rubycity_ooc | NOV. TEST DRIVE

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NOV. TEST DRIVE

Sorry to be late this time!

G'day, Ruby City!

Thinking of apping a character but not sure they'll fit in the city walls?

Have no fear, a meme for you is here.

Directions:

Post with your character with their name and canon on top!

Choose a location and prompt or wait for someone else to tag.

If you'd like, leave contact info for people to get in contact for plotting and other such shenans.

Tag around! Make friends. Don't be afraid to chat OOC while tagging.

Locations:

Train Station: New arrival, or waiting to welcome people? Either way, the train comes in, but you still can't ride it out.

Cathedral: Looking for redemption? Just doing a little sight-seeing? Or just getting a little shelter?

The Clocktower: You can see the whole city from here!

The Black Stallion Saloon: You were told the burgers were great here-- but maybe you just came for the beer.

The Library: You came to do a little research, but it looks like all of the information's just out of your reach. Though, you can always find a way to pass the time here.

The Coffee Joint: A lovely place to have a chat and a bite to eat.

Le Cafe Anglais: A Parisian-British fusion that's as charming as it sounds and serves the best tea around.

Scenarios

Just walked in: You intended to get here, and you made your way in; but now someone's caught your eye and you'd like to have a chat.

Been here all day: You've been sitting around minding the time. Maybe you didn't notice them at first or maybe you were just working up the courage to talk-- either way, they know you're here and you know it too.

Bad weather: You're here because you've gotten rained in. This wasn't your choice, but at least it's dry-- right?

Wild card: Got something better in mind? Well screw these prompts, try it out yourself!

Have fun, guys!

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[Oh. That reaction was unexpected.]

Uh... [You'd have to be an idiot (or Wally) to not pick up on that expression, and Robin even thinks to look for the source of the sudden change. He shifted his gaze, side to side, looking around the immediate vicinity and even glancing behind himself for a second for anything he's missed. Nothing that wasn't there before-- so, was it him?

He looked at the man again, with a quirk of his...mask.] That's not really much of a comeback, you know. Don't you have something better?

[ Jason felt a small white hot streak of anger whip through him. Fucking Robin sass. He almost laughed. Jason let his knife fall from its sheath in his sleeve, slipping easily into his hand. ]

Sorry, I'm rusty. Will you forgive me, Robin? [ He raises the knife, falling into a fighting pose. His eyes narrow and he smiles a little. ] I wouldn't.

You're an observant one, I see. Indeed it seems I must now play the role of an escaped felon. How quaint.

[ He sure doesn't sound sarcastic... Hell, he sounds... amused? And she did offer her name first-- wouldn't be very samurai-like to be a jerk, now would it? ]

That's correct. I am Simon Blackquill, and this is Taka. Say hello, Taka.

[ Taka's gonna fly over and land on your head, ok, Maya? ]

[ There's been an influx of people... moreso than usual. It's almost a little depressing; it means that more people are coming, but no one is going home, and it doesn't sit well with Trucy at all.

She's taken it upon herself these days to sit at the station and wait for the train to pull in to see if there are any familiar faces; even if there aren't, it doesn't stop her from answering questions and trying to be helpful. It's something to do, at least.

When the train pulls in today, off comes a girl; she doesn't look much older than herself. She looks lost and confused... she knows exactly what that feels like. ]

Excuse me, miss! You're probably wondering what's going on, huh?

[Wait. So this guy knew him?

Robin followed the man's lead almost instantly, being his knees and sinking his feet onto the edge as his eyes narrowed behind the mask. The blatantly antagonistic attitude wasn't what bothered him (though clearly this guy was looking for a fight); it bothered him that he had no idea who this guy was. He knew Robin, but Robin had definitely never seen this guy before, and he hadn't shown up anywhere in any of Batman's records. It wasn't like his mentor to omit a rogue who clearly had a grudge.]

Come on, I'm not that mean! [He fell to one knee and quickly whipped out two batarangs from the side of his belt, flinging them forward at the rogue.]

Was it something I said? [It was fine. If he wanted a fight, he'd get a fight.]

[ Jason rushed forward, rolling under the batarangs before tossing his own knives, more falling into his hands easily. ]

I was! Banter's the only thing you've got when the big man won't say a word.

[ Don't let him get too close, Dick. Jason's something of an in-fighter. ]

[Where Jason went down, Robin went up, as the boy sprang into the air and over the path of the knives, landing on the ground a few feet away.]

So-- a friend of Batman's, huh? [He wasn't dumb-- this guy was way bigger than he was, so going in for close combat would be suicide judging by how many knives he seemed to be playing with. Dick had to be smarter than that, which in this case meant sneakier; and more specifically, lobbing a small grenade into the air, which released a bright flash of light after a few seconds of delay as he ducked off to the side.]

Sorry, he doesn't keep me updated on his address book.

[ The lack of helmet and mask sure made flash grenades annoying. Even closing his eyes left little spots in his vision. Cursing his luck, he followed his ears until it wore off, tossing a knife here and there to keep the kid on his toes. ]

Less of a friend- [ There. He dove for the kid. ] -more of a partner.

Yeah, I guess it's gotta feel better than jail, huh?

[Sure, she's nervous about it, but he doesn't... seem threatening. And his name is totally cool. And his bird is cool. Besides, her best friend is a vampire who can totally come running if Blackquill tries anything.]

Everyone goes back eventually---Heeello, Taka!

[She doesn't seem too bothered by the hawk on her head, and raises her hand to try and offer a petting to Taka.]

He's sooo cute.

What--?

[It's bad form, but for a second he can't contain the surprise. He hops and flips around the knives, but unlike his feet his mind is stumbling. Bruce had another partner? Before him? Why hadn't he ever known that, why didn't anyone tell him? Surely Alfred would've mentioned something if the others didn't! Wonder Woman and the other leaguers-- no one else had said anything! No one had mentioned anything about a partner that wasn't Robin, not even the obsessive records Bruce kept in the cave.

It actually hurts a little, to consider the possibility of such a well kept secret. But more than that, it's confusing. No, it was definitely more confusing-- he trusted Bruce more than-- whoever this guy was.]

You wish! [He ducked down low when Jason lunged, slipping an eskrima stick from the back of his belt and swinging it towards the side of his arm when he got close enough.] I've never heard of you in my life!

--Whoa!!

[HELL YEAH SHE'S GONNA SHAKE YOUR HAND.]

That was so cool!!

Where'd you learn to do that?

Even from behind bars one sees the same clouds-- the same sky. I hold no preference of one over the other, especially if this unannounced visit only serves to prolong my inevitable return.

[ HE'S STILL GUILTY. But he's not dangerous I mean come on, it's not like he has a real sword or anything. ]

It seems Taka has taken a liking to you.

[ Taka meanwhile leans into Maya's hand. What a good bird! ]

Not surprising.

[ Jason let the stick hit, taking the opportunity to duck under the kid's smaller arm and hit him right under the ribs. ]

Bruce never really did like talking about his failures.

[Oh yes. He missed that kind of reaction. Please, feel free to feed his ego.]

Thanks. It's all part of my training. [Well he couldn't very well say 'I've been able to walk a tightrope since I could walk because I was raised in a travelling circus' unless he wanted a quick ticket to losing his secret identity.] All in a night's work tracking down bad guys and foiling supervillains.

[Bruce? This guy-- he knew?

Robin let out a sound between a grunt and a cough at the strike-- nothing would be broken, but hey, it still hurt. No no, this was wrong, this was all wrong. Because that meant this guy couldn't be lying-- and if he was, he was a very well-informed liar. And that could only end badly.]

Who are you?! [His voice was starting to rise to a shout. He tightened his grip on the eskrima, but rotated his body and swung his leg around to hit Jason and try to buy himself a moment to get a bit more distance.] How do you know him?!

[ Jason took the strike with a soft grunt (because unlike some people, he was purely being protected by muscle right now), pinning the leg to his side on impact. You are not getting away from this one, Dick. ]

Well you see kiddo- [ He tugged Dick closer, grabbing onto the front of the kid's uniform. ] You're not exactly the first Boy Wonder.

[ And with that, he slammed Dick against the ground. ]

[Too close. This guy was good-- too good? He could've slipped his leg out easily, this shouldn't have been a problem, he was better than that!]

Wh--?!

[But this time he doesn't even get a chance to finish his sentence-- forget even prying the man's hand off his uniform-- before he can feel the ground rush to make contact with his back, a wave of shock and pain catching him before he can finish his thought. He has enough bearings to try and keep his head from banging too hard, but damn if this was one of his worst performances to date.

Pinned. Great.]

Th-- That's impossible--! [Pinned, but ever the chatty little kid.] I made Robin! And-- he wouldn't hide something like that from me--!

[Weird shoppers are us. Right now, Cecil has mushrooms, orange milk (it took ages to find), and a space, large enough for invisible corn to fit. There isn't a trace of wheat or wheat by products in the basket. None at all. They may not be banned here, but he's not going to take the chance.]

[ ... is it just him, or is that milk orange? ]

Pardon the question out of the blue, but is that orange-flavoured milk, or just something else entirely?

[ what do you mean talking to strangers in the supermarket is a social faux pas. back home, Sam might be more cautious, sure, but the one positive thing about this city as far as he can see is that there's absolutely no chance of anyone here having any interest in either using him for some bizarre scheme or killing him. which is nice. ]

[Oh, hi there.]

Both, probably. Scientists say it's like a combination of orange juice and milk. It's probably best to get the No Pulp variety.

So, do those different colored toothpastes have different meanings?

[It's only fair that he gets a question, too.]

Orange juice and milk? [ forgive Sam's nose wrinkle, Cecil, but that sounds kinda gross. and that's coming from someone who had to stomach Hellish cuisine for thousands of years. ]

Oh, the toothpaste? Only about as far as helping me to tell what bit of a magic circle does what.

[ another nice thing about this city: magic is so commonplace here that no one bats an eye if you talk about it. ]

It combines all the breakfast drinks into one! Well, you know, except for coffee, tea, or the essence of the universe.

[Eyes brighten up now.]

So, like, red's for summoning, blue's for protection, green's for energy fluctuations, and the stripe-y kind for all three? Does spearmint play a role here?

Call me old-fashioned, but I'm pretty sure that orange juice and milk are two things that really shouldn't be mixed together. [ said with an amused eyebrow-raise. whoever this man is, he's certainly bizarre even by Sam's rather generous standards. ] D'you often have essence of the universe with your cornflakes, then?

[ he laughs at the question about the toothpaste. ] I think you're the first person who hasn't looked at me like I've got two heads for using toothpaste in magic. It's nowhere near as complicated as all that, seeing as it depends on what I'm using the circle for and what colours I have on hand, but it's basically stuff like that, yeah.

[Train Station]

[This isn't Solis. Obviously. And there's no Raiden or Wolf. That's... well, it's not a comforting thought with recent events.

The little girl steps forward, glancing around and pulling her coveralls up and slipping her arms through the sleeves. It's chilly here! And she's already missing Colorado.

Another step forward brings her foot in contact with the watch and sends it skidding a short distance away, popping open as it goes. Kneeling down in front of it a moment later, she looks it over before picking it up.]

A bit primitive, isn't it? Nanomachine-based Codecs are much more effective.

[Le Cafe Anglais]

[For an eleven year old, Sunny definitely seems to know what she wants as she walks up to the counter. She'd been working all day with few to no breaks before being brought to Ruby City and now seems as good a time as any to get something to eat.

She was starting to act more and more like Otacon. Scary thought.]

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NOV. TEST DRIVE

screams into a pillow

u know u want it ovo

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B; No spoilers por favor because I'm lame and still trying to fight through case 2 ;-;

how could i not want horrible batbrothers

this is a great question like who would not want this

dan didio?

do not say his name. he's like you-know-who.

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shit is he going to appear in the middle of the night and burn my comic books

1/2

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better be careful unu he's a wily one

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/that fiend/

a menace to comics fans everywhere

tbh he's worse than voldemort

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