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Tweak says, "I don't miss you at all."

Terry McGinnis (futurebat) wrote in silverage,
@ 2011-06-01 18:37:00

Entry tags:

!log, cameron, terry mcginnis

Who: Terry McGinnis and Cameron
When: Wednesday, late night/early morning.
Where: A random street in the middle of NYC.
What: Terry arrives from Gotham, batsuit and all.
Rating/Status: PG / Complete!

As he glided through Gotham City's night skies, Terry felt lucky that his suit hadn't sustained much damage during his confrontation with Inque. Every time he thought she would be down - or put away - for good, she always managed to come back. And every time she did, Terry was left bruised, if not worse. He remembered with a cringe how he had once even had the lovely experience of vomiting her all over the batcave. At least she had stayed out of his body this time.

Not that she was defeated. She had escaped from him this time, though he supposed she had technically escaped every time. He really had to work on a quick and easy way of subduing her. Something more effective than water. And ice. And electricity. He'd think about that later. He was exhausted and would only manage to catch a couple of hours of sleep before morning as it was.

Terry was nearly to Wayne Manner when all of a sudden, he was jerked downward. He let out a small, surprised grunt, at which Bruce, through the communicator, called, "Everything okay out there?" Terry didn't have a chance to respond, because immediately thereafter, he hit the ground.

It wasn't his night, that was for sure. With a groan, he pushed himself up and back on his feet, readying himself for Inque or whomever was messing with him this time. It was quiet, dark, but something was off. He looked around. No Inque, but it seemed like he wasn't in Gotham anymore.

"Can you hear me?" he whispered to Bruce. Apparently not. There was no response.

Terry turned around, eying the street. These buildings were not Gotham's buildings. These streets were not Gotham's streets. Something was very wrong. He tried to call the batmobile, but, as expected, nothing happened.

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futurebat
2011-06-02 07:10 pm UTC (link)

At this point, Terry was ready to resign himself to the fact that he wouldn't be getting much out of Allison. Twenty-two, so not from this time, he mentally repeated, resisting the urge to shake his head. Under different circumstances, he would have been able to appreciate the humor in that remark, but he was exhausted and lost in time. Such factors tended to damper one's sense of humor.

And the way she smiled and asked him if he'd rather talk...maybe she was mocking him after all. Whatever, he thought dismissively. I shouldn't just hang around here like this anyway. He needed to find a way back to 2041. Or at least to Gotham.

"I should go," he said, glancing upward and mentally preparing himself for a thorough search of the city. He wasn't sure what exactly he'd be looking for, but he figured something would turn up eventually. "Nice talking to you," he said, mostly because he didn't know how else to end the odd conversation they had.

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	cameront888 2011-06-02 09:23 pm UTC (link)
	"I hope I'm not keeping you from something important," Cameron replied. "It was nice talking with you, too." "If you want to talk again, remember Allison Young, with the Civic Ballet. I'm in the cast of Harlequinade. You probably ought to wear somethind different to the ballet, though. Do try and be more careful with your landings." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

futurebat
2011-06-02 11:12 pm UTC (link)

"Thanks," Terry replied dryly. Better landings. Different outfits. Of course.

Still, he made a mental note of her name and where he'd be able to find her. Depending on how things worked out, it might be good for him to have someone he knew. Or at least could get to know when not wearing the suit. Maybe meeting her without the Batman ensemble would make their next meeting a little less strange.

But if Terry was going to have his way, he'd never have the opportunity to meet her again, because he'd be back in Gotham by morning. He disappeared into the shadow of the buildings before scaling one up to the roof. It was time to find a way back, or at least find whatever was responsible for his arrival in the past.

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