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How much for these?

[The shops in Fisherman's Horizon aren't all that whelming. At least the air here is clean compared to Gotham. It feels... weird. Nice, but weird. There's a young boy with dark hair and blue eyes browsing a little way's away from Drunkman Alley. He gets himself a pair of sunglasses — or tries to, until the shop owner makes a face and tells him there's a "problem".]

Huh? Oh — gil, right. Sorry, my bad.

[The kid takes back the American bills, rifling through his pockets for a few seconds before replacing them with a bunch of coins. Not sure if those shades match with the cadet uniform, but he seems to really want them... As soon as he's got them on, the boy seems more relaxed, hands back in his pockets as he wanders off.]

[Dick Robin Dick will be investigating various parts of the locale if you want to run into him! Setting up any sort of scenario inside the Garden is cool, too.]


(ooc: Neville! Are you here somewhere? Robin is your roommate. :D Want to meet up at the inn or anything?)

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[genomorphed.livejournal.com]

[With a small bag of drinks from one of the local stores slung over his shoulder Conner's making his way back for the inn where not only is he staying, but most of the cadets as well for the duration of the month. His mind's a little preoccupied with thoughts of the dance and M'gann, not to mention the chicobo that had finally hatched days ago.

What the heck is he going to do with the chicobo and Dusan (his roommate's kitten)?

At first Conner doesn't really notice Robin - there's so many around already in Garden as it is - but a glance over in his direction makes him stop and stare for a moment.

Those shades...]

...Robin?

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[He shouldn't react to that name so quickly when he's out of uniform — well, the superhero uniform — but he can't exactly help it. Dick Robin pauses amidst the thinned out crowd and makes sure he isn't hearing things. That voice... could it be?]

[He spins in place slowly, trying to catch a glimpse of who said his name. When he finds him, Robin's brows raise behind the newly bought shades. His eyes widen some, too, the a vague hint of them showing through the lenses; they aren't as dark as the pair he used back home (unfortunately).]

Su— Conner! [Right. He heard Supes got a civvy name. He'll just stick to that unless protests are made?]

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[Conner's look is quizzical as he makes his way to where the younger teen stands. There's no protesting to the name, just a bit of confusion.]

You picked up on that one fast.

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[Robin weaves his way around other people to meet Conner halfway. He looks... happy? Well, he was confused at first, but now he's sort of relieved to see a familiar face.]

What can I say? I'm a fast learner. [Well, fast enough. And you hear a lot of things in the Batcave.]

But you're... not supposed to be here. [His expression falls here. Supes is — was supposed to be at Happy Harbor.]

[flashesforward.livejournal.com]

[Zoomzoom. After being stuck in class all day, Wally needs some room to stretch his legs out. That and he has a ton on his mind. The past week has been more than a little eventful. New world, new cousin, missing team members and complicated relationships with other team members.

When he's running, the world's like a perfect place. Everyone and everything becomes statue like. It's so...peaceful. No one is telling him what to do or where to go or what he's doing wrong. Smiles to himself as he whirs past a group of students and leaves the Garden.

It doesn't take long for him to spot a familiar figure. His eyes widen in excitement and he's ready for the world to move again. Comes to a skidding halt in front of Robin.]

Robin! Hey! You're finally here!

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[Robin jolts mid-step, leaning backward to keep from crashing into a not-brick wall. What the flying—]

Dude!

[HEY HEY KF HEY]

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[HEY BROSKI]

Dude, you're late to the party. Granted, I thought we'd be out of here by now but nooo, the technology here has to be so bad. Like MS-DOS powered by a lemon bad. But with my scientific prowess and your technical know-how, we can kick start things into motion.

[Underhanded fist pump.]

[hawkette]

[Is wandering around trying to find some clothes to wear, as her wardrobe consists entirely of her cadet uniform, her Hawthorne academy uniform, her fencing outfit, and her Hawkeye costume. Oh, and the dress she managed to get for the dance. She's not looking for a whole wardrobe of clothes here, but some t-shirts and pants would be nice.]

Nice shades.

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Thanks. [Robin offers her a friendly smile. Definitely more at ease behind the shades.] Got them down there.

[He jerks a thumb over his shoulder, three stalls down from where they currently are. Seems like the owner there is still giving him a suspicious look from afar.]

[hawkette]

Yeaaaaaah you might not want to go back that way. He's sort of glaring at you.

You know he does!

[truebravery.livejournal.com]

[This was... confusing.

Neville still had no idea how he'd made his way up to his room in the -he pulled out the now well read note he'd recieved on his arrival- Fisherman's Horizon Inn. Here he was, though. Apparently in another world and here to study to become a soldier. Fat chance of that. Neville was done with fighting.

One bed in the room showed clear signs of belonging to someone else so Neville sat gingerly on the other one and tried to think the situation through.]

Hello! /waves

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[A kid wearing sunglasses and Balamb's cadet uniform arrives eventually, not bothering to knock. After shouldering the door closed behind himself he does a double-take at the second body in the room.]

Oh. Hey. You must be Neville. [Where has he heard that name before? It feels vaguely familiar, just enough so that he can pronounce it properly on the first go.]

\o\

[truebravery.livejournal.com]

[He stands quickly.] Yeah, I am. You must be, uh, Richard. Nice to meet you.

[An uncertain smile crosses his face and he extends a hand.]

[notasidedick]

[Oh hey Dick. Dick might have accidentally bumped into you as he made his way through.]

Whoops. Sorry about that! [He recognizes the cadet uniform though.] Oh? Are you a student at the Garden?

[There's something familiar about you, but he can't place it yet so he'll keep talking to you casually.] Instructor Grayson by the way. I guess if you aren't into formality then you can just call me Dick. A lot of other people usually do.

DICKS. DICKS EVERYWHERE.

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Oof— [Not thrown off by the collision too much, Dick Robin (for ease of tagging) just takes a step back and looks up at who he ran into. Different uniform — one of the higher-ups.] It's fine. ...Uh, yeah. I'm new. [The "new to this entire alternate reality" kind of new.]

Nice to... meet you, Instructor. [Except... not? As soon as Dick mentions his full name, Robin blinks repeatedly behind his shades, then raises a brow. Well this is an extremely weird coincidence.]

ERRYWHERE

[notasidedick]

Oh, you kind of came at an interesting time then. We're usually not located here, but they needed us to be here while they expand the dorms. I'm sure you'll settle in nicely though.

[He's watching your reaction carefully.] What is your name? I'm assuming that I shouldn't be asking that though Dick.

[crockshot]

You should probably ditch the cash, people seem to get cranky when they realize you're not a native.

[Artemis smirks and puts down the seashell she'd been examining.]

It's about time you showed up. Most of the team's already here.

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Artemis! [Whoa, she's here, too? Robin's making a beeline for her with a casual wave.]

He's getting more business. You think that'd make anyone happy...

[crockshot]

The one and only. [Can't say the same for some of the other heroes after all.]

You'd think so wouldn't you. Prejudice doesn't have to make sense.

[hellomgann.livejournal.com]

[M'gann has decided to take a trip into town to pick up some ingredients for some new recipes she would like to try. She's heard that there's a market not too far from where Garden is docked, and so that's exactly where she is.

She's just paid for a bag of grocery items when her eyes gravitate to a boy with dark hair and black shades. At first M'gann thinks it's just a trick of the eye, but when she stares at him for several more moments she's sure that it is him.]

Robin!

[lolsensors.livejournal.com]

[Oh geez, everyone's using his codename... Well, that's what he gets for keeping his real identity a secret.]

Hey there, Miss M! [Boy Wonder is all smiles for her as he approaches.]

Sorry, I'm not used to being late. [That honor's usually left to KF and his mentor.]

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Oh, don't worry! I'm just glad you're here, that means almost the entire team is here! Though, I guess it would be better if we were all just back home together...

forever late ♥

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[Pinged by the sunglasses! Well, actually, Damian's more pinged by the fact that this kid looks really familiar - kind of like his Klutzilla from back home - and that he's not tripping over things every five seconds. Seriously, Grayson, when did your sense of balance come back?

He's being a little ninja and watching the kid, but he's not being obvious about it either. In fact, Day looks like he's way more interested in the racks of comic books.]

it's k I was late too ;3;

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[This Grayson's sense of balance is his strongest point, bro. Well, one of many strong points.]

[You gonna stick around those comic books all day, Day? Dick's heading elsewhere very soon, maybe back to the Garden to check things out. Memorize paths and decent hiding spots, simple things like thato...]

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[Not if Damian has anything to say about it! After a moment of hesitation, he wanders over and gently taps who he thinks is his Grayson on the shoulder.]

.... Grayson? When'd you get here?