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[heirdom]

[Peace Patrol HQ filter.]

[A very surly little boy is standing in one of the cells, holding the bars, elbows locked, deep in contemplation. If he can get out of here before someone else comes or Kate tells Dick, he'll be fine. Right? Right. Can't be too hard.

Except this thing was built to house supervillains with physical and magical powers far outstripping his own. And while he may be small, he's not gonna fit between the bars.

Crap. I mean... crud.]

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[fired-once.livejournal.com]

[ so guess who's coming down for a routine little inspection?

yeah man, these things look-... ]

[fired-once.livejournal.com]

[ . . . . . . . ]

[fired-once.livejournal.com]

Huh. Can't say I expected to find you down here. [ though it's not as surprising as one might think ]

[heirdom]

[Displeased look.]

I don't care what Kate told you, let me out.

[fired-once.livejournal.com]

Yeah? Well, what if Kate told me some really nasty things?

[ she didn't though ]

[heirdom]

I'm not a criminal, and you haven't tried or sentenced me, so you can't leave me in here.

[fired-once.livejournal.com]

Well, you can always post bail to get out until your trial.

[ totally fuckin' with him, but he looks serious ]

[heirdom]

What the hell is the point of bail in a world with no real currency system?

[pointed attempted-shaking of the bars, but they're solid, so he just... attempts to shake them.]

Let. Me. Out. Now.

[fired-once.livejournal.com]

Because I like money.

[ pauses ]

Tell you what. How about I have Dick come and pick you up?

[heirdom]

[But then he'll be in trouble. He thinks about that for a second.]

No, just let me out. He doesn't need to know I was here.

[fired-once.livejournal.com]

Nah, I think he'll want to know.

[heirdom]

I'll tell him myself, then.

[fired-once.livejournal.com]

Got a journal handy?

[heirdom]

No...

[fired-once.livejournal.com]

That's a shame. Left mine back in my room.

I'll swing by and grab it later. After lunch, maybe.

[heirdom]

And I'm supposed to stay here until then?

[fired-once.livejournal.com]

Hm?

[ a beat ]

Ah, right. I suppose you want me to bring you something to eat while I'm at it?

[heirdom]

[Getting. So. Annoyed.]

I want you to open this cell door right now!

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[fired-once.livejournal.com]

[ so guess who's coming down for a routine little inspection?

yeah man, these things look-... ]

[fired-once.livejournal.com]

[ . . . . . . . ]

[fired-once.livejournal.com]

Huh. Can't say I expected to find you down here. [ though it's not as surprising as one might think ]

[heirdom]

[Displeased look.]

I don't care what Kate told you, let me out.

[fired-once.livejournal.com]

Yeah? Well, what if Kate told me some really nasty things?

[ she didn't though ]

[heirdom]

I'm not a criminal, and you haven't tried or sentenced me, so you can't leave me in here.

[fired-once.livejournal.com]

Well, you can always post bail to get out until your trial.

[ totally fuckin' with him, but he looks serious ]

[heirdom]

What the hell is the point of bail in a world with no real currency system?

[pointed attempted-shaking of the bars, but they're solid, so he just... attempts to shake them.]

Let. Me. Out. Now.

[fired-once.livejournal.com]

Because I like money.

[ pauses ]

Tell you what. How about I have Dick come and pick you up?

[heirdom]

[But then he'll be in trouble. He thinks about that for a second.]

No, just let me out. He doesn't need to know I was here.

[fired-once.livejournal.com]

Nah, I think he'll want to know.

[heirdom]

I'll tell him myself, then.

[fired-once.livejournal.com]

Got a journal handy?

[heirdom]

No...

[fired-once.livejournal.com]

That's a shame. Left mine back in my room.

I'll swing by and grab it later. After lunch, maybe.

[heirdom]

And I'm supposed to stay here until then?

[fired-once.livejournal.com]

Hm?

[ a beat ]

Ah, right. I suppose you want me to bring you something to eat while I'm at it?

[heirdom]

[Getting. So. Annoyed.]

I want you to open this cell door right now!