[voice | Robin]

[pixieboots]

[ The silence in the background is full and steady, which makes the fast, uneven breathing behind the tablet a little more out of place than it might have been. ]

My friend, he- Jericho. [ a huffed breath out. ]

They- it wasn’t even an accident. He didn’t have a pulse when I... when I got here. [ not a certainty, the accident part. but a guess. a good guess his head's rushing to already, but he's too upset, too angry to think it through right now. ]

I don’t know how long it’s been but you- you could tell that with the right equipment. With the fractures and the head trauma that’s- that’s a lot of- [ work to do is what he doesn’t say.

no he won’t say that. ]

Whatever it takes, I’ll- whatever the white coats use to bring people back, we’ve gotta use that. There has to be a way, there just...

There has to be.

Comments

video

[highhealplz]

[ OH GOD WHAT IS GOING ON WHO HURT JERICHO WHAT
no ok
ok he's cool ]

Robin— stay calm. They will bring him back, and it won't be long. I promise.

voice;

[pixieboots]

I know, I just... [ he hadn't checked in, hadn't looked, hadn't noticed until it was too late. ]

Somebody should've been watching his back.

→ audio; private

[controlledvariable]

Dick, take a breath for me, okay? [His real name, even over the network, bceause this is important.] Everything's gonna be okay, I promise, I just need you to tell me where you are.

[She's worried, but she keeps her tone calm and steady, hoping it might help reassure him.]

text + voice

[pixieboots]

[ it does ground him, just a little bit. he can't panic, Robin doesn't panic. not when he still has someone else to worry about, when there's still a chance to save a life. he texts the coordinates as quickly as he can fit the numbers into the screen. ]

I gotta get him out of here...

text

[whatsupcroc]

There is. They might need to bring him in physically, to do what they need to. Keep talking to us while oyu wait, okay? We're here. They'll bring Jericho back. He's not gone forever.

( Luckily. )

text

[pixieboots]

i just don't want to let him down again.

they couldn't bring that other guy back.

( anonymous ) video & encrypted

[gevurah]

[ Batwoman is quick to show her face. ]

Robin, I need you to calm down and then tell me where you are.

video & encrypted

[pixieboots]

[ it should have been one of those moments he'd normally use to feel just a little bit vindicated, that finally she's showing up here on this thing even if it anonymous. not that he can blame her when he'd pulled that trick for a while himself.

instead he texts the coordinates one-handed, holding the slack end of the cape he's put over Jericho down away from the wind in the other. ]

I'm only- [ oh god, this part, it's hitting him all at once. how close he'd been to the gate. to getting to safety and away from this. ]

I'm four blocks away.

voice;

[terrot]

[ troubling news, even when she doesn't know the people involved. what matters to her is the sound of a distressed boy. ]

He was your friend? I'm sorry, it's terrible for one so young to have to suffer such loss.

voice;

[pixieboots]

I'm not the one who's... [ who's lost something, is what's hovering there on the tip of his tongue. only he knows that isn't true. they've all lost something. the things you lose everytime someone dies, no matter who it is. ]

He just shouldn't have died that way, that's all.

[voice]

[highfrequency]

[This is the voice of a...a kid]

Do you need any help?

[He tries to soften the rust in his own voice, to sound calming.]

[voice]

[pixieboots]

There's a guy who's... [ wow he's aware suddenly of how absurd this sounds. ] ...he says he can bring him back.

voice, private;

[skort]

Stay where you are, and keep talking. I'm going to come find you, alright?

[ if he objects to her coming by, she won't do more than hover a good distance away and talk to him over the tablets. but right now she's worried about a tiny, panicking robin, and is ready to speed over to wherever he is and hug the crap out of him. ]

voice, private;

[pixieboots]

Wait! But- [ it's gruesome, it's bad. his voice drops again down to mostly inside levels, more exhausted than embarrassed. ]

I don't know if you're gonna want to see this...

voice

[oncearanger]

He died? How?

[no no no this is awful]

voice

[pixieboots]

I don't know yet.

[ He doesn't want to mention the knife wound, not yet. ]

But I'm gonna find out no matter what.

Text

[lexiconning]

[ CRINGE. oh god they found his body YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT HIM
STOP PLEASE ]

Are you an idiot? People don't come back from the dead. Jericho is gone.

Text

[pixieboots]

no they're going to bring him back.
they have a machine.

[Video]

[hornedomen]

Jericho will come back. We'll just have to wait.

[His voice sounded shaky.]

How do you know it wasn't an accident?

[Video]

[pixieboots]

I... I don't know. I just know when things don't look right. [ there's only so much detail he wants floating around on the network. now that he's thinking - rationalizing - a little more clearly.

and there's short pause: ]

Are you a friend of his?

voice;

[motherofnemesis]

Robin. Where are you?

voice; a few minutes of delay later

[pixieboots]

I'm near the gate.

video;

[painfeels]

What the heck? How did...

Hey! What about you?

video;

[pixieboots]

Me? [ His eyes are a little unfocused through the mask, narrowed and frowning. ]

I, um. I'm okay...

oop im late

[breakin_ur_lore]

Jericho? Jericho is -

[He can't say it. It's not true, is it? Did he mishear?

Yeah, he already knows he totally didn't.

He sounds like he's trying to convince himself more than Robin.]

Jericho...he....he'll be back. We all...we all come back!

no never!!

[pixieboots]

Yeah, he-

Of course he'll be back.

[ :c ]