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[sturmnbatarangs]

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[sturmnbatarangs]

[and after some quick stalking]

...Hm.

She's not someone from your world?

[undeadsidekick]

Fuck, no.

And you are too fucking calm about this.

[sturmnbatarangs]

There are worlds where Gotham only exists in comic books.

[undeadsidekick]

Are there worlds where you fucked your sidekicks.

Actually, I don't want to know. Really. I'm good.

[sturmnbatarangs]

The point is that similar situations may arise- people with certain ideas or impressions based off of something they've read about. You have to be prepared for that.

[undeadsidekick]

Oh god. There are, aren't there? Fucking multiverse. Man wasn't meant to know what goes on in alternate realities.

[sturmnbatarangs]

I wouldn't. In any reality.

[undeadsidekick]

I'd like to believe that. I really would.

Still think I need a drink, though.

[sturmnbatarangs]

Fine. Found another bar or is it the same as last time?

[undeadsidekick]

There's a place called Tata's at the mall. Shockingly enough, it's less of a dive and I get a break on the tab.

[sturmnbatarangs]

Tata's.

[undeadsidekick]

I know somebody who works there, alright? We can go to the old place if you want.

[sturmnbatarangs]

Whichever. You might as well get your discount.

[undeadsidekick]

Great. Meet you there in ten.

[sturmnbatarangs]

Fine.

[ooc: log, here, or handwave?]

[undeadsidekick]

Don't break a hip on the way there, old man.

[ooc: log works, but could you set it up?]

[sturmnbatarangs]

[snort and DISCONNECTED]

[ooc: yeah, no problem! I'll have it up in a little while]