Who: Terry and Cassandra What: The siblings meet, and bond! When:Sunday afternoon Where: TV room. Clock Tower Warnings: TBA
Terry was finally starting to feel the affects of the drugs Barbara had given him, and it was amazing. He wasn't even capable of thinking about the Joker, or being Batman even if he tried. All he was capable of was being king of the remote, and hiding in a pile of blankets. He had his own clothes back now at least..A pair of jeans, black shirt, and his trademark brown jacket. He hoped distantly that he didn't lose his ideas about the Joker..his challenge for the man. He wasn't sure it would work, but he had to try. It wasn't in him just to give up no matter how much that man scared him.
The young future generation planned on getting himself ice cream, but he'd forgotten. And now he was to tired to get up and get it for himself. Still he didn't see anyone around, so he pushed from the blankets and used the couch to get himself to his feet. So far so good.. He was up, that was half the battle.
Round two, taking a step. movement was not his friend. The second he moved everything swam infront of his eyes and blurred. The remote fell from his hands and Terry groaned. Maybe he should have taken Babs up on her offer to get it for him. But he insisted he was able to do it. Insisted he could at least do this much on his own. But the more he looked at the situation, he more he was having his doubts and it was looking like an impossible feat.