IC Inbox - Username: GiveYouHell

[hititwithacrowbar]

03:01
July 5th

quarantine

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Ringtones:
Main Tone Breaking The Habit - Linkin Park

Ed - The Boys Are Back In Town - Thin Lizzy
Nico - Guns of Brixton - The Clash
Damian - Stacy's Mom - Fountains of Wayne
Tim - Timber - Ke$ha
Jon - Rocket Man - Elton John
Wally - Flash - Queen
Hana - Hey Jealousy - Gin Blossoms
Lola - Dont Stand So Close To Me - The Police
Loki - Im Not Okay (I Promise) - My Chemical Romance
Al - Goody Too Shoes - Adam Ant

Comments

[fingerstripes]

[ In an odd way the fact that he can pick up the phone and expect to find Jason on the other end is still a strange, uncertain wonder. It means more to him than he can say, that they're talking now. Too much for him to want to test the limits of what tenuous understanding they're forming here.

And It's made him shier than he should be. Holding himself at arm's length.

But today there's a book. It's a beautiful day, there's nothing in particular demanding his attention in either uniform, and finally he has something to share with Jason that isn't an order or an condemnation. Dick doesn't give himself the chance to talk himself out of it. ]

Hey. You around?

[hititwithacrowbar]

[ Jason had started playing a video game when the phone started buzzing. When he lifted it he paused the game. Seeing the name pop up on the screen. A sense of joy filled him seeing the name.

He wasn't alone in this new place. So answering he sounder more cheerful.]

I always have time for you, Dick! I was worried I was the only one here. Are you okay?

[fingerstripes]

I- yeah. Last I checked. [ He pauses, a little thrown. ]

You're in a chipper mood this morning.

[hititwithacrowbar]

I've been awake awhile, Alfie would be mad if I was late for school... which I apparently don't have to go to here.

[ He rambled, phone craddled between his shoulder and cheek as he played a video game.]

But, I didn't give you a chance to ask what you called for, I'm just happy to hear from you, Dick.

[fingerstripes]

[ That odd litle chill creeps up his spine. ]

...When's the last time you had a chat with Alfred?

[hititwithacrowbar]

Uh. Right after I got home, he wasn't to happy about me running off but, I think he forgave me. I fell asleep on my bed I guess while I was looking through a box I brought home. That's the last thing I remember before ending up here.

DELIVERY

[sweetlies]

[Early on the second day of Hygge, a small box will be delivered. There's no distinct markings except the careful handwriting of a certain young Englishman. Inside is a plush bunny, it's fur incredibly soft and the doll incredibly huggable.

His Bitter Rabbit is wearing a leather jacket, just large enough for the bunny, and a pair of sunglasses on top of it's head.]

I hope you'll join me at my home to celebrate the holiday. There will be cocoa and a warm fire.
~Ciel Phantomhive

text; un: ghostking

[deathkid]

i fucked up, jason.
i tried to talk to loki
about why he couldn't love me
but i screwed up
now i don't think he wants to be friends with me anymore.

why do i always drive people away?

Text to audio

[hititwithacrowbar]

[ At least he wasn't at work right now, he was cooking dinner. He sighs some, and yells for Damian to watch the pot as he walks outside and just calls back.]

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[deathkid]

[ nico's reluctant to answer, not wanting jason to hear the way his voice hitches and breaks. he's fighting back the urge to cry because this always happens to him. first with percy, now with loki. he can't seem to do anything right. ]

H-Hey.

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[hititwithacrowbar]

[ Jason leans against a tree in the backyard, he can hear the hitch in Nico's tone, the way he's breathing. All the little signs that make the detective in him perk. ]

Hey, Niks, first off. Take a deep breath. Sounds redundant but it helps. Second, tell me what happened, I'll see if I can help.

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[deathkid]

[ nico does as he's told, sucking in air and holding it before releasing slowly. it helps calm him a little and he repeats the process a second time before responding. ]

Billy said I should talk to Loki. About why he couldn't love me. So I tried. But... apparently I made Loki think I didn't trust him or that I had given up on him. He got angry and left. Now he doesn't even want to talk to me.

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[hititwithacrowbar]

Whose Billy?

[ Jason's been a little to busy with his own life. He's sure he heard the name before but he couldn't place it as someone he knows of.]

Loki's probably just upset. Call and apologize, tell him exactly what you told me. Or text it. It's the only advice I have.

Oh, and you don't chase everyone off, you still have me and Ed, right? Were stubborn and not going anywhere.

text; un: ghostking

[deathkid]

hey, let me know when you have some free time
i promise there will be no relationship talk

[hititwithacrowbar]

Is somebody dead?

[ Luckily for them both Jason had woken up, and the kids weren't even out of school yet, so he was lounging on the couch.]

[deathkid]

i've been told punk is dead
but i refuse to believe it

nah, just figured we could hang out
i think you could use a break
my treat.

[hititwithacrowbar]

Anyone who says punk is dead is not worthy of friendship. Don't be friends with with non-punks.

I don't need a break, but, sure give me a few minutes to find some clothes. Where should I meet you?

[deathkid]

duly noted. no non-punk friends for me
guess that means ed is out
(jk)

you know the steak place downtown?
the nice one?
meet me there.

[hititwithacrowbar]

Ed wears leather pants, and a trench coat. He gets a pass.

I'm not wearing a suit, but yeah sure. I'll be there asap.

[notreallyrobin]

hey
are you jason?

[hititwithacrowbar]

that depends, does Jason owe you money?

[ He's joking.]

[notreallyrobin]

nope
just looking to talk to the founding member of the dead robins club

if thats ok

[hititwithacrowbar]

Yeah, I guess we are a club, huh?

And yeah it's cool, either way. I have questions anyway. So, wanna meet up at the mall?

[notreallyrobin]

sure, uh
im steph

if it wasnt clear
cass said you know me. or. a version of me.
anyway. i'll meet you there?

[ She'll be at the mall once she can figure out how to get there. Steph is wearing a t-shirt and sweats, and looks exhausted. She has no idea what Jason looks like, she realizes; her only metric for who 'Jason' is is an empty uniform in the Batcave. The uniform of a child. If this Jason is older, that's going to be a rough one.

Steph might look younger than the Stephanie that Jason is used to, too. Certainly, she looks less put together; she keeps looking around, paranoid, as though she's in danger. There are circles under her eyes, too, and her hair is unkempt and everywhere. Ah, the issues with being a recently-dead Robin. ]

[hititwithacrowbar]

Well, now I have more questions. See you soon.

[ Steph hadn't joined the dead Robins club in his timeline, at least not in a way that his memories could conjure, but Cass and Steph both showing up was now an unwelcome thing.

While she waited for a small boy to appear the nearly Bruce sized man, made his way into the area where she waited, a cup of starbucks in his hand and a red hoodie with the hood pulled up. Like her he was wearing a lovely shade of exhaustion but that was just from his lifestyle at this point. He didnt have to look twice to know who Stephanie Brown was, He might not know either of the girls very well, back home, but he still thought both were cool. Taking a drink from his coffee he made his way over offered a playful grin.]

You look about like I feel, Blondie. [ His voice was thick and had that heavy bowery accent that Damian often called grating. He was just at six foot and built like he was a tank. Compared to the child he had once been. His black hair was cropped in an under cut that was growing back out, and his tired blue eyes looked amused her way.]