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bluer[Dick's Dreamberry clicks on as he walks out of the local university, quick pace, with an exasperated look on his face.]
So. I guess I'm enrolled in college classes now.
[He doesn't sound thrilled.]
My double did it. And, because the DP have already left my account and it's non-refundable, I'm pretty much. Stuck.
[He blows his bangs out of his eyes with a huff.]
Kinda sucks that he went for all business and economics classes. I mean, I was taking a bunch of those online anyway, along with statistics and stuff, but I guess I don't like having the choice taken away from me. And I can't really afford to add the other stuff I was taking, like criminology or psychology, on top. I haven't declared a major back home, but my double seems pretty insistent on his.
[He purses his lips. There will be another reckoning for them.]
Speaking of things I can't afford. Apparently, one of the things he and I have in common is that we're uncommonly bad with money.
[Which drags a self-deprecating grin out of him.]
Sorry, I'm a spoiled rich boy to the bone, and I never quite got the hang of, you know, paying attention to what I spend. So, thanks to this, I am entirely broke. Uh, if you know a way that an extremely proficient acrobat and aerialist can make money around here, I'm willing hear it.
[He's not really willing to try selling his detective skills. Too close to the mask. And while he knows quite a bit about business already, just from Bruce taking him to work on weekends, he's not sure he's ready to make that his living.]
I'm really not looking forward to walking around with a sign saying "Will Quadruple Somersault for Cash" but I will if I have to, I guess. Thanks.
[The feed clicks off at that point, and it stays that way for about half a minute, before he clicks it back on and says a little breathlessly--]
Right, right, I forgot. My name's Dick Grayson, I was here when I was thirteen or fourteen for a while... I've been back for a while, but, uh, approaching people with a five year age-up has proven extremely awkward, and I can't seem to find several of my old acquaintance anyway.
So, hi, if you're still here, I guess.
[And on that note, the feed clicks off for good.]
So. I guess I'm enrolled in college classes now.
[He doesn't sound thrilled.]
My double did it. And, because the DP have already left my account and it's non-refundable, I'm pretty much. Stuck.
[He blows his bangs out of his eyes with a huff.]
Kinda sucks that he went for all business and economics classes. I mean, I was taking a bunch of those online anyway, along with statistics and stuff, but I guess I don't like having the choice taken away from me. And I can't really afford to add the other stuff I was taking, like criminology or psychology, on top. I haven't declared a major back home, but my double seems pretty insistent on his.
[He purses his lips. There will be another reckoning for them.]
Speaking of things I can't afford. Apparently, one of the things he and I have in common is that we're uncommonly bad with money.
[Which drags a self-deprecating grin out of him.]
Sorry, I'm a spoiled rich boy to the bone, and I never quite got the hang of, you know, paying attention to what I spend. So, thanks to this, I am entirely broke. Uh, if you know a way that an extremely proficient acrobat and aerialist can make money around here, I'm willing hear it.
[He's not really willing to try selling his detective skills. Too close to the mask. And while he knows quite a bit about business already, just from Bruce taking him to work on weekends, he's not sure he's ready to make that his living.]
I'm really not looking forward to walking around with a sign saying "Will Quadruple Somersault for Cash" but I will if I have to, I guess. Thanks.
[The feed clicks off at that point, and it stays that way for about half a minute, before he clicks it back on and says a little breathlessly--]
Right, right, I forgot. My name's Dick Grayson, I was here when I was thirteen or fourteen for a while... I've been back for a while, but, uh, approaching people with a five year age-up has proven extremely awkward, and I can't seem to find several of my old acquaintance anyway.
So, hi, if you're still here, I guess.
[And on that note, the feed clicks off for good.]
