longestnight | Let's do this One Last Time [video]

Let's do this One Last Time [video]

All right, people. I’m going through the archives of this place to convert all the parchment confetti into indexable data sheets.

You can thank me later for saving you all the headache.

[ The vibe of this is an 8 AM Stand-Up Meeting rather than a gathering of guardians. The video's pov is from his lab, which in addition to the completed gigacomputer, was beginning to have half-finished little magitech doohickeys scattered in sparse nooks of free space. The amount of spiderbots seems to have been left at one (1) so far.]

First item: Mission debriefs. If you've fought any dark forces recently and have extra concerning details to share, we should write it down instead of keeping it in our heads.

Second: Current Projects. Anyone who's a friend to reindeer - you ought to talk to Phil and do him a solid for all the holiday prep. For the science nerds lurking around, I’d like to borrow your brains over here.

[ He'd normally have Lyla take care of this, but he's stuck with non-sentient computers. He hates it! ]

Last: Introductions for the new kids. And universe number, if your world has one of those - the chalkboard maps are getting digitized. I'll start.

My name is Miguel O'Hara, Spider-Man of Nueva York. No, they aren't vampire fangs. [ tired hand wave, as if recapping for the millionth time. ] I‘ve been mopping up messes in my neck of the multiverse until getting picked for fairy-tale duty with the rest of you.

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[It's probably not surprising that the chime wakes the other Bat.]

[Who flips on his device, squinting at the time before groaning and putting his head down.]

Later.

[And the video turns off.]

[ oh no you don't. He rings AGAIN. ]

Maldita sea - All the yeti are busting their asses on the workshop floor and you're here lying around in bed!

You okay with that?

(( *the most annoyed DAMNIT ))

No seas gilipollas.

[The pronunciation is more Spain Spanish than Latin America, but there's plenty of feeling behind it.]

I've been helping the yetis all night. Not everybody is a morning person, pendejo.

Es como si estoy hablando con un pinche murciélago de verdad en vez de un ser humano, coño.

[ Miguel's response is of extremely latin american annoyance. But then he stops. Breathes, and pinches his nose. It's too early for the rage to get the better of him. try to start off the day right, miggy. ]

No. Forget it. I'm circling back around to you in fifteen minutes.

[ get out of his sight, knave. ]

[It takes a moment, but it's met with a muttered word that sounds faintly Eastern European. But with the right sort of inflection to be a swear word.]

[Which seems to be a signal for a small, wet nose to start snuffling at the device before Dick is able to rescue it.]

Haley, no. It's like the elves. No chewing.

And circle back either with or after coffee. Please.

I’m not your barista.

If I make it over there I’m flipping you out of bed like a fried egg.

[ he’s got the super strength and the mean streak to do it!! ]

Fifteen minutes.

[ and the call cuts (for now… ) ]

[It's fourteen and a half minutes, exactly, before the device turns back on. Dick's cradling a cup of coffee, sitting tailor style on the bed with a sacked out puppy in the valley. He's managed to tame his hair, but he's still in shirt sleeves. Because, yes, the North Pole is cold as anything, but he has a good fire in his room and that keeps it warm enough for a guy who spends the winter running around rooftops in spandex and kevlar.]

Right. Introductions. Since somebody forgot that not everybody gets the full set of myth powers.

[Dick has. But nearly eighteen years of learning to sleep when you can is still working on his brain. Not even myth powers of not needing sleep can override that yet.]

Dick Grayson. Yes, that is actually my name. I'm from what is currently called Prime Earth in my world, though it's been called other things before. Earth One and New Earth, for example. I have no idea how that's going to translate to your detector, or to what Tim has, but have at.

I also go by Nightwing when in uniform, but I've also been Robin and, for a short time, Batman. Which some of you may remember me saying the last time we met. Because this sort of thing seems to have it out for Tim, Kon and me.

[He reaches down, giving the puppy a scratch behind her ears while she sleeps.]

This is Haley. At best guess, I think she's about four months old. And, I'm guessing, is stuck at about that age through Belief here. Which is fine, as long as she stops chewing on everything.

I think you mean this is Bitewing.

[ His device is propped up on a surface while Tim yanks on a red sweater and tries to make sense of his hair.

But he has priorities. ]

Did he bring you coffee? I didn't get coffee.

She's not going superheroing. She doesn't need the mask name.

[Whether it stays that way or not, Dick isn't sure. The Man in the Moon pulled Haley here as well for some reason.]

Though I'm pretty sure if she has a Center, it's cuteness.

[Dick's smirk widens as he sips his coffee, then his voice changes to be a decent approximation of Miguel's.]

Not your barista.

[He doesn't keep it up long, though, with a laugh.]

I went and got it myself. Sorry, chiriko bitto.

Branch could use a noble steed.

[ He's finished getting dressed, it's true, but he's not rushing off to Miguel. He leaves his room at a relaxed pace - and he's clearly heading to the kitchen. ]

We need to be able to better set boundaries without turning off the watches. I don't want to block the alarms and signals, but this is like the first time B hacks into your phone.

You could use one, if you weren't hot when you're tiny.

[And he's pretty sure Tim can fly. Which makes it...interesting. And slightly unfair.]

I ended up blocking B a few times, honestly. And putting Cass on silence. Multiple times.

I'm not always on fire. But safety first.

[ And Tim can fly, but that only works with the fire-wings when he's small, so it's not as great as it could be. Also, terrifying, because the physics of it are unlike anything he's encountered. ]

I wrote a script to mute texts for 5 minutes if I get more than 3 emojis per text for at least 3 unanswered texts in a row.

You can ride Haley when you aren't on fire, then.

[Because he's absolutely willing to do that for his little brother. Before Branch. Which will probably take some time for the Troll to adapt to.]

I think I need that script. But I only mute the family chat. Other people can get to me if needed. [Another sip of coffee.] Like when Melinda warned me about the rocket.

Haley! I know you can hear me. Come find Timmy, I’m getting bacon and we can fit you for a saddle.

[ Tim loves Haley, true, but he’s not above using her as a prop and distraction. ]

Yeah. Good thing she did, too.

[ Never ask a Bat a question when you’re fishing. ]

[Haley's head comes up, looking to the device. Then she barks once and bounds out of Dick's lap and off.]

[Dick shakes his head.] She's way too smart for her own good. Or my own good.

[But, like them, she's a myth. So belief probably has something to do with that.]

[It does let Dick stretch his legs out, settling back against the pillows.]

Yeah. Blockbuster decided to take out Dick Grayson by literally bringing the house down. Luckily, he told his plan to Melinda, who let me know in time to get everybody out.

You’re remarkably nonchalant about your apartment being blown up and dozens of people becoming unhoused.

[ Tim knows Dick would look out for his neighbors, even if he couldn’t afford to (but he can). ]

What did Dick Grayson do to Blockbuster?

[ There’s a faint arf! in the distance, and Tim whistles for Hayley. ]

[The lack of reaction had been the clue that Tim didn't know what had happened. That the rocket had taken out the building is pretty common knowledge, after all.]

Dick Grayson started a foundation to help the poorest among the people of 'Haven. The ones he preys on most. So it wasn't the first time that Blockbuster tried. Just the first time that involved other people.

[Another coffee sip as he gets out of bed, reaching for a hoodie.]

It's not the first time. And I'm in a better position to help the others who are unhomed.

[The first time is...fuzzy. He knows that fuzziness has something to do with Barry Allen messing around with timelines back home. Though he shies away from those memories a lot.]

[That it wasn't a good time is an understatement.]

Anyway, between Wally and Jon, we can probably get the building back up to snuff soon enough, anyway. I'd been wanting to replace the plumbing, anyway.

[ Tim isn't exactly holding his breath, but he's trying to hold back a massive sigh. It's not the first time, Dick says nonchalantly - which, okay, is fair and Tim is certain he's downplayed being thrown off skyscrapers in the same manner.

(But it is frustrating as fuck to have that used against him in a public forum where he feels like he can't prod at this.) ]

Is Jon moving to Blüdhaven?

[The number of times the Mansion was attacked, it's surprising any of them can be anything other than nonchalant about it. But that's just life for them, for the most part.]

[Though they all do tend to downplay being thrown off skyscrapers, too.]

Jon is not moving to Blüdhaven.

[There's a pause as Dick considers for a long moment.]

But I might be considering moving the Titans.

[ Oh god, why? How bad is it that you're moving the entire team 30 minutes up the road from Gotham? ]

Am I supposed to like that better?

Babs keeps calling them in. Might as well make it official.

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Yes, yes. She's very cute.

[ Miguel decides to pretend he didn't hear Dick making a silly impression of his voice. But he will admit that Haley is adorable in that sort of emotionally distant vampire way. ]

All right then, Dick. Or do you prefer Grayson? Earth-01 and 001 are taken, so I'll probably just add a B to differentiate. Feels fitting in this case.

[ B for bat. ]

I'd like to scan you when there's a chance, in case there's discrepancies. Tim's signature was a complete disaster.

I'm comfortable with either, but I don't tend to reply to Richard. Just as a note.

[In case Miguel is one of those people who would push that. There's really only one person who ever called him Richard and...it still hurts.]

[He takes a sip of coffee, then shakes his head.]

I don't think mine will be much better, but you can check me. He and I have been pulled to the same places before. The only real difference I can think would be that he was in the last place we were in longer than I was.

...Noted.

[ good news: miguel isn't that stuffy. he can always yell Last Names to sound stern. ]

Your end of the multiverse seems a lot looser with its rules on interdimensional travel. It's going to be a headache to parse.

[ pinching the bridge of his nose. ]

We've had a few problems of multiversal proportions, including a crisis that involved another universe trying to take over and displace our own.

[And then Dick takes a drink of coffee because most of those haven't exactly gone WELL for everybody involved, after all.]

There's also been a fair amount of timeline resetting that's happened in our world. I can't imagine that's helping your readings.

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