Event | Turtle Dive | January 16 - 19 | Everything's better down where it's wetter~

[hazelwood]

Characters: Any and all PCs, plus an offering of Lieuen
Date: January 16th - 19th
Location: All Sectors
Situation: Tu Vishan begins to dive to the ocean floor and the city of Keeliai seems unbothered by the process. Bonfire funtimes are made available to all!
Warnings/Rating: Underwater situations; to be updated as noted

>See the comments of this post for various situations and areas available for tagging.
>Each header will be set for a date and/or area.
>A unique thread under the bonfires is available for discussions with Lieuen, should there be interested parties.
>Feel free to start your own header for specific situations.
>Refer to the two OOC posts for further details. 01 | 02

Comments

[cowled]

Oh?

[He knows exactly what you've been up to, but hey, better to put on airs.]

[mrsarcastic003]

[And have the tiniest smirk, Bruce, because if you don't know exactly what he's been up to, he'll eat that chip you just gave him.]

Mm. Catching up with some old friends, making some new ones. You know how it is, settling into a new place.

[cowled]

To my chagrin, yes. But I'd prefer Gotham.

[There is no end to how deeply he means that. Gotham is more than just his home, it's the hallowed ground on which he's staked his soul.

Bruce takes a moment to glance, disinterested, over the crowd. The city. This building is one of the taller ones in the sector, it affords a very good view.]

It's nice to have the family together again. I feel like it's been ages.

[They're short a few members, but... it's the longest stretch of time this many of them have been together. No universes to rush off and save. A few fights, and those long outstanding feuds that are largely the fault of his own pride and ego, but it's hard to escape someone in a city of this size. It's hard to run.

And... maybe that's not a terrible thing.]

[mrsarcastic003]

[Tim would prefer Gotham, too--he's not married to it like Bruce, but as corny as the phrase may be, there's no place like home. Still, this certainly is an interesting place to visit.

Even if they're involuntary guests.

He hummed a little at Bruce's comment about having the family together here.]

It does seem like it, doesn't it?

[And... it was a good thing. The bizarre circumstances had somehow--at least for now--put a pause in hostilities between him and Damian, and even he and Jason were staying out of each others' way. Things were... surprisingly good here, considering.]

[cowled]

Well, I suppose that's what happens when I spend a year overseas.

[Ain't no thang, dying. Well. Sort of dying. Time travel, bullets, dead gods. It was all very Madonna.]

[mrsarcastic003]

[Overseas. Right. Tim bites back a bit of a smirk at that.]

That is what you get, yes. And not a single postcard. [He shook his head a little in mock sadness. 'My adoptive dad got lost in time and I didn't even get a lousy t-shirt.']

Maybe--since so many of us are here--we could try to have family dinner sometimes.

[Partially joking, but... not entirely.]

[cowled]

Would you have sent postcards if you were in the tender care of an entire Olympic swim-team?

[EYEBROW RAISE. Come on, Tim. Honestly.]

So long as no one insists I cook, I'd be amenable to that.

[He knows you're not saying that for flippancy's sake, Tim.]

[mrsarcastic003]

Well, having never been in the tender care of an Olympic swim team, I really couldn't say, but I guess I can see your point.

[Bruce, what are you.]

...Does that mean I'd be cooking?

[cowled]

[There is no easy or short answer to that, Tim.]

... Can you cook?

[SLIGHTLY STARTLED, DEER-IN-HEADLIGHTS LOOK (put-upon, of course)]

[mrsarcastic003]

[So, so true.]

I guess we'll find out, won't we?

[By which he means yes.]

[cowled]

C'est la vie, son.

[Oh thank god.]

[mrsarcastic003]

Of course, that means everyone's at my culinary mercy.

[smirk]

[cowled]

God help us all.

[He's definitely rolling his eyes at you, Tim.]

[mrsarcastic003]

[Yeah, well, Tim's grinning back because he can't help himself.]

Pizza for everyone.

[And he sounds totally satisfied by that. He may be a bit of a health nut sometimes, but he is still a teenage boy.]

[cowled]

Pizza may prove to be survivable. Unless you feel the need to add cornflakes to it.

[Yes, that's more Dick's thing. But he's still wary.]

[mrsarcastic003]

[Most innocent look.]

I wouldn't dream of it.

[Artichoke, onion, and Canadian bacon. Obviously.]

[cowled]

[Bruce just makes a noise of amusement, shakes his head. It's good to have Tim around. Good to have him acting like Tim instead of that cold dark stranger he came back to after being lost in time. He isn't certain what prompted the change, but he's... glad for it. Still. He tosses his napkin down on the table and moves to stand.]

I don't know about you, but I've got some business to attend to elsewhere.

[... his expression loses some of the public Bruce Wayne persona, and his tone becomes more serious for his next statement,]

Tim. Be careful.

[mrsarcastic003]

[Tim gives him a little smile--half playful, but half serious, too. The Kedan may not be especially concerned about this whole diving turtle thing, but he's been on edge about it since minute one.

There's probably nothing to worry about, but he'd rather worry ad have it be nothing, than the other way around.]

Always. You too.

[Because really, let's not have another one of those death scares, mmkay?]

[cowled]

[Bruce tosses down enough money on the table to cover the tab, returns that little smile of Tim's.]

You know me, Tim.

[Playboys, supermodels, high-stakes polo accidents... you know. And with that, Bruce heads for the exit.]