Rekindle Network

[Dick's at an outdoor terminal, chin in hand.]

So we're stuck hugging people. Some of them total strangers, some of them total jerks, maybe, but there's not a lot of choice in the matter, right?

Well, because I'm both curious and in the mood to punish myself, in honor of the fast-approaching Singles Awareness Day...

Who would you rather be hugging instead of the idiots who were dumb enough to get stuck here?

[Robin is one of those lucky guys who has network capabilities in portable form. He has a feed open on his holographic computer-glove.]

This is just getting ridiculous now.

Mew?

Shush.

[Shush, not "be still." A fuzzy little head and pointed ears crops up unto the feed, and Robin slumps back. Wider angle now and he's sitting in a tree. With a kitten. Her orange coat is clean and well brushed, and she's not really comfortable leaving with him yet, but she is happy enough to knead at his utility belt with her baby claws.]

I'm calling her Babs. But that's not important.

[He clears his throat.]

It's kind of a running gag among the local capes that there's no real crime here. I've heard of three people showing up at the same scene. Three very capable of people, at least, and I for one-- well, if it's not broke, don't fix it. I mean, I don't want to take work away from my friends.

So I'm putting the call out to you. The people. There are a lot of heroes here. What do you think we should be doing? What would you like to see from us? How can we make this world a better place for you?

[Babs mews again, and he frowns.]

Also, who sells cheap cat food?

Text // Private to Stephanie Brown and Barbara Gordon

Also, hey, I'm thinking of throwing together a sparring party. With the whole alternate universe thing, it just seems like a good way to work out any lingering issues. Sound good?