Titans:A Brighter Tomarrow.

[nightwing]

>>Second year. He'd be a second year since Rachel is a year younger than him. Well... Let's find out as the story goes.... shall we?<<

Tim smiled. After all this time, Rachel could still be the same nervous girl who dropped into this universe nearly four years ago. "So the Graduation Ceramony is at 2 right?" he asked, putting his first-aid kit away.

The Titans (No longer 'Teen' Titans anymore) were supposed to have a meeting this week, but Robin and Falcon both called in absent, for 'personal reasons.'

Since she was going to gradute it made sense that Rachel take SOME time off from the costume. Tim laid his head back into the pillow feeling sleep getting ready to take him over.

>>It's gonna have to be tomorrow. Sorry, but I'm beat. I can barely keep my eyes open, much less write more tonight. Later.<<

[Falcon]

>>~Starts to nodd off and then jolts self awake~ Sleeeeeeep<<

"Mh-hmm. You better be there, boy wonder. Otherwise it'll be your head." She teased as she headed out the door, after shouting good bye to Babs. Seniors start school at Seven a.m. while sophies and juniors start at eight-thirty. Whos bright idea was that?

[nightwing]

Tim smiled as he hung up his phone and stared up at through the skylight of his bedroom. So far his and Falcon's relationship was still going strong, even with their past problems.

Seemed like everyone was going through a major change lately. Rachel off to college. Dick and Babs getting married and moving to Bludhaven. Bruce.... well he was still the same dark brooding man he always was. So no change there.

And him. He thought he'd give up being Robin when he graduated highschool but he was still wearing the costume. He knew he couldn't keep doing this forever. He wanted to have something more of a normal life, but the feeling to help the innocent was too strong sometimes.

The rest of Robin's thoughts faded as he fell into a welcomed sleep. He couldn't help but wonder thought whether or not he had set his alarm clock...

[Falcon]

"Oh BooOOSs." Came the voice of Harley Quinn through an old, abandoned warehouse as she strolled into a large, furnished room in it. "Mista J. Can we Pleeease go out? We haven't pulled a heist or a morder or anythin' in a long while." Harley Quinn pouted. He was obviously planning something big, but she was bored.

[nightwing]

>>Umm.... Should I play Joker or is someone else gonna do it? <<