unfiltrating: (bruce is only allowed to chitchat me)
ROBIN & b01 ; ([personal profile] unfiltrating) wrote in [community profile] ataraxionlogs 2012-02-08 05:51 am (UTC)

Why was he wet?

Why was he naked?

This felt like some kind of lab experiment hijacking thing all over again, and he wasn't sure what to make of that. His hands had padded all over the grav couch for some sign of a logo or a signature or -- SOMETHING. Man, evil geniuses could never resist slapping their names all over whatever they'd made. He could usually count on that weird pride. But the thing was just GLASS. It was EMPTY.

And he was standing in the middle of a very cold room, filled with lots of people he didn't recognize, and lots of a LOCATION he didn't recognize. In patented Batman underwear.

They weren't really under anything right now though. They were just wears.

Oh, God, he didn't have his suit, his mask, his belt. He didn't have anything. He had his skivvies and his wits, and he immediately crossed his arms, giving the room a quick once-over. Robin had left the building - for the time being, he was Dick Grayson. Terrified 13-year-old mathlete from Gotham Academy, who was in a situation that he could TOTALLY not understand.

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