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[hackingyoursensors]

This is the IC inbox for Dick Grayson @ Tu Shanshu

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na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-BATCELL

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[It was funny. All the times Zatanna had stared at that little communication device Batman'd given her, and it never dawned on her that she might actually be able to use it to call anyone else. When realization hit her, she actually smacked her own forehead. Duh.]

[Of course, that didn't mean she was completely sure as to how, leaving her voice slightly less confident than usual when she eventually turned it on and held it up to her lips.]

...Robin? Are you there?

[hackingyoursensors]

[He doesn't get a lot of calls on his Bat-cell, to be honest. If the others needed to talk to him, they usually just found him.

So, he's surprised to hear it ring and even more surprised when he hears who it is.]

Yeah. What's up, Zatanna?

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[It worked! Finally. She would kick herself later. First things first.]

Are you free to meet somewhere right now? I want to ask you something.

[hackingyoursensors]

[Sounding concerned:]

Yeah. Where?

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[The concern doesn't escape her. In his defense, she could understand why: calling him, out of the blue, on the batcell?]

Relax, Robin. Nothing's wrong.

Or do you really think I need to have an emergency as an excuse to see you?

[hackingyoursensors]

No, it's just... you never call me. So I assumed--

Anyway, when and were?

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Special Occasion.

['Also, I'd sort of forgotten about it until now.']

Just outside my apartment. [Secluded enough that they could still have some privacy while away from the potential of certain individuals invading said privacy.] Say...twenty minutes from now?

[hackingyoursensors]

[He has no idea what she's talking about.]

I can do that.

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[Of course he doesn't.]

Then I'll see you in twenty.