And then everyone wanted a Poison Ivy...

[acro_bat_ic]

 Okay. So maybe having Red in the game wouldn't be all bad.

Except for the part that she'd want to kill me! Plus, you know, the bit where she wouldn't be my Ivy? Juuuust saying. 

You're probably not even going to find her here, anyway. I don't know why you keep looking. Just because she'd be a perfect fit and everything...

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[big_blue_boyscout]

Still looking for your friend, I see.

[acro_bat_ic]

Yep.

The DC cape came off on our game. So now everyone's enabling....

[big_blue_boyscout]

And you're hoping she'll show up.

[acro_bat_ic]

She won't. Maybe a look alike...

[Who won't look at all like her Ivy.]

Everyone's getting all excited, though.

[big_blue_boyscout]

Ahh. Well, I'm sorry to hear that.

Although if it's worth anything, I did run in to her a little while back.

[acro_bat_ic]

How she doing?

Still... talking to plants?

[big_blue_boyscout]

Unfortunately. I'm sorry I wasn't able to do more to help her, but she's pretty firmly set on what she's doing.

[acro_bat_ic]

[She shrugs, not really wanting to think about it.]

...I ran into your clone.

Nice guy.

[big_blue_boyscout]

Really? Well, it's good to know there are some out there, considering the last version of myself I ran in to.

[acro_bat_ic]

He goes by Superboy. Nice guy...

[She sort of killed him. It was temporary, though.]

[big_blue_boyscout]

Ahhh, well, that clone I know pretty well. Or at least one version of him. It seems there's a lot running around lately.

[Probably smart you didn't bring that part up.]

[acro_bat_ic]

Young? Brown hair?

Verbally challenged?

[It was an event. Red string of fate threading cutting them to ribbons... In a moment of weakness, she thought for one moment that she'd rather it took him than her... and it did.]

[big_blue_boyscout]

That sounds about right.

[wing_of_night]

Eh, I'd much prefer you to be honest.

[Wink.]

[acro_bat_ic]

Don't think I'm going anywhere.

Island's pretty stubborn about letting people go.

[wing_of_night]

Who can blame it? I know I'd want to hang onto you if I were in that situation.

[acro_bat_ic]

...Okay, kiiiind of creeping me out.

Do I know you? [He looks familiar. But she's used to someone a little younger.]

[wing_of_night]

[He pulls off the mask.]

That better? It's me, Dick. Just a bit older than your world's version.

[acro_bat_ic]

I never even got to meet my version.

You're looking a lot better than the dorky one we've got in game, though. Don't suppose you're going to replace him? [The game does allow two versions of the same character, too.... not that Babs wants any more Robins about before she gets some extra batgirls to even things out.]

[wing_of_night]

[Dick blinks a bit.] Really? That's... unusual. Especially since in most cases we end up dating.

[He shrugs at the second part.] Experience will do that to a guy. And no, my mun isn't able to put me anywhere just yet. Finishing up school and the like.

[acro_bat_ic]

Seriously? Me? ...Dating him? He's, like, eleven.... [She predates her Robin, who wouldn't have appeared until the next season.]

Mine, too. Which they should be doing right now, actually.

Just saying, mun.

[wing_of_night]

You've always been a couple years older than me, and it doesn't happen until we're both in our teens. [Small shrug.] I even proposed to my version of you.

I have to say, I admire anyone who can handle college. Sure wasn't for me.

[acro_bat_ic]

Proposed?

...As in marriage?

[She's just imagining baby Dick on his knees with a ring, now.

Forgive her putting her hands to her throat and faking a vomit noise.]

He's like my arch rival or something!

[wing_of_night]

[He just chuckles.]

Yeah, trust me, your mind will change in a few years. We Graysons are inherently charming once we get a little maturity under our belts. At the very least, I'm willing to wager you get to be very close friends.

[acro_bat_ic]

Maybe... If he ever admits I'm a way better gymnast. [Have a playful smile, now.]