Hello Dick, it's Kal. I just wanted to check on you and the team, I hope all of them are doing alright. Things are getting kind of crazy lately so I'd like to hear about all of you?
[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.]
[Zatanna woke up to one of the greatest headaches of her life. A dull, aching throb that seemed to spread across her entire head. It was enough to want to get her to call in sick for the day. Well, figuratively speaking. There was really nobody to call in this situation. Which would have made the whole situation almost bearable, had it not been for one major detail:]
[The headache? A side effect of more than thirteen months' worth of memories suddenly coming back to her in a flash of mental pictures and aural memories.]
[When the realization hit her, she sat up with a start. Gasping.]
Oh, no...
[AUDIO]
Dick? It's me.
I...I remember now. Everything. I'm so sorry. Please don't be mad. I don't--
[A pause on her end. She sounded close to tears there for a moment. Which might explain the lack of video function.]
I'm in my room. Call me back when you're awake. Please.
[At the door, there’s a crate, glowing a faint green, the Corps insignia emblazoned on it. When touched it emits a quiet whirr, that of a scanner, the AI announces VERIFIED. GRAYSON, RICHARD., and promptly floats into the living room, where the glow vanishes. Inside, there’s rows of bottles with variously coloured liquids. Juices!]
[Attached is a note:]
Thought you might want to try some. If you find any you like, I'll make more. I've got a lot of the stuff.
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Thanks.
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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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na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-BATCELL
[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?
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Early Wednesday Morning
[The headache? A side effect of more than thirteen months' worth of memories suddenly coming back to her in a flash of mental pictures and aural memories.]
[When the realization hit her, she sat up with a start. Gasping.]
Oh, no...
[AUDIO]
Dick? It's me.
I...I remember now. Everything. I'm so sorry. Please don't be mad. I don't--
[A pause on her end. She sounded close to tears there for a moment. Which might explain the lack of video function.]
I'm in my room. Call me back when you're awake. Please.
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Room has been sealed with forcefield for protection until she wakes up. Hangover cure in kitchen but would prefer she learns lesson.
- GL 2814.4
delivery | landfall
[Attached is a note:]
Thought you might want to try some. If you find any you like, I'll make more. I've got a lot of the stuff.
- GL 2814.4
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