[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.

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[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...

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[controlledvariable]

[She doesn't bother with her whole suit, just shoves her utility belt in a bag and starts running, tablet still held to her ear so she can keep talking to Dick.]

Don't try to move him just yet, okay? Until there's more people and we know the rubble is stable. [She can call Atlas, if they need help moving stone.] Is anyone else on their way?

[Because it's Dick, and Bats are inclined towards privacy, and she doesn't have the time to poke around and hack into any private messages.]

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[pixieboots]

This guy named Ashraf. [ which wow maybe deserves some kind of explanation. ]

I've seen what he can do. He healed me before, back when I was laid up for all that time. He just waved his hand over me and then I was back to handsprings. Like nothing even happened.

[ his voice is still ringing a little shrill, a little too desperate and raw and he can hear how that sounds. he wants this to work. ]

...Batwoman might show too.

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[controlledvariable]

I know him, he seems like good people. [Trying to reassure Dick that it was a good decision to let him come help.]

Do you still want me there, or would you like me to go talk to the Initiative?

[Just in case Asraf's magic doesn't work for whatever reason, and she doesn't want to crowd Dick.]

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[pixieboots]

You'd do that? [ the relief in his voice is actually pretty tangible. not because he doesn't want her there, but it's another thing he needs done. something he hadn't thought of, a contingency he hadn't even begun to plan for. ]

Yeah. That... that'd be a really big help.

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[controlledvariable]

Of course. [Without hesitation, and not only because she'd do almost anything for Dick, she'd just want to do whatever she could for someone who's hurt.

And it's not much effort to change course, to start jogging back towards the Hold.]

Keep me updated on what's going on over there, okay? Hopefully Ashraf can sort this out without needing to get the Initiative involved.

[A magic resurrection will be quicker than the Initiative tech.]

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[pixieboots]

I- I will. I'll call you when I know something.

[ He really does mean it, this time. ]