[Private texts.]

[detectivewonder]

[text to Jack Harkness.]
Jack, cut off Torchwood access to Jason right away. He's gone off the
[Discarded unsent.]

[Text to Dick Grayson (NW)]
Watch your back. I don't think Jason's doing as well as I thought he was doing yesterday.
[Discarded unsent.]

[Text to Kate Bishop.]
Kate, I need a consult. Something's wrong, but I want to keep it quiet until I know how wrong. Can you
[Discarded unsent.]

[Text to Loki.]
I need your help.
[Sent.]

Comments

[uneulogized]

"Poofed," huh.

[Jason considers that.]

I think we're someone's screwed up science project.

[badnewsboy]

It may be. Or for someone's television reality show.

[picking bacon off of his pizza and eating it thoughtfully.]

Gods care little if they're called "fake" or "real," we're made of myths and legends. We're brought into existence by story.

[there's a bit of a shrug.]

Mortals are real, but it may not be far from the same.

...

Maybe we're thinking about this the wrong way.

[uneulogized]

[He considers him for a moment and shakes his head.]

There are alternate dimensions. I saw a guy throwing it around—different worlds, shit like that. I've been to them myself. I met an alternate me. He was wearing Bruce's costume. Chatty fucker, that one. But then again, look at where I am.

[He rolls his shoulders back, crossing his arms a moment later.]

I think that's closer to the truth. You gods might function different, but the rest of us? I'd like to think we're a little less pen-to-paper.

[badnewsboy]

[he tries to sit up, wiggling up out of his seat and swooning to his feet. it's short lived, as the exhaustion settles into him and he falls back onto his rear onto the bed. he looks a bit disoriented for a moment, and then looks over at Jason again.]

Aye, there are alternate dimensions in the world where I come from as well. There are Nine Realms, other dimensions, and various time lines. All of which, in some way, impact the other. It could be that this place is independent of other dimensions, small an unique and create for another purpose, tucked away for no one to see.

But it's odd the ways that ideas merge into this one, don't they? All too convenient for simple dimensional travel.