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Damian Wayne ([personal profile] sonofab) wrote in [community profile] entranceway2017-09-17 05:42 am

video;

Hey, guys! [ Wearing a pretty sweet red and blue hoodie (his uniform, as it were), Jon raises a hand to give a wave to the feed with a sheepish smile on his lips. The angle of the camera shifts after a moment, showing a decent amount of computer hardware running behind him, though the screens are a bit too far away to make out what's on them. Sitting at one of them is some other tiny nerd. ]

Robin and I uh. . found some stuff, yeah. Since most've this stuff seems to belong to someone else, we wanted to see if anyone wanted their stuff back. . ?

[ Jon gets pushed aside because he is obviously doing this wrong. ] You’re forgetting that first we will need proof of ownership, Superboy. These items could hold someone’s very life at stake and can’t be handed off to some stranger.

[ The camera pans over to where some notes and a pill bottle with it’s label ripped off rest. A hamster scurries across the table and nibbles at the tip of a page for a moment before Jon reaches a hand out and picks it up. ]

Paper isn’t good for you, Hammy-Bruce. Anyway--if either of these’re yours, and--[ Mumbles to himself for a moment, under his breath. Something something, Robin’s real rude. ]--you can prove it’s yours, I’ll come run it to you?

His name isn’t “Hammy-Bruce” it’s “Bat-Hamster!” [ Robin is heard complaining in the background before the feed cuts off. ]
postictal: (sounds fake)

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[personal profile] postictal 2017-09-18 07:07 pm (UTC)(link)
why does it MATTER so much do you?
postictal: (that's a low fucking blow jay)

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[personal profile] postictal 2017-09-18 11:22 pm (UTC)(link)
because i like my privacy
and i don't appreciate people smearing my problems all over the network


[JAY. DAMIAN.]
postictal: (this close to being friends you blew it)

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[personal profile] postictal 2017-09-19 12:00 am (UTC)(link)
[oh my GOD]

god i'm realy fucking sorry my panic is so inconvenient for you
postictal: (in truth he gives many shits)

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[personal profile] postictal 2017-09-19 02:13 am (UTC)(link)
gee i dunno
maybe cause
someone else

has my FUCKING MEDS
postictal: (that boy needs sLEEP)

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[personal profile] postictal 2017-09-19 02:41 am (UTC)(link)
[Disgusted, Tim abandons the conversation there. At least they're already on the way. Sort of.]

[What a fucking mess.]