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 Posted: Wed May 02, 2012 1:51 pm
After a few moments of Arell staring at the dinghy, a groan sounded and a man in plainclothes and a flat-cap slowly sat up in it, feeling around for something, which was revealed to be a bottle of Guinness.
"Oy..." said Aiden O'Connor, "Where... Where'm I at?"
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Posted: Wed May 02, 2012 1:57 pm
Arell looked confused and realized who that was. "Well, I think you wound up in de batcave. Nice t' see yer alive after dat party, Aiden. How'd you wind all de way up heah?" He asked. This was rather new seeing the guy who usually was slammered as hell here in Gotham. Who knew one of Ireland's best fighters and Louisiana's best booze-hound bounty hunter were friends?
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Posted: Wed May 02, 2012 2:08 pm
"Whuh-huh? Oh! Hey dere, Arell. Wassup, fella?" Aiden asked, slowly getting out of the dinghy and moving over to Arell to shake his hand. "Ah... where'm I again? A... bat cave? Lotta caves got bats, Arell, c'mon."
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Posted: Wed May 02, 2012 2:53 pm
Arell smirked. "Remember dat time we went to de drive-in when you was in town wit' de two blon' twins t' see de movie? De hideout wit' de guy in de bat costume?" he asked, trying to jog his memory. Of course, if the big, black bat that occupied this place was here, he could prove his point.
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Posted: Wed May 02, 2012 3:12 pm
"Yeah, I remember... Wait. No, no no no, dis can't b' true, Arell. I've seen a bunch'a crazy stuff since comin' here to America-- people flyin', shootin' fire from their hands and other shite-- but... no way, man..."
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Posted: Wed May 02, 2012 3:17 pm
Arell smirked when he saw something. The mirror Dundee knocked off the Batmobile in the past! He walked over and picked it up. "Doan' believe me, che'? Take a look at dis." he said as he brought it back. "Dundee broke dis off by acciden' gettin' a closer look at it." he said. The rear-view mirror from the seemingly indestructible Batmobile was now with them.
"Trus' me, che' . . . eithah we're both so drunk we're seein' things, or all dat s**t we saw in dat movie is REAL." replied.
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Posted: Thu May 03, 2012 9:01 am
(...is this a good time to enter the cave on the boat? XD)
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Posted: Thu May 03, 2012 10:10 am
((Come on in. I think Arell's calmed down now. XD))
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Posted: Thu May 03, 2012 10:26 am
(ENTER Abby, Artemis, Crystal and Tim from Dorian's Island)
The black speed boat motored into the cave's water-entrance along with its four passangers. As soon as it was docked, Robin unplugged his communicator from the "bat-boat" and hopped off. He stood next to the boat a moment as he looked down at the comm, tapping it a couple times before placing it in his pocket.
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Posted: Thu May 03, 2012 10:42 am
Abby didn't notice Arell and Aiden at first, as she was busy cuddling Artemis (this had calmed her down greatly, as she was a definite cat person) but when she looked up, she squealed.
"AIDEN!! Aiden, Aiden, Aiden, Aiden, Aiden!!" she cried out, putting Artemis down and hurrying out of the boat to hug her eldest sibling, who seemed just as surprised and overjoyed as he picked her up in a crushing hug.
"Ahh, Abby! Gawd, it's good t' see ya!" Aiden replied joyfully, spinning around once or twice. Abby pointed to Tim, Crystal, and Artemis.
"Aiden, that's Tim, Crystal, and Artemis the talkin' cat-- he's really sweet! Tim, Crystal, Artemis-- this is Aiden, me oldest brother!"
"Pleasure t' meet cha! And a talkin' cat, aye? I've seen weirder things in my time here in America!" Aiden replied.
"Yeah, well I just got back from an island with a really cute vigilante boy," Abby replied, pointing to Robin, "a catgirl, and a talkin' cat. Plus Mr. Arell there. He was actin' like a total jerk, so I kicked him in his daddy-bags."
"You what?!" Aiden shot back, his eyes wide. He looked to Arell, then back to Abby, and the young Irish girl thought he'd get mad... but instead he just started laughing uncontrollably.
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Posted: Thu May 03, 2012 10:45 am
Arell looked at the two. He was DYING to say something on the lines of "why didn't you tell me that was your sister?!" but upon threat of getting kicked in the balls again, didn't say much.
"Glad t' see y'all made it home safe. I'mma go get some ice." he said. For a young'un, she had a foot that felt like was made of steel!
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Posted: Thu May 03, 2012 10:59 am
Tim looked up in time to see Abby run up to hug her brother. That made him smile and he was inclined to approach, but first he looked back to the boat.
"Need any help?"
He looked at Crystal..... hopefully she was somehow able to get rest on the trip back to Gotham.
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Posted: Thu May 03, 2012 11:11 am
Abby wriggled free of her brother's grip and walked over to Tim. She had to stand on her toes to reach up toward his face, but she managed to peck him on the cheek.
"Thank you for helpin' me out back there," she said sweetly, and a bit shyly. "I was really scared that Tygrus guy would hurt me..."
She blushed as red as her hair and moved back over to Aiden, who, after scrutinizing Tim for a moment, gave a stiff nod, as if to say: "Well, if she thinks you're good enough..."
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Posted: Thu May 03, 2012 11:18 am
Arell appeared a few minutes later, feeling a lot better. Then paused for a minute, looking at Aiden, then Abby over at Tim. Why do I have the feeling I should be helping Aiden hide the body if he hurts her? he thought, then shook it off. He does, Batman goes after them. He doesn't, he'd probably bet AIDEN will. Damned if ya do, damned if ya don't, gator.
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Posted: Thu May 03, 2012 11:37 am
Tim was temporarily distracted by the quick kiss on the cheek and he turned to look at Abby.
"Hey, glad everything worked out."
He didn't pay enough mind to the "potential" crush that had (already) developed..... so much was already on his mind. He really had to leave to do what he was intending to do before the group's trip to the island.
(Sorry guys, it'd be hilarious, but I don't want /both/ of my guy characters to feel hella-guilty about something like this....and I don't feel like getting the snot beat outta me from you two.... emotion_8c )
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