What's the worst that could happen? Camera turns on and suddenly I'm bald?
[ Of all the outlandish-- okay, Tim can't even entertain the thought. Seems more likely he'll grow up to be a fascist dictator Batman who kills people with guns than... bald. (and ugly, and looking like he listens to the Joe Rogan Experience and buys all their fake supplements) ]
Can't help it, Ann. I'm an atheist... and you're a goddess. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
[ He knows that he's being ridiculous, that Ann's going to be in equal parts amused and frustrated. Welcome to Tim's twisted mind. ]
But if you wanna resolve my little crisis of faith, please do. I'm waiting for a sign.
Or this is a major ploy to get me right where you want me. Not going to work. If we're FaceTiming, you gotta earn it.
[ Please don't talk about all of the weird aesthetic choices DC does for their guys. Why does everyone go through a buzzed hair phase? He says bald, she thinks literally losing the shagginess of his hair. ]
Here's a STOP SIGN then, you nerd.
Ugh, how can anyone take those pick-up lines seriously? On a scale of 1 to 10, how bad was that one? The map one, LOL.
Okay, Ann. I'll play your game. What's it gonna take??
[ Thank god they're having this conversation well before Barry Allen ever alters the timeline on accident, only to ostensibly restore the status quo as it's been fucked up by Dr. Manhattan, which then gets fixed... but still leads Dick to get shot in the head and turn into a deadbeat with a buzzcut. Yes, this was a long-winded way of giving DC more shit. ]
You know I break the law all the time, though. What if I don't hit the brakes? 😏
But forreal. I'd say 6.5. Cartography's fun. Just not sure you need it because you already know where to strike oil... so to speak.
Hmmmm, seems like you're pretty desperate to get me on video. Miss me that much?
[ She's far from a seductress, but there's something teasing that sets the mood. It's a playful enough back and forth – and she can only imagine he has downtime if they're able to connect like this. No interruptions, no delays. Maybe she should just call... For now, she keeps it going. For good fun. ]
Don't call it oil. That is like... the worst thing you could call... uh – yeah! You know! Let's just say I am a traveler that knew the right paths to take and sometimes... maybe a map is confirmation of the journey? Or something... Don't quote me.
Not gonna bore you with the details, but I've had to face down dangerous creeps and weirdos for days, okay?
The cutest phone wallpaper in the world just isn't the same as the genuine article. And video's only the next best thing. 😳
[ Downtime indeed. Tim's set aside time to do some logistical housekeeping for Wayne Enterprises, but he's procrastinating. Even if he was bequeathed all of the assets to protect them from Thomas Elliot, another in a long line of people with a grudge on Bruce Wayne, Tim's heart is never far from coffee haha a microscope. A database. And notes upon notes on clues and leads. ]
You're right, what comes out of me's actually better for the environment.
[ By sole virtue of being harmless. God. He understands that to be among the worst things he's ever said. ]
Pretty sure you're just a natural, then... if your past performance is anything to go by.
[ Now he's just trying to be sweet. Like their first few times together haven't been without their fits and starts, being between two total noobs. ]
I meaaaaan, I'm sure there's some teleporter device in that toolbelt of yours. If not, you could totally skip the video andddd –
[ Be here. With her. It's dumb, she knows but she texts before she can think it over. This was down time, where they could both relax and just shoot the shit, at least. Better than her texting during class or he answering a call mid-fight. ]
OMG, stoppppp! Why are you both endearing and frustrating. You sure that isn't your superpower or something? You can go back to begging me to FaceTime you, if you're going to be singing my praises over there.
No joyride? No fun. Guess you need a really good reason to visit. Huh.
[ Is she playing hard to get? Hard to tell. She boomerangs their text so fast that there's almost no time to even linger on things. She's actively ignoring a few spam messages from Ryuji, all in favor of this fun back and forth. ]
So, all you're saying is I need to do is... uh huh. Got it!
[ And, he'll receive a ding on his phone. An image. Gasp! If he had time to open it, he'd be greeted by clearly posed photo of Ann sticking her tongue out defiantly. ]
Ooooh, so now you say it. Guess I gotta just play the waiting game. :/ We're about to start looking into a lead on some weird stuff going on, not sure if it's anything related to anything but... better visit soon before I'm in work mode 24/7.
[ Could she be teasing? Baiting? Who knows, she's bad at this.
Possible I'll have to fly by sooner rather than later, then. But I think the idea will be coming for Mementos and staying for Ann.
[ It's not like anything specific, like school, is keeping him in Gotham. The place is just such a hotbed for the investigative work he's already doing. It's also only a matter of time before another palace shows up. Worse yet, it may manifest from the psyche of one of Batman's rogues. ]
Dare to do what, huh?
Ann, I'm not a republic serial villain. Do you seriously think I'd explain my masterstroke if there remained the slightest chance of you affecting its outcome?
I did it 35 seconds ago.
[ He sends a screencap of her selfie-turned-lockscreen. ]
Oh, so what you're saying is there is a chance. B)
[ A chance to see him, especially? Always good to know. It sucks being this far apart, even when they're getting to really know each other – to have fun on that path without feeling... exposed. It's addicting at times, late night calls or texts (like this) blending darkness and light with a chasing sunrise.
When he sends her the cap, she's yelling. YELLING! Even posed, she goes through and picks herself apart and – ugh! ]
You're cruel! Use a better one! We took a bunch of selfies in downtown, didn't we?! That is NOT how you should remember me, birdboy! :(
Hmm because I’ve mentioned how my colleagues might disapprove...
Let’s just say the likelihood’s increased.
[ He’s lied to Batman (the original one) to get away with less. Ann might be familiar with stories from Tim’s past, of joyrides taken on the Batmobile with the Teen Titans. Joyrides, of course, being pertinent to a given mission back then... but joyrides all the same. ]
Well what if I think it’s cute as all hell, huh?
But fine. I’ll at least make it my homescreen.
[ He goes on to send her a new lockscreen, which is just them together downtown. In it, Tim’s looking real hypebeast, with a hot cup of coffee in his hand to make happy any tabloids watching. The press continues to insist Tim is this waifish coffee addict overworking himself as teen CEO of Wayne Enterprises... and he prefers this to anyone remotely suspecting he’s Red Robin.
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I'll take it. I'm not some overbearing girlfriend but can you blame me for being hopeful? It feels like forever already.
[ Maybe that was too forward. She's vulnerable with him, slowly opening up and letting herself become more readable. More predictable. Letting parts of her be known to him that even her friends didn't pick up on. Ann doesn't want to push the subject, so she doesn't text back as quickly. Instead, just letting the moment linger – all until he makes things feel better with his lockscreen.
She goes ahead and sends him one in return, a photo she took of him making coffee the last moment they were together before she returned home. Same Tim, different mood. She liked both of them either way. ]
Well... hopefully you'll have hundreds – no... THOUSANDS of pictures to choose from and not just that gross faced one. ]
No. I’m gonna keep it real with you, Ann. You’re all I think about sometimes.
I can still gather every clue in my head, tell the inspector that the butler did it and be right. But no matter how much I get done, I feel like I’m going nowhere... till I know I’m headed to you.
[ The delay in her responses lead Tim to conclusions that it doesn’t take a detective to make. He doesn’t know Ann’s entire life story any more than she does his, but they’re both hurt. And together, they’re both healing. Of all people, Tim knows that’s not a linear process. That no matter how much fun they have, how many times they’ll poke and prod at each other, there’ll be times when stuff comes out from under the surface. Beneath the mask. What’s important is the way they manage that stuff, together.
Like now.
He gets the image and leaves a 😂 react emoji. Tim looking groggy beyond belief brewing himself a coffee... in that photo, he almost lives up to the reputation imposed on him. But with his particular lifestyle, why would he ever refuse a pick-me-up? ]
I’ve got more than I know what to do with, Ann.
It’s all in my camera roll under an album called “prettiest gf ever.” Because you know how I am about organization.
[ Once again, she doesn't respond immediately. That was a lot. Not in one of those "this is moving too fast" ways, but something more in disbelief. Someone said something like this to her in such a nerdy, vulnerable, and honest way. Not possessive, not gross – she replies with a heart on his message.
I'm all about constantly improving things, and it's been hard to, y'know. Break the habit.
[ She should know enough by now about Tim's many projects. He's always trying to perfect his gadgetry, his costume, his vehicles, while also installing new shit to his private headquarters in Gotham. Things to make the Batcave's cloud database faster and more intuitive to navigate, just improving the way crime is fought overall. He's even got plans to take the Old Wayne Tower and turn it into a new base of operations for all of Batman's associates, something he wants to call the Belfry.but the New 52 and Rebirth are gonna have to happen before Tim implements this
It's not that his relationship with Ann is just another project, though. It's the most important one of all. ]
And I've let too much slip past me before to leave anything unsaid.
[ There's so much he regrets not telling Kon before he died. Stuff that he's taking the time to tell Ann, now that she has his heart. ]
I just wanna give you as little doubt as possible about this. About us.
[ He was hard to pinpoint at times. Not because he was too closed off, because he remains busy. In her eyes, she can't believe the stories she hears of him. She knows the costumed side through tabloids, Google searches, etc – but... he's ambitious. More than she could ever be.
She's not sure why, but she was just... passionate. Even after her pain and bitterness, to hating how people looked at her – she wanted him to see her. Past the suit, past the name Ann Takamaki... and see her. And the strange thing?
He is.
It happens faster than she can anticipates and it makes her nervous and excited all at once. ]
Then... let me help break the habit. Stop it cold turkey! You're cute, like... more than a physical kind of cute. I don't have any... doubt. Not with you.
[ Perhaps Ann has little to fear from Tim because she's already seen the worst of him. He didn't have much choice at the time, but so many of his demons were on display back in his palace, and he readily confronted what they represented. It's more than the fact that he's got nothing to hide from Ann, but the fragments of his past he's had to reveal, he's held himself accountable for. He actively fights to be better than who he was, but also better than he will be, if his evil future self is any indication.
It... demands a leap of faith. For Tim to hope he can be accepted, despite Ann getting a front-row seat to all his mistakes. But when it became more than mere acceptance between them, something was clearly up. Ann's been taking a leap of faith of her own. ]
So I can shut up now? Awesome.
If I got too carried away I might've started sounding like a Hallmark greeting card.
[ He wants to keep the bit going, but then the fateful call arrives.
And of course, he answers. ]
I really need to adjust the lighting in here.
[ Despite it being a FaceTime call on his phone, he seems to be answering it from a different screen on his multi-monitored terminal inside the Red Robin's nest. ]
That's better. Hopefully I'm not as pale. I swear I get enough sun!
[ It was... typical teenage stuff, right? Overthinking. Doubting. Worrying. Ann is the one who acts, in spite of it all. It's what lead them to where they were now, where she opens up little by little to him. Something as silly as their convo didn't go too South where it would scrape the entire evening in awkward silence. She misses him – she knows he misses her too – so a call is the least they can do even when she was playing pouty. ]
Uh huh. Kind of impossible to when you're staying up late and sleeping in. [ Or so she thinks. Who knows how they're handling this whole time difference. ] You're fine on my end. What about me? This is still – new.
[ LDR is hard, but – she feels her happiest at moments like this. ]
Okay, that was hard to say it with a straight face. But it's true.
Looking at you now... you're doing a better job of taking my breath away than, like, everyone who's ever tried to kill me.
[ Coming from anyone else, that might be a scary thing to mention. But Ann's well enough apprised of Tim's lifestyle, the dangers that he regularly plummets into, that hopefully there's no cause for alarm. One of the most recent things she heard him talk aboutt, after all, was him helping fend off the goddamn Sinestro Corps when he was still Robin. Palaces are one thing, but aliens? Evil aliens that get off to fear?
If palaces ever extend to other planets, this is gonna require more than the Teen Titans and Phantom Thieves linking up. ]
Does Morgana still hate me? Could've sworn the cat was staring daggers at me the whole time I last visited!
[ And not because Morgana had to remind him to get some sleep. ]
[ Hard to say? It was hard to hear it. One hand goes up with a snort nearly escaping. He's a nerd and it's clear that even when they're pouty... or serious, they can still have some lightness to them. ]
Hey! That's a good line! "Ready to take your breath away!" [ She's thinking Panther here, whip and all. ] Uh... minus the whole weird... strangle thing people have? Nevermind.
[ They both know what the other means, what their little dance is. It's playful and pretty innocent at times. The common thread of wanting to do well. With each other... for one another and just – y'know, for a greater good.
Fortunately, she's making note of all of his accomplishments. Bit by bit, seeing more than meets the eye. More than a fan could know. ]
Morgana is... like any other cat. Finicky and hard to please. [ Ryuji knows well. ] I think – it'll take some time but... he'll come around! Maybe!
Better have that line ready for the next Shadow you demolish.
Though I'd leave out the strangling. Then again, your whip looks pretty good for it... among other things.
[ Tim's face changes to that of a distinct inquisitiveness and wonder. Like the gears in his head are turning as certain ideas come to mind about Ann what could get up to as "Panther," if both of them happened to have some alone time in the Metaverse. Ann herself might recognize that look, because it's entirely the same look he's made while mentioning "safe room shenanigans" once or twice.
Post-nut clarity just can't be underestimated! ]
Will it help him come around if I give him an official "Bat" outfit and designation?
[ Despite destroyed dreams of wooing "Lady Ann," Morgana has to at least find that cool! ]
Last time you were here you've probably seen old pictures of Ace the Bat-Hound.
Don't make it weird! [ A quick protest was immediate. Carmen was the one keen on keeping her boys in line. The red latex suit? That betrays. For as dominating and confident she feels, she also feels she has to live up to the fires of her Lover's persona. ] It's not my fault that's what the palace gave me.
[ She'd like a bat? Or maybe like... her fists? Who knows how the Metaverse has twisted its realm due to her own thoughts and desires – the idolizations of certain cat burglars that were plastered all over the news. How cool they were, sexy and confident... Either way, she's growing use to it and she likes the way that it empowers her.
And... secretly, she may make note of this teasing for later. Divine payback. ]
I... don't know about that, but it's worth a try. He'd be pretty cute in it! [ Optimism aside... ] But, you gotta promise not to get too upset if he ...tries to claw your eyes out?
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[ Soon, but for now... ]
Who knows. Don't worry about uncharted territories or whatever. Sounds like you have little faith in me. Hmmmm.
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[ Of all the outlandish-- okay, Tim can't even entertain the thought. Seems more likely he'll grow up to be a fascist dictator Batman who kills people with guns than... bald. (and ugly, and looking like he listens to the Joe Rogan Experience and buys all their fake supplements) ]
Can't help it, Ann. I'm an atheist... and you're a goddess. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
[ He knows that he's being ridiculous, that Ann's going to be in equal parts amused and frustrated. Welcome to Tim's twisted mind. ]
But if you wanna resolve my little crisis of faith, please do. I'm waiting for a sign.
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[ Please don't talk about all of the weird aesthetic choices DC does for their guys. Why does everyone go through a buzzed hair phase? He says bald, she thinks literally losing the shagginess of his hair. ]
Here's a STOP SIGN then, you nerd.
Ugh, how can anyone take those pick-up lines seriously? On a scale of 1 to 10, how bad was that one? The map one, LOL.
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[ Thank god they're having this conversation well before Barry Allen ever alters the timeline on accident, only to ostensibly restore the status quo as it's been fucked up by Dr. Manhattan, which then gets fixed... but still leads Dick to get shot in the head and turn into a deadbeat with a buzzcut. Yes, this was a long-winded way of giving DC more shit. ]
You know I break the law all the time, though. What if I don't hit the brakes? 😏
But forreal. I'd say 6.5. Cartography's fun. Just not sure you need it because you already know where to strike oil... so to speak.
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[ She's far from a seductress, but there's something teasing that sets the mood. It's a playful enough back and forth – and she can only imagine he has downtime if they're able to connect like this. No interruptions, no delays. Maybe she should just call... For now, she keeps it going. For good fun. ]
Don't call it oil. That is like... the worst thing you could call... uh – yeah! You know! Let's just say I am a traveler that knew the right paths to take and sometimes... maybe a map is confirmation of the journey? Or something... Don't quote me.
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The cutest phone wallpaper in the world just isn't the same as the genuine article. And video's only the next best thing. 😳
[ Downtime indeed. Tim's set aside time to do some logistical housekeeping for Wayne Enterprises, but he's procrastinating. Even if he was bequeathed all of the assets to protect them from Thomas Elliot, another in a long line of people with a grudge on Bruce Wayne, Tim's heart is never far from
coffee hahaa microscope. A database. And notes upon notes on clues and leads. ]You're right, what comes out of me's actually better for the environment.
[ By sole virtue of being harmless. God. He understands that to be among the worst things he's ever said. ]
Pretty sure you're just a natural, then... if your past performance is anything to go by.
[ Now he's just trying to be sweet. Like their first few times together haven't been without their fits and starts, being between two total noobs. ]
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[ Be here. With her. It's dumb, she knows but she texts before she can think it over. This was down time, where they could both relax and just shoot the shit, at least. Better than her texting during class or he answering a call mid-fight. ]
OMG, stoppppp! Why are you both endearing and frustrating. You sure that isn't your superpower or something? You can go back to begging me to FaceTime you, if you're going to be singing my praises over there.
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Then again... I don't answer to him directly.
[ Dick may be a control freak in his own way, but Tim understands that he's no Bruce. ]
It's a gift. Said creeps and weirdos like it least of all.
[ Ann must remember how much Akechi hated Tim for giving him shit all the time.
And Tim being an actual detective]At least I've used it to my advantage in other ways. Remember what gets you to beg.
[ He doesn't just mean whenever they pass by a boba shop with a cool new flavor they weren't aware of, and Ann suddenly must try it. ]
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[ Is she playing hard to get? Hard to tell. She boomerangs their text so fast that there's almost no time to even linger on things. She's actively ignoring a few spam messages from Ryuji, all in favor of this fun back and forth. ]
So, all you're saying is I need to do is... uh huh. Got it!
[ And, he'll receive a ding on his phone. An image. Gasp! If he had time to open it, he'd be greeted by clearly posed photo of Ann sticking her tongue out defiantly. ]
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is you.
[ That really necessitated two separate texts, apparently. And then Tim receives the pic, grinning in amusement at her attitude. ]
Seriously? Damn.
This is not the pwn you think it is, Ann. My new lockscreen's gonna be the cutest.
[ If it frustrates her to imagine this might have been his plan all along... good! Let it all just be going according to keikaku.*
*Translator's note: keikaku means "plan." ]
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[ Could she be teasing? Baiting? Who knows, she's bad at this.
SMH not the old 4chan memes. ]
Don't you DARE!
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Possible I'll have to fly by sooner rather than later, then. But I think the idea will be coming for Mementos and staying for Ann.
[ It's not like anything specific, like school, is keeping him in Gotham. The place is just such a hotbed for the investigative work he's already doing. It's also only a matter of time before another palace shows up. Worse yet, it may manifest from the psyche of one of Batman's rogues. ]
Dare to do what, huh?
Ann, I'm not a republic serial villain. Do you seriously think I'd explain my masterstroke if there remained the slightest chance of you affecting its outcome?
I did it 35 seconds ago.
[ He sends a screencap of her selfie-turned-lockscreen. ]
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[ A chance to see him, especially? Always good to know. It sucks being this far apart, even when they're getting to really know each other – to have fun on that path without feeling... exposed. It's addicting at times, late night calls or texts (like this) blending darkness and light with a chasing sunrise.
When he sends her the cap, she's yelling. YELLING! Even posed, she goes through and picks herself apart and – ugh! ]
You're cruel! Use a better one! We took a bunch of selfies in downtown, didn't we?! That is NOT how you should remember me, birdboy! :(
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Let’s just say the likelihood’s increased.
[ He’s lied to Batman (the original one) to get away with less. Ann might be familiar with stories from Tim’s past, of joyrides taken on the Batmobile with the Teen Titans. Joyrides, of course, being pertinent to a given mission back then... but joyrides all the same. ]
Well what if I think it’s cute as all hell, huh?
But fine. I’ll at least make it my homescreen.
[ He goes on to send her a new lockscreen, which is just them together downtown. In it, Tim’s looking real hypebeast, with a hot cup of coffee in his hand to make happy any tabloids watching. The press continues to insist Tim is this waifish coffee addict overworking himself as teen CEO of Wayne Enterprises... and he prefers this to anyone remotely suspecting he’s Red Robin.
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[ Maybe that was too forward. She's vulnerable with him, slowly opening up and letting herself become more readable. More predictable. Letting parts of her be known to him that even her friends didn't pick up on. Ann doesn't want to push the subject, so she doesn't text back as quickly. Instead, just letting the moment linger – all until he makes things feel better with his lockscreen.
She goes ahead and sends him one in return, a photo she took of him making coffee the last moment they were together before she returned home. Same Tim, different mood. She liked both of them either way. ]
Well... hopefully you'll have hundreds – no... THOUSANDS of pictures to choose from and not just that gross faced one. ]
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I can still gather every clue in my head, tell the inspector that the butler did it and be right. But no matter how much I get done, I feel like I’m going nowhere... till I know I’m headed to you.
[ The delay in her responses lead Tim to conclusions that it doesn’t take a detective to make. He doesn’t know Ann’s entire life story any more than she does his, but they’re both hurt. And together, they’re both healing. Of all people, Tim knows that’s not a linear process. That no matter how much fun they have, how many times they’ll poke and prod at each other, there’ll be times when stuff comes out from under the surface. Beneath the mask. What’s important is the way they manage that stuff, together.
Like now.
He gets the image and leaves a 😂 react emoji. Tim looking groggy beyond belief brewing himself a coffee... in that photo, he almost lives up to the reputation imposed on him. But with his particular lifestyle, why would he ever refuse a pick-me-up? ]
I’ve got more than I know what to do with, Ann.
It’s all in my camera roll under an album called “prettiest gf ever.” Because you know how I am about organization.
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And of course, a gif. ]
You don't have to keep hamming it up, you know. It's like you think there's some kind of competition to have me crush on you harder than I am. Ugh.
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I'm all about constantly improving things, and it's been hard to, y'know. Break the habit.
[ She should know enough by now about Tim's many projects. He's always trying to perfect his gadgetry, his costume, his vehicles, while also installing new shit to his private headquarters in Gotham. Things to make the Batcave's cloud database faster and more intuitive to navigate, just improving the way crime is fought overall. He's even got plans to take the Old Wayne Tower and turn it into a new base of operations for all of Batman's associates, something he wants to call the Belfry.
but the New 52 and Rebirth are gonna have to happen before Tim implements thisIt's not that his relationship with Ann is just another project, though. It's the most important one of all. ]
And I've let too much slip past me before to leave anything unsaid.
[ There's so much he regrets not telling Kon before he died. Stuff that he's taking the time to tell Ann, now that she has his heart. ]
I just wanna give you as little doubt as possible about this. About us.
So how about that FaceTime then?
--nah I'm just pulling your leg.
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She's not sure why, but she was just... passionate. Even after her pain and bitterness, to hating how people looked at her – she wanted him to see her. Past the suit, past the name Ann Takamaki... and see her. And the strange thing?
He is.
It happens faster than she can anticipates and it makes her nervous and excited all at once. ]
Then... let me help break the habit. Stop it cold turkey! You're cute, like... more than a physical kind of cute. I don't have any... doubt. Not with you.
... and y'know what.
[ Fuck it. ]
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It... demands a leap of faith. For Tim to hope he can be accepted, despite Ann getting a front-row seat to all his mistakes. But when it became more than mere acceptance between them, something was clearly up. Ann's been taking a leap of faith of her own. ]
So I can shut up now? Awesome.
If I got too carried away I might've started sounding like a Hallmark greeting card.
[ He wants to keep the bit going, but then the fateful call arrives.
And of course, he answers. ]
I really need to adjust the lighting in here.
[ Despite it being a FaceTime call on his phone, he seems to be answering it from a different screen on his multi-monitored terminal inside the Red Robin's nest. ]
That's better. Hopefully I'm not as pale. I swear I get enough sun!
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Uh huh. Kind of impossible to when you're staying up late and sleeping in. [ Or so she thinks. Who knows how they're handling this whole time difference. ] You're fine on my end. What about me? This is still – new.
[ LDR is hard, but – she feels her happiest at moments like this. ]
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[ He scoffs. ]
Okay, that was hard to say it with a straight face. But it's true.
Looking at you now... you're doing a better job of taking my breath away than, like, everyone who's ever tried to kill me.
[ Coming from anyone else, that might be a scary thing to mention. But Ann's well enough apprised of Tim's lifestyle, the dangers that he regularly plummets into, that hopefully there's no cause for alarm. One of the most recent things she heard him talk aboutt, after all, was him helping fend off the goddamn Sinestro Corps when he was still Robin. Palaces are one thing, but aliens? Evil aliens that get off to fear?
If palaces ever extend to other planets, this is gonna require more than the Teen Titans and Phantom Thieves linking up. ]
Does Morgana still hate me? Could've sworn the cat was staring daggers at me the whole time I last visited!
[ And not because Morgana had to remind him to get some sleep. ]
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Hey! That's a good line! "Ready to take your breath away!" [ She's thinking Panther here, whip and all. ] Uh... minus the whole weird... strangle thing people have? Nevermind.
[ They both know what the other means, what their little dance is. It's playful and pretty innocent at times. The common thread of wanting to do well. With each other... for one another and just – y'know, for a greater good.
Fortunately, she's making note of all of his accomplishments. Bit by bit, seeing more than meets the eye. More than a fan could know. ]
Morgana is... like any other cat. Finicky and hard to please. [ Ryuji knows well. ] I think – it'll take some time but... he'll come around! Maybe!
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Though I'd leave out the strangling. Then again, your whip looks pretty good for it... among other things.
[ Tim's face changes to that of a distinct inquisitiveness and wonder. Like the gears in his head are turning as certain ideas come to mind about Ann what could get up to as "Panther," if both of them happened to have some alone time in the Metaverse. Ann herself might recognize that look, because it's entirely the same look he's made while mentioning "safe room shenanigans" once or twice.
Post-nut clarity just can't be underestimated! ]
Will it help him come around if I give him an official "Bat" outfit and designation?
[ Despite destroyed dreams of wooing "Lady Ann," Morgana has to at least find that cool! ]
Last time you were here you've probably seen old pictures of Ace the Bat-Hound.
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[ She'd like a bat? Or maybe like... her fists? Who knows how the Metaverse has twisted its realm due to her own thoughts and desires – the idolizations of certain cat burglars that were plastered all over the news. How cool they were, sexy and confident... Either way, she's growing use to it and she likes the way that it empowers her.
And... secretly, she may make note of this teasing for later. Divine payback. ]
I... don't know about that, but it's worth a try. He'd be pretty cute in it! [ Optimism aside... ] But, you gotta promise not to get too upset if he ...tries to claw your eyes out?
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