a richard allen

  • Tim: I'm not Batman. I have friends.
  • Ra's: You sure about that?
  • Tim: Yeah! Like Conner.
  • Ra's: He died.
  • Tim: Oh yeah. Well what about Bart?
  • Ra's: He died too
  • Tim: Lonnie?
  • Ra's: Coma
  • Tim: Steph?
  • Ra's: Faked her death without telling you and now you can't trust her
  • Tim: *scratches head* Well I guess I still have my siblings-
  • Ra's: Two of them hate you and the other one has no time for you
  • Tim: ...
  • Tim: ...
  • Tim: ...
  • Tim: Okay but at least I'm still not Batma-
  • Ra's: Out of all your siblings you are the one most similar to Batman in skill, emotional distance, intelligence, and traumatic experience
  • Tim: *cries and stomps away in frustration*
  • <p> <b><b></b> Clark:</b> Oh, <i>heyyy</i> Bruce! You're back... early...<p/><b><b></b> Bruce:</b> I'm fifteen minutes late. Where's Dick?<p/><b><b></b> Clark:</b> Right there!<p/><b><b></b> Bruce:</b> ...That's Barry on his knees with a black shirt over his hair.<p/><b><b></b> Clark:</b><p/><b><b></b> Bruce:</b> Where's Dick?<p/><b><b></b> Clark:</b><p/><b><b></b> Barry:</b><p/><b><b></b> Bruce:</b><p/><b><b></b> Clark:</b> We played hide n' see-<p/><b><b></b> Bruce:</b> Dammit Clark<p/></p>