Thank you! [Jaime flings his hands up into the air as he says it, because evidently he has some strong feelings on the matter.] People always go straight for the gross thing, and bypass the awesome entirely. Which is their loss, because this totally saves on drycleaning.
[Partly because he doesn't have to waste any money on fixing up his suit, but also because a good three quarters of his wardrobe is made up of Scarabclothes. Nobody else in the house has asked why he has a bin full of dust in his room, and he doesn't intend on telling them.
He's probably a lot more disgusting than he gives himself credit for.]
Oh, yeah, it comes with a lot of perks. Some strength stuff, some tech stuff, some flight stuff. [He shrugs, mostly because if they start going in on his exact powers, they're going to be here all day. That and if Robin's paid any attention to the news, he probably knows that Jaime can fly and breathe in space after the whole space shuttle debacle.]
[ There's a lot of things he'd ask about if he had the time or the inclination, including so what do you wear under that, although he suspects he kind of doesn't want to know. (Well, he wants to know. He just doesn't think he'll like the answer.)
[Time to whip out one of the suit's perks. He lifts one hand in the air, and his flat, white fingertips begin to glow as a blue hologram appears midair. It's of one of the robots at Colorado, a small, delicately made machine, specifically geared for destruction.]
I picked up one of the robots back at the base to take back here for inspection. Expand the image. [Just like that, the hologram increases in size, letting Robin take a better look at it.]
The real thing's with Tony Stark right now - he's the guy I got to take a better look at it. The most important thing he's found is this.
[He lifts his other hand, and a hologram of the chip appears for but a moment before Jaime's saying,] Expand that one too. A little more... there.
[He swivels the image so the back of the chip is facing Robin, complete with serial number.] We got a number, which means we got a source. I've had worse leads.
[ He's SO IMPRESSED with the Beetletech. Note to self: nerd out more later. Possible new area of study? Find non-creepy way to rephrase that. Wait, currently irrelevant. Focus on the chip. ]
Oh, this I can definitely work with. This is my specialty.
[ Robin peers at the hologram, tapping his chin. ]
A serial number means we can track where it came from and who it went to — the source and the buyer. They've probably buried that info — they always do — but I can definitely work some techno-magic and dig it up.
KF did tell me that you're kind of the tech guy. Once we find out where they've been mass produced... between the three of us, finding out who bought them should be a piece of cake. The factory's state-side, but the guys in charge might not be. That'll be the tricky part, unless you're one of the guys who got a passport.
That means jail time and giving up your secret ID, you know. Not that I'm not all for doing what we gotta do, but I think we've got options. I know a couple guys with passports that probably won't mind doing some heavy lifting for us.
[Jaime's been trying to stay mostly professional, but that dissolves in a moment as Robin startles a laugh out of him, high and merry. He looks like he's about to say something, but then just ends up laughing again.]
Sorry, it's just -- you're a lot different from the Robin in my universe.
That too. There's definitely been more than one in my universe, but don't ask me how many.
[Not because it's a secret, per se - just because he doesn't actually know. There are a few pitfalls that come of not being interested at all in superheroes until he had abruptly become one, and a lack of knowledge about the community as a whole is one of them.
Including the number of Robins. Have there been two? Twenty? Nobody knows.]
How'd you know that, anyway? Have you run into much alternate universe stuff yet?
Yeah, but at least I don't have to live with it. It happened back home. And... I'm guessing you've got the guy-who-doesn't-know-you problem going on here, yeah?
Yep. It was just the one time, though - I think it's something that the Justice League has to deal with a lot more. You mean you guys haven't run into it back home yet?
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Come with any sweet perks?
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[Partly because he doesn't have to waste any money on fixing up his suit, but also because a good three quarters of his wardrobe is made up of Scarabclothes. Nobody else in the house has asked why he has a bin full of dust in his room, and he doesn't intend on telling them.
He's probably a lot more disgusting than he gives himself credit for.]
Oh, yeah, it comes with a lot of perks. Some strength stuff, some tech stuff, some flight stuff. [He shrugs, mostly because if they start going in on his exact powers, they're going to be here all day. That and if Robin's paid any attention to the news, he probably knows that Jaime can fly and breathe in space after the whole space shuttle debacle.]
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[ There's a lot of things he'd ask about if he had the time or the inclination, including so what do you wear under that, although he suspects he kind of doesn't want to know. (Well, he wants to know. He just doesn't think he'll like the answer.)
So he settles for a subject change. ]
So about that Colorado intel.
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[Time to whip out one of the suit's perks. He lifts one hand in the air, and his flat, white fingertips begin to glow as a blue hologram appears midair. It's of one of the robots at Colorado, a small, delicately made machine, specifically geared for destruction.]
I picked up one of the robots back at the base to take back here for inspection. Expand the image. [Just like that, the hologram increases in size, letting Robin take a better look at it.]
The real thing's with Tony Stark right now - he's the guy I got to take a better look at it. The most important thing he's found is this.
[He lifts his other hand, and a hologram of the chip appears for but a moment before Jaime's saying,] Expand that one too. A little more... there.
[He swivels the image so the back of the chip is facing Robin, complete with serial number.] We got a number, which means we got a source. I've had worse leads.
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Oh, this I can definitely work with. This is my specialty.
[ Robin peers at the hologram, tapping his chin. ]
A serial number means we can track where it came from and who it went to — the source and the buyer. They've probably buried that info — they always do — but I can definitely work some techno-magic and dig it up.
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Sorry, Robin, but we probably shouldn't go all Kill Bill on their asses. The way we'll do it will hurt a lot more.
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[ He shoots Blue Beetle his very best pout. ]
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Sorry, it's just -- you're a lot different from the Robin in my universe.
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[Not because it's a secret, per se - just because he doesn't actually know. There are a few pitfalls that come of not being interested at all in superheroes until he had abruptly become one, and a lack of knowledge about the community as a whole is one of them.
Including the number of Robins. Have there been two? Twenty? Nobody knows.]
How'd you know that, anyway? Have you run into much alternate universe stuff yet?
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[ He's getting used to it, but it's still strange. Still, he shrugs like it doesn't bother him in the least. ]
What do you think is weirder, when a stranger knows you, or when you're the stranger to someone else?
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Man, I ran into one alternate universe version of a friend who wound up killing me in that universe. Trust me, the weird never actually stops.
[He actually stops to think about that one, though.]
I wanna say the second one. It sounds like it would suck more, anyway.
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I dunno, I think the murder-friend thing might be worse. Maybe the worst. Ever.
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