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[ It had been 910 days since Warren McGinnis was murdered in his home. Terry knew because he kept count of the days on calendar hidden in his room. His mom had found it once, questioned him about it. Wanted him to go to therapy. Terry refused and assured her he was okay. Promised her he would get rid of the thing. Instead, he just hid it better.
It had been 903 days since he met Bruce Wayne, CEO of Wayne Enterprises. Terry remembers the first time he saw him, cutting an imposing figure among the guests at Warren's funeral, while he spoke quietly with Mary. They were divorced, amicably, but still very much Not Together. And while Mary appreciated Bruce's generosity, she gently turned down his offers to continuing cutting Warren's check. To help ease the burden. No, Terry remembers her saying, They would be okay.
But they weren't okay. Not even a little.
It was hard adjusting to life with Mary again. And he tried. He really tried. But there were times when she nitpicked a little too much or was a little too harsh and Terry wanted to scream at her. Because he was angry, so very angry and it had nowhere to go. So it stayed bottled up, coiled up tight in his chest and it felt like it would explode at any minute. Instead, he packed a bag and slipped out his bedroom window.
He met Batman that night and that changed his world. Tilted it upright when Warren's murder had so violently tipped it sideways.
Bruce had given him an outlet. Something to focus all of that pain and grief and rage on. And he agreed to help Terry nail the bastard who shot his father. The solution was an easy one, Terry had been home that night, had heard it all. He knew the voice - would always remember it. All he needed was a name.
When he had it, he gave it to Bruce right away. And what did he do with it? From Terry's perspective, nothing. Not a damned thing. And maybe that made him a little bit resentful. Resentful enough that he decided to do something about himself.
It's not the first time he's turned off the tracker in his suit. Just the longest. The radio in his ear cackles to life and he can hear Bruce. Robin, your signal is lost. Status?
Must be out of range, he says. And that's not technically a lie. He should be in the Bowery. That's where Bruce told him to be. But tonight, he's perched on the rooftop across from one of the most expensive restaurants in town. Through the windows, he can see him. Derek Powers, laughing and sipping expensive wine, like everything is normal. Like he didn't kill Warren 910 days ago. Maybe he didn't remember. Terry would remind him.
He hears the radio again. Robin! ]
I'm here, Batman. I'm okay. I'll catch up with you soon.
[ then he flicks the radio off. ]
It had been 903 days since he met Bruce Wayne, CEO of Wayne Enterprises. Terry remembers the first time he saw him, cutting an imposing figure among the guests at Warren's funeral, while he spoke quietly with Mary. They were divorced, amicably, but still very much Not Together. And while Mary appreciated Bruce's generosity, she gently turned down his offers to continuing cutting Warren's check. To help ease the burden. No, Terry remembers her saying, They would be okay.
But they weren't okay. Not even a little.
It was hard adjusting to life with Mary again. And he tried. He really tried. But there were times when she nitpicked a little too much or was a little too harsh and Terry wanted to scream at her. Because he was angry, so very angry and it had nowhere to go. So it stayed bottled up, coiled up tight in his chest and it felt like it would explode at any minute. Instead, he packed a bag and slipped out his bedroom window.
He met Batman that night and that changed his world. Tilted it upright when Warren's murder had so violently tipped it sideways.
Bruce had given him an outlet. Something to focus all of that pain and grief and rage on. And he agreed to help Terry nail the bastard who shot his father. The solution was an easy one, Terry had been home that night, had heard it all. He knew the voice - would always remember it. All he needed was a name.
When he had it, he gave it to Bruce right away. And what did he do with it? From Terry's perspective, nothing. Not a damned thing. And maybe that made him a little bit resentful. Resentful enough that he decided to do something about himself.
It's not the first time he's turned off the tracker in his suit. Just the longest. The radio in his ear cackles to life and he can hear Bruce. Robin, your signal is lost. Status?
Must be out of range, he says. And that's not technically a lie. He should be in the Bowery. That's where Bruce told him to be. But tonight, he's perched on the rooftop across from one of the most expensive restaurants in town. Through the windows, he can see him. Derek Powers, laughing and sipping expensive wine, like everything is normal. Like he didn't kill Warren 910 days ago. Maybe he didn't remember. Terry would remind him.
He hears the radio again. Robin! ]
I'm here, Batman. I'm okay. I'll catch up with you soon.
[ then he flicks the radio off. ]

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He's not going to do shit for you.
[He says it with a snarl, and nods over.]
But I have a sniper rifle right there. My guy seems to be taking his leisurely time.
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Anyway, he's got an excuse to give himself more time to think it over. ]
I can't kill him yet. There were two of them that night. I don't know who the second guy is. I'm going to make Derek tell me.
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This isn't surprising. None of these Bats have what it takes to actually get a killer off the streets. Jason isn't one to actually kill indiscriminately, no matter what Bruce may think, but if someone killed someone he loved?
They wouldn't last.
But his excuse (and he'll call it that forever) isn't bad, either.]
If you want to get information out of him, you need a plan. Do you have one?
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[ So no, not really. Being here tonight was a half baked scheme Terry cooked up when he overheard Bruce on the phone with the guy. He's been making it up as he went along the second he turned off that tracker. ]
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[He is not a party to this stupidity. That is literally the worst plan he's ever heard.
He reaches and takes his knife back.]
You need a better plan than that.
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Well, I'm all ears.
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Big Bat won't like you talking to me about revenge.
[Which means:]
Do you really want my help?
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[ Like a good little birdie. He doesn't feel let down necessarily. But he is very disappointed in the time it's taking for some action. He wants to be the one to kick Derek in the teeth, but he could have been satisfied if Bruce had done it too. ]
I'm tired of waiting. If he won't help me, then I'll take it from someone who will.
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Send me all the information you have, and anything B has.
[He normally might tell him to fuck off but this is too close to what happened to Jason. Bruce letting things just hang, sit there, letting people who should be put away free.
He’s actually not surprised that Grayson didn’t get involved, but he is disappointed.]
I’ll contact you when I have an idea.
I can do a time skip to intel delivery in my next tag
[ Derek's getting into a car and Terry's still tempted to follow it. Grapnel in hand, he looks over his shoulder at Jason. ]
I'll get you that intel. Just give me a little time.
[ Then he's firing it to follow the car. Bruce would be along soon enough and Terry was not ready to face that lecture just yet. ]
perfect!!
Jason isn't an easy man to find but Terry is a Bat, and more than that, he's a Bat who knows the old neighborhood, so when he catches wind of him in a way that is actually respectful, as opposed to how the other Bats come looking for him, which usually involves things like dramatic chases and cornering "innocent" drug dealers, etc, etc.
Anyway.
Getting found is not startling. It's another rooftop, of course, because that's where birds hang out, and both are in costume, because Jason doesn't show his face to almost anyone these days.]
So.
Charlie Bigelow, huh?
[Why not start with that.]
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He's not supposed to be out right now. Bruce benched him after that little stunt he pulled the other night. Said clearly he needed to learn discipline. So he really should be in the cave training. But he wasn't going to pass up an opportunity to pass along the info like he said he would to Jason.
Until Jason says that and Terry wishes he hadn't bothered to come out at all. ]
Yeah what about him? I don't hang with him anymore if that's what you're asking.
[ mainly cause 1) he's still locked up and 2) Bruce said he had to cut him off for this Robin thing to work. ]
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[Jason does his research, but he also doesn't care in the same way Bruce does.]
Calm down. I run a crime empire. I don't care that you used to run with a small-time crook.
[Jason, of all people, doesn't judge this kind of thing. He's more interested in other things.]
You ditched that for the cape?
[The truth is - Jason might know some of the broad strokes but he doesn't have a lot of the nitty gritty details. Is Terry wearing his old colors (Grayson's old colors) just because Bruce told him he would be able to get his father's killer? Something else?]
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Yeah. My parents got divorced and I didn't handle it well. So my mom kinda shipped me off to live with my dad. Didn't help. That's how I met Big Time - Charlie.
[ Made him feel like he was the kid she didn't want, considering she kept Matt. ]
I was a pretty bad kid when I ran with Charlie's old crew. Bruce gave me a chance.
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[He says it with a shrug; it almost stings, to know he was replaced by someone who could have been him. Jason was a good kid, all he wanted to do was love his mom and go to school, and after Bruce picked him up, for a while school and Robin was his whole life. It got complicated when he became a teenager, but-
-but he wasn't supposed to be replaced.
He'll examine that later. He'll blame Bruce for that later.]
Show me what you brought me.
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He offers Jason a data drive, complete with everything he could get his hands on. ]
He's been looking into Derek for a while. Apparently suspects him of some other things. Cooperate espionage, sabotage, that sort of thing. There's something else but couldn't get to it. He doesn't want me to see it, whatever it is.
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Keeping shit on the high shelves.
[There are layers of security that it takes time to crack, even for one of the Robins. Jason figures if Terry is being a good boy to get his prize he won’t risk it, not yet.
Maybe later.
He twists his mouth a little, but it’s not displeasure, and Terry can’t see it anyway. He’s thinking, so there’s silence a moment.]
I kept an eye on him. He lives like an executive, so boring as hell. His driver is clean as a whistle, one of my girls approached him and he gave her a twenty and told her to get herself a coffee and a sweater.
[So:]
He doesn’t hire a maid, though. No housekeepers of any kind.
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Maybe he doesn't want a maid dusting his dirty little secrets?
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[He considers this a moment.]
What do you want the outcome of this to be?
[Kill him? Hand him to Gordon? One is definitely in Jason’s wheelhouse and the other isn’t, not quite.]
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I don't think he deserves the chance to do this to anyone else. Putting him in jail isn't going to stop him.
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God.
Bruce doesn't deserve this Robin. He's going to destroy him, like he destroyed Jason, break his heart the same way.]
Okay.
[The word comes out a little tinny, but confident.]
Do you think you could kill him?
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Terry just wasn't sure if he could be the one to do it. ]
I want to. [ he sighs deeply. ] But I don't know if I can.
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Come on.
[He tips his head a little, over to indicate the side of the building, and he casually takes a run and a grapple. He figures that Terry can keep up; they're going to a safehouse that is more an office than it is a place that Jason's ever slept in his whole life.
Which is to say that when he crawls in through the window, all there is is a laptop and a phone, and some boxes that Jason's been using to sit down at, as well as store some guns.
He looks up when Terry comes in.]
Is it because you're a bat at heart?
[He says it as if he didn't interrupt a conversation with a twenty minute run.]
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He slips in after Jason and finds himself a place to sit before he answers Jason's question. ]
That's part of it, yeah. But then I think about. What if Bruce hadn't given me a second chance?
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It could also be a trap, and Jason doesn't take chances. That's why he's not going to his actual safehouses. Still.]
He gives multiple chances to people who don't deserve it. Why is this town still buying bottled water? Why does everyone carry gas masks? Why do the kids in Park Row walk in packs if they go anywhere after eight at night?
You want to lump yourself in with shitheads like Derek Powers? You held up some places because you were a stupid kid who needed help. He's a business executive who's never faced a consequence he couldn't money away.
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