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@jason.todd

[reneger]

the fuck did you wander off to?

[stagethreeclinger]

oh you know, places to go people to see
stuff, lori, things
im looking at parts for this thing im building damian
why, something on fire?

@cecily.trevelyan

[closerift]

Hello.
You don't know me, but my name is Cecily Trevelyan. Arrived a bit ago and just woke up with my bow from home with me, as if it'd been there all along.
No arrows, though.

I've been told that you might be able to help with that problem?
Happy to compensate, of course.

[stagethreeclinger]

yo cecily, cool to meet you
seriously? they gave you the bow and no ammo? cheap skates
but no worries, i can hook you up

2 questions - what kind of bow is it, and how long's your draw?
bonus question - you want any trick arrows or just the normal kind?

[did someone ask for an action thread]

[overrate]

[ now that he's got the ability to actually mask his identity? it's a lot easier to go rooftop hopping in the middle of the night, when he gets to those points where he just can't sleep.

sure, there were lesser criminals hanging around, doing illegal shit. but a part of him hoped that something interesting would happen as he hopped down to the next rooftop, his black mask similar to Jason's red one.

And he wasn't alone. damn it. ]

[yes someone did, tyty]

[stagethreeclinger]

[ for all the robots and weaponry roy can make, he's a really shitty tailor, so he's out here, vigilante justice o'clock, on a rooftop in civvies (hoodie, jeans, ball cap), with a quiver at his hip and a red, recurve bow dangling lazily from a gloved finger. when jason hops down, roy's whistling, mid-tune, as he slouches against a scifi AC unit. ]

Good night for bird watching, huh, Robin? [ he knows a red hood mask when he sees one (especially since jason was recently showing him his gear), paint job or no. a beat, and he grins. ] Shoulda known it was you the second I saw that hey, fuck you, buddy stare.

[ back at the safehouse, he means, because roy's been doing his stalking. sup, baby jay. ]

@jason.todd

[reneger]

watching you publicly burn through my shit is almost painful

[stagethreeclinger]

hey i didn't ask the shadow blobs to come creeping up from hell
i'll make people pay next time ok promise

@loki.odinson

[selfimage]

[ shortly after this. ]

Is Jason with you? I'm not in the mood for games.

[stagethreeclinger]

no, haven't seen him today
he's not with you?

@kyna.medina

[evocation]

hey
what are you up to?

[stagethreeclinger]

hideeho neighborino
dismantling other peoples stuff for roomba wars
you?

[coalitions]

[Bad username or site: lexa @ trikru] has mentioned you.

@clarke.griffin

[strove]

Are you still interested in the reconnaissance project I mentioned before? I was thinking we could have a small unit dedicated to it.

[stagethreeclinger]

i'm gonna be straight with you, mama red wings
jason warned me not to and i trust that dude with my life
that said i dont mind pinch hitting
cant join a unit in any real capacity and im only answering to jay or loki
but if your guys hit something big and need an extra hand, let me know

@loki.odinson

[selfimage]

If you don't drink, what do you do?

[stagethreeclinger]

build stuff, mostly. why, you looking for a sponsor?

[righteously]

@robert.plant has mentioned you.

workshop thread for ellie;

[stagethreeclinger]

[ roy's workshop is a warehouse on the shadier side of town, but that kind of comes with the territory when you're funded by your best bud's illegal gang activities. the door's marked by a single red arrow scrawled across it in spray paint, something like black sabbath blaring from the other side of it, only exploding into much louder noise once ellie swings the door open.

roy himself is in dirty, grease-stained jeans and a sleeveless tank, thick welding apron strapped over that with rubber gloves pulled up to his elbows, shock of messy, bright red hair underneath the welding mask and ballcap sitting backwards on his head. he tips the visor up when a cheerfully k-pop sounding jingle sounds at the door's opening. ]

Yo! [ roy calls out as the torch in his hand is turned off, and the music drastically scaled down for the sake of comprehensible conversation. ] You my boomstick appointment?

[notathreat]

[It sounds heavily familiar. Ellie stands outside the doorway for a moment to breathe, her head tipped back to look at the sign, hooking her thumbs into the straps of her empty backpack.

She hasn't switched up her wardrobe that much despite the heat. Still jeans, sneakers, an open-necked henly. A black knit beanie covering up her shaved head and new scars, the three-quarter sleeves short enough to show most of her tattoo, even if she's gotten her fingers fixed up. Good as new, all ten of 'em.

Roy Harper sounds both way nicer than Bill, and significantly less paranoid. From the small exchange she's had with him, he's probably going to be easier to work with than Clarke... but she doesn't quite know what kind of person he is, yet. Or what he'll want for his help. She'll just have to find out.

Ellie lets the door fall shut behind her, heads on over to his table, lifting one scarred eyebrow. His hair's redder than hers, not something she's used to seeing.]

Yeah, I'm Ellie. Thanks for hooking me up.

[... and belatedly, the sight of the shop starts to sink in.]

Shit, is this all yours?

@kyna.medina

[evocation]

hey
are you busy? can we talk?

[stagethreeclinger]

not too busy for you
whats up chica

The Aerie (au event) | @arsenal

[stagethreeclinger]

@aegis

[jettisons]

I need your help.

@jason.todd ; during the event

[reneger]

asshole

[reneger]

check in already

@jason.todd

[reneger]

harper

[stagethreeclinger]

JK I'M UP
JAYBIRD
jason
jasimus maximus
you came back bby im gonna cry
while i throw you out a window

@kyna.medina

[evocation]

hey
you're back, right?
please be back

[stagethreeclinger]

yeah, fresh from hunger games wannabe land
and i never even got to cosplay katniss, that's the real bullshit about all this


hey
you holding up ok?

@dick.grayson

[dickism]

hey. it's me.
i'm back for the third time, i guess. let me know when you get this.

[stagethreeclinger]

DICKIE
if it makes you feel any better, i never saw the first two of you
so you're still #1 Dick in my heart
well #2
after
u know
roy jr
sorry, biased, i know

aaanywho whats up, dude, where're you holing up?

@loki.odinson

[selfimage]

I'm in need of carob chips.
The good kind.

[stagethreeclinger]

like pretend chocolate chips?
why?
are you making cookies?
are you making chocolate pancakes?
are you making a cake?
is this feast related?

[coalitions]

@lexa.trikru has mentioned you.

@lexa.trikru

[coalitions]

Two questions: do you still have your Kestrel tattoo and have you had a dream involving Johann Grey in a restaurant?

[stagethreeclinger]

[[ ooc; dropping this here for reference ]]

yep and uh
yep
it was trippy
started with sauron eyeing me up in a dark void but ended in a lovely dinner date with an ocean view, snowy mountain tops, and smooth jazz
say what you will about johanny, the man has class
not great for conversation tho
just kept saying 'this is the one of the last places you can find good steak'