different here than it was in Gotham." Just as dangerous, but different kind of loons. Tim wasn't sure he could loose Steph again. That made him, in a way, cowardly.

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"It's not -that-. You were sounding like you'd be reckless." And that would be really, really stupid. Kon isn't going to put that way out loud, but... it was more than true.

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"I'm not reckless," Steph says, wounded. "I'm very careful, really. And I will be careful. I just want to be able to help these people... they've done a lot for me." She swings her legs.

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"I get that, I really do. We just..." Tim sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I just don't want to see you..." He trailed off, not finishing the sentence.

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Kon bites his lip. He doesn't really want to say it either, so he doesn't add anything to the silence.

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Steph blinks. She hadn't, actually, considered that as an explanation for their concern - she'd just assumed they didn't think she was up to it.

"Oh, Tim." She jumps off the table and gives him a hug, being careful of the cast. "I promise. I'll be careful. I wouldn't make you go through that again, even if I did come back. Or you," she adds to Kon, even though he didn't really know her when she died. "I promise."

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Tim returned the hug as best as he could with his good arm, relieved that she understood. It wasn't something he could bear to go through twice, after all. Not after all that's happened.

"Sorry for sounding like your mother. But someone has to do the worrying, right?" He said lightly.

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Yeah, but Tim shouldn't be doing all the worrying. That wasn't fair. Nobody could really stop him from doing it, though.

"I know you'll do good, Steph."

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"Thanks, guys," Steph says, heartfelt. She'd forgotten that people cared about what she did - silly, really, in this place. "And hey, I do enough worrying of my own, thanks." A wry grin. She worries lots about what they do out there, where she can't go to help.

[tim-drake.livejournal.com]

"Why do I feel like you're not worrying for yourself?" Tim said in return, a wry smile of his own on his face. Because, really, it wasn't too hard to guess what Stephanie worried about.

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"So everyone's worrying' about each other." That either evened out to be nice, or really unfair because of all the stress. Kon has no idea which it is.

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"Howja guess?" Steph grins, wryly. "I can't help it. I have to worry about you. You get into all sorts of trouble, and I can't be there to help you any more."

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"I always get through it," Tim said with a shrug of his shoulders. And he did. Physically, anyway. His body always healed.

"Just worry about yourself more, and I'll try to keep out of trouble," he told her with a faint smile.

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"I'll try to keep him outta trouble too." Key word being try. Nobody could really force Tim to do anything he didn't want to do. That wasn't because he was a bat, but just because he was him.

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"You do that, Kon," Steph says, grinning. "You might have to lock him up in Arkham, though. And I bet he'd even get into trouble there." She eyes Tim. "Maybe we could just keep him here. Although I kinda doubt that'd stop the trouble."

[tim-drake.livejournal.com]

"Well, if Connor's there, I don't think I'd protest too much," Tim said oh-so-innocently. Because hey, he liked Ollie's son. They had done some jobs together.