Tim Drake
12:53 AM, at the corner of 4th and Auberon, five stories up. If someone can find me corroborating camera footage or an eyes-on review of the situation, I'd appreciate it.

There's someone else out here tonight, taking the same routes I am. I can't quite keep up.

But I recognize that silhouette.

Steph. It's Bruce. He's here.
 
 
ZIM
21 December 2011 @ 01:24 am
BEHOLD, PEOPLE OF NEW MOORE. LOOK UPON ME! LOOK UPON ZIM!

What filthy lies do these miserable monkeys tell to ZIM?! What is this nonsense of ‘Make-Believe’? TELL ME! I have been informed by these so-called ‘Authorities’ that I am a work of human fiction? NONSENSE! They speak only lies and cannot be trusted. This I see now, and I must first set up my base of-

My... My new home. Hoooo Boy. Moving sure is hard. What a totally horrible inconvenience in my completely normal Earth-maggot life, this moving is. Yes. That sounds adequate, indeed.
 
 
21 December 2011 @ 01:44 am
 
Stop your whining. For once we actually docked somewhere nice. We should be savoring the chance. Let the engines settle before we head off to the next obligatory plague zone. We could catch up on some of those talks we used to have...

This was not our intended destination. And we discussed this already. No.

What? All I am saying is, you seem stressed. I know a few ways we could work that out.

My shotgun is fully loaded.

I meant drinks! Maybe play a game of cards. It's not the worst place we've docked. No one has tried to shoot at us yet.

Yes. It's wonderful that whoever hijacked the Normandy has not yet decided to riddle us with bullets. We still need to locate Shepard

And ourselves, yeah yeah, I know. I know. There go my vacation plans. Any luck rewiring this thing yet?

I don't need luck. I’m a Quarian. I finished it while you were busy talking about vaporizing enthalpies.
 
 
21 December 2011 @ 03:38 pm
All right, people, listen up - I'm only gonna say this once, and then I'm gonna start shooting. I'm Captain Malcolm Reynolds, and one of these here boats in the dock - Serenity - is mine, and ain't nobody gettin' on board without my say-so. Dong ma? Now, I am in no mood to tolerate sight-seers or stowaways or any other sort of tomfoolery. So if you got business with me, you send a wave first, and we can take it from there.



[[ooc: translation - dong ma? = "understand?"]]