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[demon_brat]

[Good evening, Keeliai, have your first Damian-as-Robin post. And, yes, it is the slightly different Robin voice, too.]

Considering the level of technology here, there was an item I found on the Mainland that might, I suppose, belong to one of the foreigners. It certainly doesn't match anything native, especially with the organic component in the consoles.

It is a laptop with a glowing symbol on it, and if anyone has something like that, back home, let me know.

[Yes, the specifics of the symbol are left out on purpose. Damian has to have a way to check if the item really does belong to the person who might answer.]

Comments

[backwordscompatible]

Training for what? How to be a jerk?

[demon_brat]

[You mispronounced 'bat.']

>Tt.<

Among other things, detective work.

[backwordscompatible]

[She's using the magical pronunciation.]

That's not detective work. That's just being nosy.

[demon_brat]

[Still. Fact is, all bats listen to as much of the network as they have time for. Oh, right, you're still not too close to them, when you are from... carry on.]

Where would you differentiate?

[Slight emphasis on 'you'.]

[backwordscompatible]

Probable cause.

[demon_brat]

And how would you know what that is until you listen?

[backwordscompatible]

That's not how it works. If you don't have a good reason for listening, you shouldn't be doing it in the first place.

If you have a reason, that's different.

[demon_brat]

Ah, that.

How is 'knowing who is who and where they stand' not a good reason?

[backwordscompatible]

Because you don't need to.

You can find that out just by actually talking to them yourself.

[demon_brat]

With you, maybe. How many of the adults is that valid about, though? And what if the conversation that happened while I was away from the console resulted in one side in danger, under attack, so I couldn't talk with them until after they have been rescued - or, if nobody finds out, until after they've died and returned?

[backwordscompatible]

Are you seriously that paranoid?

[demon_brat]

...

More, actually.

[backwordscompatible]

Sorry to hear that.

[demon_brat]

Don't! Don't be sorry for me!

[backwordscompatible]

[Whoa, where did that come from?]

Jeez, calm down.

It's an expression.

[demon_brat]

[A short life of a lot of messed up.]

>Tt.<

[backwordscompatible]

[Oh]

Are you always like this, or should I feel special?

[demon_brat]

[Head-tilt, and he considers the question.]

The former, more likely.

[backwordscompatible]

[She has to stop herself from instinctively commenting on that. Going by his previous reaction.]

And you don't think there's anything wrong with that?

[demon_brat]

In that I am not singling you out?

[backwordscompatible]

In that you seem to spend every single waking moment of your life not trusting anyone ever.

I mean, how old are you?

[demon_brat]

Not for somebody raised as an assassin, no.

Eleven.

[backwordscompatible]

[Now that stuns her enough into silence, mouth slightly agape.]

[demon_brat]

You can see how calling me rude has little effect.

[If he's smirking over the effect... it's only a very little.]

[backwordscompatible]

Yeah...well...it's still true.

[Eyeing him very cautiously now.]

Batman trained you...to be an assassin?