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WHO: Dick (Robin) and OPEN to people at the Tower.
WHERE: Titans Tower.
WHEN: Backdated to last week? GO WITH THE FLOW! There is no timeline.
WARNINGS: None.
SUMMARY: Dick was poisoned. He only spends time at the Tower for sad reasons.
FORMAT: Quicklog.

[He hadn't really been able to complain when Tim had dragged him to the Tower because he wasn't entirely there, yet.

His mind is back, now, and he feels both completely stupid and useless, and just plain annoyed that he told Tim he'd be staying there until there were no traces of toxin in his blood anymore.

He hadn't planned on really listening, but he'd tried standing up and fleeing subtly not that long ago, and he'd nearly fallen because of the wave of dizziness that had attacked him. He hadn't told Tim -- although this is the infirmary and there are probably cameras -- and he'd silently agreed to really stay in bed for at least a day. And then they'd see.

He really hates staying still and having someone else take care of him.]

(OOC: You can have your char know Dick is there because Tim told them, or have it be a surprise for them, either way work :>)

Threaded | Flat

[There were cameras in the infirmary, and monitoring equipment for critical situations, not that Dick had had to be hooked up to any of that. Tim hadn't wanted to make it feel like he was hovering unnecessarily by staying in the infirmary with Dick like an over-worried relative at an actual hospital, but that didn't stop him from keeping an eye on things to make sure that Dick didn't suddenly worsen or have delayed reaction to something that hadn't shown up in his blood work. It wouldn't have been the first time something like that had happened.

Dick seemed to be doing better now, though - at least a little. He hadn't really been coherent or co-operative when Tim had picked him up from Knives, still feeling the effects of the toxin and being understandably difficult to understand. It had been easy enough to identify the Joker toxin with a blood test, but Tim still had no idea how it had gotten there. He intended to ask Dick about it, now that he could actually answer, but first... more than that, he just wanted to check that Dick was feeling okay.

He walked into the infirmary and headed over to Dick's bed, wearing casual clothes since he'd just been hanging out in the Tower doing a little paper work, and carrying a DS. He knew how boring it was to be stuck in bed doing nothing.]

Hey. How're you doing?

Hey.

[ Gar's come in a little unceremoniously, going for cheerfulness and, likely as not, missing it fantastically. ]

Heard you were around. How's it going?

[ He's got two Coke-a-Cola's, and offers one to Dick with a small smile. ]

[As much as Wally would like to just zip in, startling Dick might not be the brightest idea at the moment. So despite how much he's been fussing, he walks in. Somehow that feels even slower than it actually is more than usual.]

Oh, you're awake now!

[And then he is hovering by Dick's bed in the blink of an eye, peering at him anxiously.]

Are you okay? How are you feeling?

[Well. Here was someone she wasn't expecting.]

...Hey.