Barbara Gordon - Oracle (knowsherstuff) wrote in newalliance, @ 2012-03-18 01:21:00 |
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Entry tags: | blue beetle ii, oracle |
Who: RollThunder and Beeb [Barbara Gordon and Ted Kord]
Where: Cyberspace
When: 3/17/12 - early evening
What: More AIM geekery leads to some startling revelations.
Rating: Safe for work!
Beeb: Hey you there?
Beeb: Or out drinking green beer?
RollThunder: Green beer is unnatural.
Beeb: Well I can’t argue with that.
Beeb: So that’s a no right?
RollThunder: No. Quiet night in.
RollThunder: I’ve had my party quota filled for the week.
RollThunder: Can I say that dressing up is such a pain?
Beeb: It is! Isn’t it?
Beeb: I think as a guy that I get it easy - I put on a suit, bam! done.
Beeb: If I had to do heels, and hair and all that - I’d go out of my mind.
Beeb: All I have to do is worry about my tie and if it matches....
RollThunder: Yeah, you have it easy.
RollThunder: I had to go to a friend’s charity auction event the other night.
RollThunder: The only way it would have been worse would have been if I were one of the poor saps on the auction block.
Beeb: The Wayne thing?
Barbara immediately begins running an IP trace on her chat partner, something she has not yet done.
RollThunder: Yeah. Why do you ask?
Beeb: So weird! I was there too!
Ted’s IP address bounces all over the place. It’s nothing personal it was just something he set up for when he’s accessing the net from his Beetle cave lair.
RollThunder: Really? Where did they have you seated? Maybe we met and didn’t even know it...
Barbara starts trying to research his chat account history to find a different point of access or other identifying information.
Beeb: That would be so weird!
Beeb: I was near the back.
Beeb: hahah. Very much not up for auction.
Ted has now opened up a flickr stream of press photos from the night, and is flipping through them, looking at the various women in attendance.
RollThunder: Ah. How weird.
Barbara finds a hit from the IP of the NY office of Kord Omniversal Research and Development Inc. She decides she needs to vet him more thoroughly.
RollThunder: I guess we run in similar circles.
RollThunder: Or overlapping ones. A venn diagram.
RollThunder: You’re not from Gotham though...I could have sworn you said New York.
Ted frowns as he knows he’s never said New York. Ever. He’s careless about a lot of things, but not about that.
Beeb: I guess we do.
Beeb: Nope. Never mentioned NY.
Beeb: How do you know I’m not from Gotham?
RollThunder: Must be confused then.
RollThunder: (And I haven’t even had a green beer!)
RollThunder: You just don’t strike me as a Gothamite.
Beeb: There must just be a lot of green beer in the atompshre!
Beeb: But I do as New Yorker?
RollThunder: Unless you flew in for the party...
RollThunder: Or you’re from *shudder* Philadelphia.
Beeb: Hahaha. Chicago actually. But in New York.
Beeb: You know a lot of Gothamite’s ?
RollThunder: I grew up there.
Beeb: Oh. So you were on your home turff the other night. Cool.
Beeb: It was a fancy party - the food was really good.
RollThunder: Yeah. I would expect no less from Bruce Wayne.
RollThunder: So Gotham and New York aren’t that far apart.
RollThunder: If you wanted to...maybe get coffee sometime?
RollThunder: Or pizza!
Beeb: He does set the bar kinda high for parties.
There’s a pause between responses then as Ted tries to compose a reply.
Beeb: That would be cool.
Beeb: They make “Chicago Style Pizza” here - it’s not but close enough!
RollThunder: So meet in New York?
Beeb: Or Gotham!
Beeb: Or any place in between.
RollThunder: Gotham would be easier for me. Personally.
”And if you turn out to be evil, I could call in for reinforcements...”
”That city freaks me out. This has to be during the day then. Slightly less scary.”
Beeb: Gotham it is.
Beeb: Since you know the city - do you have suggestions on where?
RollThunder: I like this one place. The Fieri Brothers’ restaurant.
RollThunder: What day works for you?
Beeb: Great.
Beeb: Well I’m kind of my own boss, so any day works for me really.
Beeb: Wait. I have a meeting I can’t get out of on Thursday, but other then that -
Beeb: When is good for you?
RollThunder: Friday?
RollThunder: ...should we decide on some secret hand signal to give so that we recognize each other?
Beeb: That’s a good plan.
Beeb: I’ll be the guy whose doing the rock on hand signal. Even if it’s just Muuzaak playing ;)
Beeb: Ahh, for reals I’ll be the guy with umm - a blue tie!
RollThunder: Sounds like a plan.
RollThunder: I’ll be the one wearing the yellow dress.
RollThunder: And if I am holding two lanterns, that means the British are coming. :)
Beeb: Gotcha.
Beeb: I will have my horse ready outside so if the British are coming, you can spread the word!
Beeb: Oh. What time did you want to meet?
RollThunder: 7?
Beeb: Great.
Beeb: 7 it is on Friday.
”That gives me almost a whole week to worry about this meeting.”
RollThunder: Awesome.
RollThunder: Shoot! I actually have to go. Something just came up.
”I hate the Riddler so much...”
RollThunder: Talk to you soon.
Beeb: Yup!
Beeb: Laters!
“and now I commence the freaking out.”