M’gann couldn’t help but give a soft chuckle at Robin’s response. The comment had been meant as a joke– she knew how important a Batkid’s secret identity was. She could never pressure any of them to reveal more about themselves than they wanted to.
“Is that how it goes? Funny, I’ve heard the phrase differently.” Following a brief shrug of her shoulders, M’gann began tapped her index finger to the curve of her lower lip. “So that would place us ‘ lovely martian teammates ‘ at, what? Level two? Level three, maybe? I think I could live with that.”
“ Nope.” He said, popping the ‘p’ on the end. “ That’s definitely how the phrase goes. “ Tim says with the sureness that comes to his voice when he’s absolutely bullshitting. “Strange right? Who knew so many guys had lovely martian teammates. “
He’s grateful that she doesn’t push, respects the privacy of the team even when she was concerned and just wanted to be better able to help by knowing.
“Hey– give yourself more credit. We’re like at least a solid 3.25. “
“– Anyway, let you in a secret I’m well adjusted compared to the rest of my family. Almost normal. “
One green hand is placed on the martian’s chest, expression full of mock-indignation.
“Are you saying that I’m not? And here I thought we were so close. I’m wounded.”
It’s not that they aren’t close, he’s about as close to M’gann as he is to most of his teammates, and there’s always that hurdle of having to hide his identity. It makes deep friendships–complicated.
“ We are. But you know what they say ‘bros before…lovely martian teammates’. “ Ok, that was not the saying but he’s not about to call M’gann a hoe. He was friends with Conner and he’d been closer to Conner before M’gann. Not that they seemed to be bitter about their breakup– but still, it could be awkward.
“Out.” Conner replied, seeing at how Tim was more concern on W H E R E they were going compared to to W H Y he wanted to be with Superboy. He couldn’t really remember a time Conner ever just H A N G out with Tim. And well, he wasn’t C L O S E to the new Robin compare to Dick, Nightwing. Things change and maybe he didn’t W A N T them to change.
He slowly walked out of the quarters that La’gann and M’gann were at. Last thing Conner wanted was to be S T U C K In a room while they confess L O V E to reach other. It was just a blow to his own emotions and past experiences with M’gann. It wasn’t long until Superboy walked himself into the kitchen, spacing out as he A L M O S T forgot how much he wanted to leave, yet something tugged him to stay.
Conner did notice, how Tim tagged along. “You’re still here?” Awkwardly rubbing his neck, he figured he would just L E A V E him, not follow. He placed his hands upon the kitchen counter, exhaling through his teeth as he took a sharp inhale. “I don’t know W H A T I’m doing.”
Conner’s got a brusque, explosive kind of anger. A loud bark of monosyllabic bitten off words. But Tim is used to anger, to a loud bark. He’s trained with the villains of Gotham– and they’re a chatty and mentally unstable bunch. Plenty of anger all pent up in one city, precarious balance, sometimes the whole place seems like a powder keg kept on the edge of critical reaction point. Just a little nudge and the city could go into a full on meltdown. Conner just isn’t as scary as living in Gotham could be.
Oh sure, he’s plenty capable of destruction. As much as any of them. Or all of them together.
( But he’s a good person, with a good heart– even if he’s got a temper. )
Conner looks surprised upon turning, seeing that Tim had followed. Well, he was about to learn that Tim Drake did not give up on things, not easily. Not when he thought it was the right course of action. It seemed obvious to him that Superboy– that Conner, needed a friend right now. Somebody he could talk to. Or maybe it’s just that Tim gravitates to wounded types, wants to help them, even if there isn’t much he could do. It was pretty much the reason he’d become Robin in the first place.
“ Uh– yeah. I mean, I’m not going anywhere.” He says, almost a surprise to himself until the words are out of his mouth. It sounds right. Conner needs somebody who isn’t going to just– walk away from him. Tim won’t either because he’s stubborn or like that or he doesn’t have the good sense God gave a lemming.
“ Well, I’m not an expert but…I’m pretty sure you’re mourning.”
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Activity - Important to note that I am a slow RPer, sometimes I will forget or misplace threads. (Sometimes I will have to drop things– though I try not to do this too much.) If it’s been a while feel free to remind me that you responded as I could have not gotten an notification about it. Basically, just nudge me but don’t harass and we’ll be fine. Also important to note that this is not my only RP blog so I will be splitting my time.
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Starters - I don’t make greeter posts unless I’m suddenly inspired by inspiration for something. Mostly because if I started doing them for everybody they’d get repetitive and dull. I will however make an attempt at replying to greeters and starters that people post for me. Also, I will occasionally post open threads on this blog that people can jump on if they want to start some interaction.
Roleplay - My rules on interacting are pretty standard, no godmodding, no hate or overwhelming negativity or ooc drama. Please have a decent grasp on English and Grammar. I’m not a Nazi about it but if I can’t understand your post I can’t really reply either. Also, please cut your posts and reblog answers in a new thread if you can.
Shipping & NSFW - I’m open to shipping and most of my ships are based on chemistry and how our characters hit it off and interact together. ( I have a slight bias for Tim/Kon & Tim/Steph but again– chemistry is important.) If you want to ship with me and we have a thread it’s best to let me know that you’re into it because I get a little shy asking for ships. Also on the issue of shipping and NSFW, I am of age and have no problem writing things that are sexual but also other things like violence which show up often enough in canon. Smut and graphic imagery isn’t something I post much but I do on occasion. I don’t usually put regular sex in a thread under a cut– unless I feel like it needs some kind of trigger warning. Everything will be clearly labeled though so if you don’t want written erotica block { nsfw; } & for any graphic images block { teenage hormones; }.
Canon Knowledge - I’ve read a decent amount of comics but certainly not all. I’m slowly building up my knowledge of canon events but there might be some things I miss. Please be patient with me about this. That said my portrayal of Tim is based on Pre-52 comics and cartoons with some of my own headcanons and personal flavor too.
