02. - Video. - Let it snow!

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[Chuck is wearing a jacket and a long-sleeved shirt, which for him is not at all a welcome change from Burbank's near-perpetual t-shirt weather.]

It's kind of weird for me to see snow here - it's pretty rare back home, and I've barely ever left the state before.

Uh, on that note, does anyone have like a scarf or something I can borrow? Or some gloves? 'Cause I was thinking of maybe going up on deck and starting a snowball fight, and, well...frostbite doesn't sound like my idea of a good time.

[Because why not?

OOC: Set before the lies flood.]

Comments

[batmanschmatman]

Well, nice to know the Barge's got some good points going for it.

Black or blue gloves?

[scruffynerdhrdr.livejournal.com]

Um, whichever you're most willing to part with?

Thanks, by the way.

[batmanschmatman]

No problem. Where do you want me to drop them off?

[scruffynerdhrdr.livejournal.com]

My cabin, I guess? I'm at level four, room sixteen.

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[batmanschmatman]

Sure! Be right up.

[And like, five minutes later he knocks on the door, navy blue gloves in hand.]

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[scruffynerdhrdr.livejournal.com]

[Ohmigod. Ohmigod. Nightwing is coming to your room. Don't freak out.

So what does he do when he hears a knock on the door? He freaks out. Quietly. A couple seconds to regain composure, and he opens to the door, cool as a Charles Carmichael cucumber.]

Hi!

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[batmanschmatman]

Hi! [He hands over the gloves] Hope these are okay.

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[scruffynerdhrdr.livejournal.com]

Uh, yeah! [He tries one on. Yep, it fits. Yay.] Yeah, these'll work great. Thanks!

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[batmanschmatman]

No problem.

So, you recruit anyone for that snowball fight yet?

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[scruffynerdhrdr.livejournal.com]

No, not yet. Nobody really seems interested. But maybe a lot of people haven't seen it yet...

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[batmanschmatman]

Well, I'm always up for one if you're interested.

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[scruffynerdhrdr.livejournal.com]

[He chokes.]

Wh-- I-- ohmygod Nightwing wants to get in a snowball fight with me. Don't freak out.

[Great going, Bartowski, way to say that all out loud. Deep breath, flawless recovery.]

Great! Yeah! Uh, as my brother-in-law would say, awesome, ha ha.

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[batmanschmatman]

... What did you say?

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[scruffynerdhrdr.livejournal.com]

What, my brother-in-law? Yeah, he's kind of a cool guy. We call him Captain Awesome because everything he does is...well, awesome. Rock climbing. Skydiving. Cardiac surgery. Flossing.

[Flustered nerd misdirection go!]

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[batmanschmatman]

[Sorry Chuck, you're not getting off that easily. ;| He's not mad, though, just curious.]

Before that.

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[scruffynerdhrdr.livejournal.com]

[He grimaces. Yeah, that never works.]

Uh, snowball fight...with...Nightwing?

Sorry. I'm a big fan.

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[batmanschmatman]

[Dick's just going to grin a little. You're the first person who knows he's not Robin anymore!]

You read comic books?

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[scruffynerdhrdr.livejournal.com]

Yeah, my sister says too much--

[And it clicks.]

Wait. You know? About the comics and everything?

[We are also going to pretend that Batman and Robin never existed. Not even a little.]

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[batmanschmatman]

Yeah, someone told me about them when I got here. Most people seem to only know about Robin though.

[Sounds good to Dick! :||| ]

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[scruffynerdhrdr.livejournal.com]

Well, I do my best to keep up with everything. Must have been a shock, though...

[The comic book types seem to deal well with canon puncturing!]

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[batmanschmatman]

It was pretty disturbing, yeah.

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[scruffynerdhrdr.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I can't even imagine...

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[batmanschmatman]

So, snowball fight?

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[scruffynerdhrdr.livejournal.com]

[And he perks right up, flashing that thousand-watt smile.]

Sure! Let me just go get a scarf.

[He darts back into his room and emerges with a yellow scarf on loan from Stephanie. The Batman sidekicks are really treating him well.]

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[batmanschmatman]

[And Dick's going to lead the way to the deck, looking over at him curiously.] So, I'm trusting you can keep this quiet, right? Not everyone knows about it, and I'm kinda not sure I want everyone reading about my life, you know? [It was said casually enough, but he was definitely being serious. This was kinda weird.]