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[chapsandcowl.livejournal.com]

Characters: Tim Drake and YOU (yes, you)
Setting: Library
Format: Brackets but feel free to use prose.
Summary: Newbie having something like a quiet mental breakdown in the library. Approach him during any part of his information gathering.
Warnings: None.


[As soon as Tim had arrived in the tower, he was determined to find out why he was brought here. Sorry, but he's not buying anything about his world being destroyed. He's helped save it far too many times to accept that.

So, the only logical place to go (besides interrogating various workers and other kidnapped people) is the library. Unfortunately, there was no section on the history of this place or even other worlds, so now Tim is striding quickly through the aisles of bookshelves, pulling books down at random to hold in his arms. That's not all of them, though -- just outside one of the aisles is a group of stacked books, unnecessarily high, where Tim is dumping them all.

Eventually, he sits cross-legged in the middle of all the stacks and starts to flip through the books at speed, skimming them for information. He doesn't particularly care if he looks odd; it seems like a good portion of the people here are just as curious about this place as he is.

As he reaches the end of a rather thick encyclopedia, he discards it a bit roughly and groans to himself.]

Oh, come on, there has to be something useful hidden in one of these books.

Comments

[chapsandcowl.livejournal.com]

What? [His eyes widen. That isn't the spoiler he was expecting.]

But isn't she...? [Dead.]

[spacehipster]

No--well, yes, except not. She's a time travellor too!

[WHY AREN'T YOU EXCITED FOR THE SPACE MAKEOUTS]

[chapsandcowl.livejournal.com]

[He still looks mildly shocked, but he's in the process of composing himself.] That's one way to beat the system.

[spacehipster]

It's the best way to beat the system.

But that's River for you. Brilliant River. River Song. My companion.

[chapsandcowl.livejournal.com]

She's your companion now? Or was, before here.

[spacehipster]

Well. No. Sort of. A little.

It's complicated.

But you, you're a superhero. I bet you've got a girl. Oooh, a girl. You've got to have one. All superheroes have one. The Mary Jane to your Peter Parker. The Catwoman to your Batman. The lady to your gentleperson.

What's her name? I bet it's nice, like River. Wait. No. River's not a nice name. River's an evil name belonging to a mean woman who shoots hats and tells me to turn the parking breaks off and is the best at smoochy smoochy and--

Not the point! The girl is the point! Is she cute? Do you fancy her? You do, don't you? You fancy the pants off of her!

Do you want to talk about it? We can talk about it. Eat crisps and talk about girls. It's a thing I do now.

Well, tried to do. Ish. Kazran wasn't really ready for it. Of course, it's not like he needed my help. Just ran off for smoochies, and left me all alone with Marilyn Monroe. Very rude of him. I don't know how I survived. I almost got married. Again. She's very persuasive. 

[chapsandcowl.livejournal.com]

I don't have anyone right now. [He has the decency to look regretful while admitting this and runs a hand through his hair.] I kind of screwed that up majorly.

[spacehipster]

Oi, what's all this then? Why are you making that face? Screwing up is only temporary, you know. You can always always always always fix things or move forward. That's one of the wonderful things about humans, they're quick to fix and to forgive.

[chapsandcowl.livejournal.com]

I can't exactly fix things now, can I? [Aaand subject change is a go. Acting like that part of the conversation didn't just happen.]

So, is anyone else you know here?