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Post by Jakazul on Aug 29, 2003 16:20:32 GMT -5
Batman pulled up the comlink. "Got it Barbra, where?"
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Post by nightwing on Aug 29, 2003 16:22:26 GMT -5
"Bruce... You won't believe this... I... We found him Bruce... We found Dick. He's alive." Her voice could barely hold back her tears of joy.
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Post by Falcon on Aug 29, 2003 16:34:47 GMT -5
>Modified my post some. They can either go on patrol, talk, Go to the Clock Tower, Go to Tim's parents place for a proper meeting, go on a date, choice is yours I'm just bored, here. No homework(except a REALLY cool art assignment) since it's a three day weekend. YAY!<
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Post by nightwing on Aug 29, 2003 16:39:35 GMT -5
"Food?" Robin asked rasing an eye? It was too late to go to any movies but there was diner near by.
>>>Wanna just go to the next day? Or do you want them to talk some?<<<
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Post by Falcon on Aug 29, 2003 16:48:42 GMT -5
>Either is good. Falcon suddenly realized just how hungry she was. She hadn't eaten anything since before the funeral. "Sounds good." She replied.
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Post by nightwing on Aug 29, 2003 16:50:26 GMT -5
>>>I've gotta go. I'll be back in a few minutes.
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Post by Falcon on Aug 29, 2003 16:53:18 GMT -5
>Kay. I'm eating my late lunch anyway and need time gulf it down. LOL.
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Post by Falcon on Aug 29, 2003 17:47:31 GMT -5
>they walked into the restraunt in their costumes? Can urban legends do that? LOL< "I probably should go back to the Clocktower and get some sleep." Rachael yawned. She had been spending all week patroling, helping to get things back in order after the dominion thing and also trying to get her mind off of what had happened. She was lucky if she had gotten an hours sleep that entire week. "But...I'll probably go back on patrol. I have probably five cases to work on still." She look a sip of her heavily sugared coffe, lots of cream and sugar to get rid of the coffe taste, and took a bite of her grilled chicken sandwich. "How about you?"
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Post by nightwing on Aug 29, 2003 17:52:18 GMT -5
>>> Without costumes... I type bad...<<<
Robin shrugged. "Usually I go on patrols to clear my mind and stuff, but with everything that's happened..." his voice trailed off and then took Rachel's hand. "I never got a chance to tell you how glad I am you're alive. I really thought I was going to loose you." He blushed slightly, never being good at the personal stuff as maybe Dick was or is.
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Post by Falcon on Aug 29, 2003 18:01:29 GMT -5
"I know. I'm sorry." She gave his hand a squeeze, her eyes were a little watery. She still couldn't belive that she had died...it brought a shiver down her spine. Rachael looked Tim in the eyes. "Your not gonna loose me now Tim. I'm..." She trailed off. She knew how hard this was for him. It was hard for her too. They never knew when they say 'I love you' that it might be the last time in their line of work...
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Post by nightwing on Aug 29, 2003 18:10:56 GMT -5
Robin slurped some of his own black coffee and nodded. Ahh sweet coffee... A vigilante's best friend...
"Look, Rache..." he said his voice low. "Do you really think we could bring Dick back into the Clan? I mean, you saw the way he looked at us... I've read storied about people who loose there memories and..." he couldn't bring himself to finish.
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Post by Falcon on Aug 29, 2003 18:18:30 GMT -5
>I say we just knock him the head and hope it brings his memory back. Like they do on tv! Maybe it will beat some sense into him.< "Tim. You, of all people, know you shouldn't believe everything you read." Rachael told him gently as she gave him a somewhat stern look, but it faded into a look not much different than his own. "We HAVE to bring him back, Tim. Maybe, I don't know, it will jumpstart his memory to be around familiar surroundings. Besides...Barb' would STRANGLE you for even THINKING of letting Dick get away and going on not knowing who he is."
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Post by nightwing on Aug 29, 2003 18:23:48 GMT -5
Tim laughed. "Good point." Tim shifted uncomfortable in his chair and moved his now empty coffee cup aside. He ran a hand through his jet black hair. "Thanks for everything you've done Rachel. You've been..." but he never finished his sentence as he leaned into a kiss with Rachel. >>I'm using this area to go to the next day. What cool with you? <<
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Post by Falcon on Aug 29, 2003 18:29:10 GMT -5
>Sure. Go ahead The kiss took Rach' a little bit by suprise, but she soon relaxed into it. She didn't want to leave Tim alone again. Didn't want to hurt him or have him fear loosing her. So she did the only thing she knew to do. She held on tight to Tim as they lingered in their kiss. As if trying to comfort them both.
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Post by nightwing on Aug 29, 2003 18:29:53 GMT -5
*****THE NEXT DAY*******
John... Or rather Dick Grayson awoke the next moning feeling a tad uneasy. He almost thought that last night had been a dream except for that fact that he still had the palm pilot that Falcon had given him. It had all really happened.
So know he just needed to explain it to Lorna. The pair went to breakfast together down in the hotel's resurant.
"So what did they tell you?" Lorna asked barely touching her eggs.
"They say they can help me," Dick explained. "But I have to do this alone." Lorna's eyes narrowed.
"I don't know if this is a good idea..."
"Lorna I want to thank you for all you did for me, but I have to do this alone."
***********Later*************
Lorna and Dick checked out of the hotel and Dick saw the Doctor the airport. After the plane flew off into the afternoon sky, Dick left to the main entrance to hail a taxi.
"Mr. Grayson?" said a low voice.
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