pc catchall for dick (heh) (unpredicktable)

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... I know. [ he looks down and then back at her, hesitating ] If you're still feeling up to it-- I could use the distraction?

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[She pauses, and then nods.]

Sure thing. I'm guessing you need a second...?

[Given his shirtlessness.]

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What, this not to your liking?

[ but-- no, not with the current state of rude tattoos in this place, so dick just goes in real quick to grab his t-shirt ]

There, I'm decent, no one can throw beads at me on Mardi Gras.

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Now, I didn't say that.

[Anyways!]

So. Aquarium or casino...?

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Casino? I'm feeling more obnoxious flashing lights than fish.

[ he's serious about that distraction, apparently. ]

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Hm... I didn't take you for the gambling type.

[Her tone is teasing, especially considering they have nothing to actually bet with.]

You ready?

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What part of me does not strike you as a risk-taker?

[ he's joking right back. ]

I'm wearing a shirt, aren't I? C'mon. [ he leads the way, throwing one last glance into his room before going ]

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Sure, but you also seem like someone who takes them for a good reason.

[She starts in that direction, then, glancing back at him.]

Were there any in the city you lived in?

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[ he looks amused, if still tired, at her statement, but doesn't comment on it. necessary risks...

the casino question seems to take him out of it ]

In the 'Haven? No, that place is kind of a cesspit. [ th. then why does he live there ] There was in the city I was raised, though. I never went inside unless I was wearing a mask.

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Interesting description for the place you're choosing to live.

[She tilts her head.]

Yeah? Lots of secret casino missions?

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What, I'm gonna go fight crime in a good city?

[ he sounds amused. ]

I wish. It was more like "criminals really like stealing money, casinos have money". Somehow none of the covert ops ever let me anywhere near a card table.

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You could always commute. Put those helicopter lessons to good use.

[Her lips quirk up into a smile.]

Come on, that's barely more original than robbing a bank. You'd think they'd go for something new at some point.

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Oh, believe me, I don't need a helicopter for my commutes.

[ teleportation technology is wild. ]

You don't even want to know how many bank robberies I've been to. [ it's said lightly but he also doesn't comment on trying something new. a lot of supervillains sure do! and every time! it's bad ]

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Oh? What do you use, then?

[Here they are! Casino time. She glances back at him as they walk in.]

I’m guessing it gets old fast.

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I doubt you guys have them, but-- we've been using zeta beam technology for a while now.

[ wow. they sure are at the casino and you know what those sex statues are still here. he had forgotten. ]

So many villains do it, it kind of keeps it fresh. Is this a normal bank robbery, or am I solving several terrible riddles because the Riddler is back at it again? Step in and find out! [ he breezes past name-dropping a guy who calls himself the fuckin riddler to head to one of the tables and pick up a deck of cards ]

52 pick-up is out, but-- how do you feel about a game?

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You know that I have to ask about both of those things, right?

[Zeta beams?? Riddlers?? Anyways, she’s fervently ignoring those statues. It’s fine.]

Sounds good. What did you have in mind?

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You ever watch Star Trek? It's kinda similar. [ beam him up, Scotty... ] And the Riddler-- Edward Nygma. He's a criminal obsessed with riddles and puzzles. It makes solving his crimes kind of a pain.

[ he thinks about that ]

You know how to play poker?

[ he'd say blackjack but. she has trauma ]

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—Wait, you can teleport?

[She's moving past the criminal with a weird pattern, because that's So Cool.]

Yep. Are you dealing?

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Yeah, pretty much. It's not a public thing, and most of the zeta tubes are in the States, since we don't want to create an international accident, but.

[ at her question he IMMEDIATELY starts shuffling the cards like he's a goddamn stage magician? the flourish is real? ]

Yep. Think you can handle it?

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That's so cool. Who invented it?

[She can't help but smile, but all the same, teasing:]

Can I handle how much of a showoff you are, you mean?

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Dr. Erdel first experimented and came up with the technology back in '55 but it was only implemented as a method of transportation for the League and associates in 2003.

[ dick sounds like he's reciting from his homework, tbh, and then he makes a faux-wounded face ]

Hey, circus kid, remember? I need applause to live, like Tinkerbell.

[ everyone believed that. ]

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Wow. I'm impressed you've sustained yourself so long without it.

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I store it to hibernate. It's the only way I made it through childhood.

[ he does another dramatic card flourish before he starts dealing the cards, of which I know so much about, ]

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[Poker, a game which I absolutely know the rules for, is sure happening!!]

Maybe you should do another PSA about that.

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Revisiting my self-created public embarrassment is cheating.

[ because he said so. Also wow this sure is poker happening. pick cards. say words. I don't even know what they're doing ]