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Jason Todd	Jason had arrived back from wherever it was he went sometime last night, depending on how talkative Alfred is being, word may have spread of Jason's little talk with Bruce and that Jason had been given his assigned neighbourhoods like the rest of the team. All of that was true and Jason had spent the rest of the night clearing out some of the caches in his areas and moving them to places only he knew about as well as storing a lot of it in his so-called Red Cave. That wasn't all he did though, he also sent a message to Babs, quick and to the point and very Jason: Hey, back in town. Saw Bruce, we should talk, my old hangout, bring coffee. Once it's set he busies himself getting his old lair back up and running, clearly Jason was planning to stay awhile.
Barbara Gordon	The roar of Babs 2025 suped up Ducati echos down the entrance tunnels to the subway station where the Red Cave is located and quickly slides to a hault near her ''brothers'' cycle. She's not wearing the cowl, which still made her feel awkward anyways, as she made her way into the cave proper carrying a pair of thermus sealed canisters of Jitters coffee.. She's wearing a litl black ''Members only'' jacket, a gray tanktop, blue jeans with tears in the knees and half-calf boots. "Hey, Jay? You here? It's Babs." One thermus held up in a little tripod of her fingers, "I come bringing caffinated offerings."
Jason Todd	The bike's engine has Jason looking up from his work wiring some new gear into the Cave's computer system, seeing Babs, he gets to his feet wiping his hands on the fatigue pants of his Red Hood suit. His helmet and mask are off however and it's clear he's in desperate need of that coffee, like most of the family right now, he was showing signs of sleep deprivation and stress. Not willingly though as he tries to push it all back behind one of his usual smirks, "Oh my god, is that co-Batman!" he greets the redhead. "And she brought coffee too," he says before chuckling with amusement. "Heard the news, congratulations I guess," he offers as he comes to meet her by the bikes.
Barbara Gordon	"Don't congratulate me for this.." Babs exchanges the extended coffee for a hug Jason probably doesn't want, but it's thankfully quick and mostly just a side bump of her hip against his. "I never wanted the cowl, I wanted to retire from the streets and stay behind my damn computer." Sipping her own thermus, grinning slightly around the lip. While gazing around the Cave, "Doesn't seem to have changed much in your absence, but I guess it wouldn't would it? How are you? Alfred told me you had a conversation..." Which she says 'lightly', with finger quotes, "With Bruce. ''An Idiot''? Really?" Still grinning, if tired.. and a little sad for the implications..
Jason Todd	Jason may not want it but he accepts it without protest, which is as good as a hug back from him. He does want that coffee though and he takes it readily with a greedy first sip sighing as the hot ambrosia hits him. "You're a life saver," he says to Babs before nodding about the cowl situation. "It was mostly sarcastic," he says of his congratulations. "But glad he had the sense to give it to you, even if it's keeping with his talent for monumentally wrecking plans. Hell, I thought I was done with this crap but here he is assigning me neighbourhoods like I still take his orders." He gives the place a look, "Yeah, I put up a few things to discourage looters, guess they worked, plus haven't seen any of the Outlaws in ages, so," he shrugs in admission of the state of his little band of would-be heroes. "Me? I'm great," he lies before breaking into a half-hearted chuckle, "He deserved it, he took on freaking Superman, /alone/, you know how many times we've all got the 'don't take on what you can't handle' speech from him and he just runs off and does /this?/." The facade breaks down as some of his emotion creeps into his voice. "Idiot was the least of the things I could have called him. You should be mad too, all of us should, we had lives and plans and now we're doing this, just like he's always wanted."
Barbara Gordon	Babs regards Jason, one arm crossed beneath the other elbow which balances her thermus up near her mouth as he explains his point of view on the situation, "It is what it is, Jay." That's largely been her opinion on most things since she was eighteen years old and started this whole love/hate relationship with vigilantism. "I could have turned it down." Because pragmatism runs in her family. Look at Jim Gordon. She smirks around a sip of welcomed coffee. "So can you." She points out with a raised, dark red brow over the red-framed glasses she's wearing. "You look great. Fit anyways.. probably use a few hours sleep, but all of us could... except for maybe Dick, I think he gets eight hours no matter what happens..." Sucking at her teeth quietly, she turns a little to regard the cave again. "He had to do it.. and you know he wouldn't be able to if we'd been there. I don't /agree/ with his decision, but I definitely understand it. A lot of what Bruce does seems insane until the parts are laid together on the table." Glancing back at her brother, "Who else could have pulled this off? Pulled it off /and/ survived? You? Me?" She shakes her head knowingly, "It had to be Bruce. You know it and I know it.. The point is, he ''succeeded'', where any other person on Earth would have failed."
Jason Todd	Jason shakes his head ruefully, "Yeah, we could have but we didn't and he knew we wouldn't because he's /him/ and that's what he does. He knew I wasn't going to just let you guys take this on by yourselves without someone to make sure you all didn't drive yourselves crazy trying to be him, and you... I'm not sure why you're doing it but I bet he knew why you would." He shakes his head before snorting at the compliment, "Thanks, you too, not sure how you do it with the whole sitting behind a computer thing you were doing, but it's working," he says in brotherly amusment before groaning. "Ugh yeah, sleep is Dick's superpower, that smugh bastard. How's best Robin these days anyhow?" Not that Jason thought Dick was the best, but he was sure Bruce thought tfhat, especially when he was the only other option. As for Bruce's plans and the sanity there of. "I dunno, figure with the right rifle and Kryptonite bullet I could get the job done," Jason opines of taking on Supes. But then that would be assassination, quick and easy rather than trying, fighting until the last minute to save the Man of Steel like Bruce had. "Even if it only could have been him, it's still a stupid idea," he says which was concession to Babs' point in Jason-speak. "I'd kick his ass for it if Supes hadn't beat me to it."
Barbara Gordon	"You have a strange way about you Jay..." Babs says with an amused grin, she's one of the few people who never really tried to make Jason into something he wasn't. ... but that's Babs' super power, if sleep is Dicks. She understands people and accepts them for who they are. She sips a bit more coffee, "I'm glad to see that's not changed.. I wouldn't know what to do with you if you showed up agreeable." Obviously teasing him. "I did it because I had to. I have a... well she's not my daughter, but she's as close to it as anyone is ever going to be. And we both know Gotham has to have a Batman." Motioning out with a point extending off from her coffee, "Dick can handle it, but he's no Bruce... so... it was an easy decision to make, no matter what I /want/." Which was definitely not the cowl. "Sitting behind a computer desk isn't ''all'' I do. You've seen the Clocktower, I have an entire floor dedicated to my gym." At her brothers redirect as far as Batman's plan.. "We can't change it now. We can move forward. I have no intensions of wearing that god damn cowl every night, so Oracle is still visible.. besides, I have Misfit to run patrols in my sector. Tell me how I can help you."
Jason Todd	And that super-power was one of the reasons Babs was one of his favourite people. She took him as he was, no trying to change him, no bullshit. He offers probably his first real smiles in a couple of days over his coffee. "If I'm ever agreeable that's how you know I'm really Clayface," he says with a solemn nod. "Wait don't tell me you're adopting yourself an army too?" Jason asks about the daughter, though his concern is mostly for effect. "Who is she?" As to the rest? "So guess we're both doing this to keep the family safe," he shakes his head. "We're total suckers, you know that right?" he says, still here he was setting up shop and looking to get ready for the long haul. As to the computer thing, "Ah right the gym, guess you computer nerds can't all be pasty and out of shape," he teases lightly before switching tracks. "Help me?" he actually has to take a moment to consider that. "I guess just keep telling things to me straight. I can hold down my section, I just need to know what's going on," he turns his attention back to her then, "And what about you? You've got half the mantle on your shoulders, how can I help?" A beat. "Yes that hurt to say, shut up."
Barbara Gordon	Babs snorts into a quiet laugh at Jason and rolls her eyes, "God you're an asshole." Shaking her head as she sucks down more of the life giving coffee in her thermus, "mm.." Pointing as she swallows, arm returned to lay across her chest with a little grin at the question about her ''adopted army''. "No, not really.. kind of I guess. Charlie.. she goes by Misfit. She was already a vigilante when I brought her in, though. Lost her family to a fire." The grin fades a little, but only when explaining a bit about her ''wards'' history. It returns quickly, "You're going to hate her... endlessly optomistic. So.. you know basically every thing you're not." Playfully snorting at Jason. "Damn right we aren't. I'm an Omega level nerd, I'll have you know.. I can like Picard /and/ Kirk. I'm that fucking good." "Yeah, help you. Your network? Software upgrades for your computer.. I want to link all of the sectors through a central computer, back at the Clocktower so I can direct cases through.. yours is suspiciously off the grid and.. I get it, but we're not exactly in a position to fly ''solo'' right now." Because part of the mantle is on her shoulders and not fully on Bruce's. "Soon as some Two-Face or .. god forebide... the clown find out Batman isn't ''Batman''?" Foreboding, "We're going to have a world of problems." As for helping her? "Damian has powers now, I still don't understand that or if it's permanent, but he's going to be rutterless.. I can talk to him, but I think you're a better option. He needs someone to look up to.. and I don't think I'm the person for it and I /know/ Dick isn't.. that leaves you, buddy.."
Jason Todd	"Also how you know I'm not Clayface," Jason retorts of being an asshole chuckling as he takes a swig of his coffee. Jason's expression shifts from hopeful at the new kid's choice of names, to exhasperated at the description of her personality. "Ugh. Am I allowed to gag her and tie her to the Penny if she gets on my nerves?" he asks with a grin. "Rough deal about her family though, how she end up on your radar? Not just everyone falls into this biz." He laughs, "More of Han Solo man myself," Jason replies of Bab's nerdery. If there was any doubt that he wasn't willfully mixing fandoms it was dispelled by him shifting his stance so any incoming swats for his blasphemy would hit his shoulder and not the precious coffee. There's a nod for his computer situation, "Was wiring in some of the stuff I lifted from one of my bunkers, but yeah, if it's you running the show I'll link in with the others. Just reserve the right to burn the rig down when he's back," it's said lightly enough but there's a moment after he says it where the 'when' becomes an 'if' and it shows on his face. He pushes past it. "Well, it's the Clown, I'll handle him," Jason says darkly, leaving little doubt in how he'd manage that. As for the other he nods, "Yeah, guess I speak deliquent, I can talk to him. Shame his little show at Big Blue's funeral was for show, kid went up a few notches in my book for that."
Barbara Gordon	"Jury is still out." Babs confides jokingly at whether Jason is Clayface or not. She's smirking around her coffee though. "Ehhh... she can teleport, so fat chance keeping her up there." With a whimsical little flip flopping of her hand, "She was fighting crime in Little Chiba, calling herself Batgirl. This was right after I busted my knee all to shit and before Stephanie filled the mantle, so we were short one ''actually useful'' Bat-persona." Another, more pronounced, smirk. "Batwoman and I tracked her down, then I sent Silk to talk to her.. but it took Bruce to bring her around. I missed a subtle que, which I'm still kicking myself for... but I'm making it up to her now." Besides, teaching another young woman how to be independent? How could '"Babs'' possibly ignore that? "Mmm.. even once he's back, I'll be the only one with full access. I've got everyone on comms now, but with central connection to the satellite computers I can feed direct information to and from the Caves central HUB. It'll mean having to deal with Bruce less..." Which she suspects will suit Jason. At the mention of Jason's intent with the Clown, Babs just nods. The pair of them, Jason and Babs, have their own sorted history with that psychopath. Just now she's rubbing at the small of her back almost absently remembering it. "I was kind of impressed with the Baby Bird too.. he's got moxie.. what he needs is direction.."
Jason Todd	Jason snorts and shakes his head in reply to Bab's joke. Then it's back to Misfit, "Wait she teleports?" he says with a look of amusement on his face one that only grows when he hears the girl jacked the Batgirl identity and went out fighting crime. "Well if she can dial down the optimisim she might be alright." Though bit about Babs missing something doesn't escape Jason's notice. "Are you sure /you're/ not Clayface? He asks her, Babs the super nerd missing something?" Though yeah, her taking kid under the wing showing her the ropes, that was very Babs. "Can I think about it?" he asks about the set up for after Batman's return. He could see the practical aspects, but being tied into their network just felt like he was signing on to the team again, even if Babs would be running said network. Jason catches the attention Babs gives her lower back, "We'll get him," he promises about the Clown, before moving on to Damian. "He's got that for sure," Jason agrees. "And since you're asking, sure, I'll talk to him. Not sure how much help I'll be but I'll talk to him."
Barbara Gordon	"She does." Babs says with a smirk, nodding absently up to the point Jason points out she missed something, "I was going through a breakup.. I let it affect me. Was stupid and it wont happen again." Because she sworn off companionship of this nature entirely for the length of forever. "Of course you can think about it.. I don't see Bruce springing back up in the next few days, anyways..." Pausing, considering that joke with a little frown, "Still too soon, to joke about Superman being his kryptonite?" She grins all the same and nods, "Good. Maybe the two of you can help each other deal with your abandonment issues." She teases, shoving Jason's shoulder with the palm of her hand. "Get some sleep before your patrol, huh? It's going to be a busy night tonight..." After glancing at her, probably suped up, Wayne Tech Promethius smartphone.. "Fucking Damian." She drains her coffee, "I have to get, got to go kick his ass before the ''President'' declares vigilantes in Gotham public enemy or something."
Jason Todd	"Yeah, breakups are a bitch," Jason says with a knowing nod. It wasn't a coincidence he broke up with Kitty just before his big dissapearing act. "And I'll hold you to that Babs, and if you ever feel tempted just introduce any new beaus to me and Damian, we'll get them running for the hills." Jason gives a nod about the computers before breaking into a laugh. "God that's dark, and they think /I'm/ the horrible one," he says even as he continues to laugh. "I am totally going to steal that, jusy fyi.," "Yeah, could happen," Jason says with all the skeptcism in the world, but hey he was willing to give it a shot at least. He laughs at the shoulder push, "But I've got liquid sleep right here?" he protests holding up the coffee. He cranes his neck to see the screen. "Wow... so I've got my work cut out for me," he remarks seeing what's going on. "Go kick his ass, Babs, I'll catch you around."
Barbara Gordon	"Yeah, he's a proper pain without Bruce to hold his leash." Babs says with a snort, both of the know Bruce was hardly holding Damian's leash anyways. "Seeya around, Jay... here." Her hand slids into her pocket and tosses a small USB drive in his direction, "Upload that to your computers and I'll do the rest once I get back to the Clocktower. Deactivation code will be: Babs is best Batman." Because she's a nerd. "For when you're no longer wanting to play ''happy family business''." She leans into a hip bump. "Seeya around lil brother." Because she's also a bitch. Back to her ducati, finishing her coffee on the way.
Jason Todd	Jason snatches the drive out of the air with a grin, "Thanks Babs," snorting at the activation code and returning the little hug/bump thing this time. "But do I really have to lie to my computer like that?" he teases back, rolling his eyes at being called lil' brother. "Later nerd," he calls after her before heading back to his computer work, whistling to himself. As much as he bitched sometimes it was nice to have family.