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[hackingyoursensors]

This is the IC inbox for Dick Grayson @ Tu Shanshu

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voice; encrypted; dated the 20th

[imaginate]

[Kyle's laughter is deliriously happy, and his words are slightly slurred; he's been drinking.]

Dick! Dick. You won't believe this. Well - I didn't believe it, I don't actually know if you will.

[He takes a few deep breaths, laughs again.]

There's a universe out there where they all live. [He falls silent abruptly, and then laughs again.] They're alive, Dick. And I get my ring. And—

[I never thought that would happen, that the day would come.]

How awesome is that! No, no, wait. I'll tell you! It's the most... awesomest!

[Then he dissolves into laughter that, occasionally, sounds like he's trying not to cry at the same time.]

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[hackingyoursensors]

[Kyle Drunk Dialing Him is pretty low on his list of Things Dick Thought Would Happen Today.

At least it's good news? Though... Dick wonders about how true it is.]

That definitely is the awesomest. Who told you?

[imaginate]

Shayera. Her universe.

[He coughs.]

It sounds pretty similar to yours... even better!

[hackingyoursensors]

[Dick strongly doubts that they're from the same universe. But no way in hell he's raining on Kyle's parade. One universe was enough. 'A spark of hope in the 52 worlds.']

Maybe it'll work out the same way where I'm from.

So if you're happy, why are you drunk?

[He never quite got that with adults.

And he's slightly worried. He can't quite pinpoint why.]

[imaginate]

Oh, it will, Half Pint. 'Specially when they'll be forewarned.

[You won't let me down.]

I'm not drunk! M'totally fine.

[hackingyoursensors]

[No pressure or anything. But he has a plan. And a contingency plan for that plan. And contingency plans for his contingency plans.]

I know. I just hope you'll get to be a GL too.

[Amused:] Right. I think you'll say something different when I replay this for you tomorrow.

[imaginate]

Apparently I do. Same rank n'all.

[He laughs again, and then there's a noise that does sound like a choked sob.]

Crap. What d'you know, blood-alcohol level is way above regulation.

['but this is the best news I've had in a long time']

Don't tell John.

[hackingyoursensors]

[He hears it. It's not that Dick's never dealt with drunk adults before, but Kyle is way different from some wasted rich guy at a Wayne Enterprises function.]

Hey, maybe you'll actually join the League in my world. It's a lot cooler than the one in yours, trust me.

[He'll keep it light, even if he's a tad worried. Kyle deserves happiness. Even if Dick thinks it's a bittersweet kind of happy.]

Your secret's safe with me. If you need something for the headache, I've got some 'aspirin'.

[imaginate]

Hey, we have some good times. [He coughs.] Thanksgiving dinners. Don't let 'em talk you into babysitting for speedsters.

[A pause.]

You could leave it on the window. M'at home now.

[hackingyoursensors]

Oh trust me. I know better.

[He's... actually not entirely good with kids anyway. Not bad but, well, having a short childhood makes it hard to relate to them.]

Do you want company?

[imaginate]

I'm good, I'm good.

[Lucid enough to know he doesn't want Dick to see him like this.]

See you... in the morning...

[hackingyoursensors]

Alright. I'll leave them at your place in a few. Remember to drink a lot of water.

[He's never been hungover but it always seemed rather uncomfortable.]