Colin (Ford) Murphy ✖ Dick Grayson (formerrobin) wrote in ourtrueselves, @ 2010-01-17 18:36:00 |
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Entry tags: | colin ford, owen murphy |
Who: Colin Ford and Owen Murphy
Where: Colin's office at London HQ
When: Sunday night around 9 PM
What: Do we need a reason beyond that it's Dick and Tim?
Warnings: There's um. A little bit of shexy stuff. Just a little bit!
Just another busy week for the diplomatic director of the Agency. Colin had been in Washington for the first part of the week getting some things squared away in the D.C. office, plus having lunch with Krystelle and Babs, that had been eventful enough. Since he'd gotten back to London he'd been loaded down with mindless paper work courtesy of his beloved boss, Josia Hughes. Not to mention all the publicity surrounding the recent explosion of a London flat, all the efforts being made to smooth things over had given Colin a near-permanent headache. Their own investigation into possible CORE involvement (even though Colin was pretty positive there was no way they weren't involved) was ongoing and so it was back to sleepless nights and forgetting to stop for meals. It was a little scary how good he'd gotten at this whole mindless drone routine.
He'd gotten a pleasant surprise today though! Tim Drake had shown up on the boards in the afternoon, under the guise of Owen Murphy. Bassist for a reincarnate rock band named REDO and already seeming to live up to the image of Tim in the best way possible. His head mate had immediately responded to the contact, for obvious reasons. Dick held very fond feelings for his little brother and as soon as Colin began talking to Owen it was as if he already felt those things too, despite the fact that he barely knew the man. That's just how strongly Dick's reaction had been to the meeting. He had been taken by surprise that Owen had so easily accepted an invitation to see him, though had it even been an invitation? Colin was a little confused himself about what exactly had happened, all he knew was he'd possibly made fast friends with the reincarnate of Tim Drake and Owen/Tim was on their way bearing food. He was not about to complain, and when the clock struck nine he immediately became more alert, sitting up from his slouch at his desk in anticipation.