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[onblackwings]

[ wow, look, another post from a bar! someone check this dragon into rehab, seriously. But this time she's just sort of staring expressionlessly into a drink, and not looking particular drunk at all. ]

I can't reach Dick Grayson. I don't suppose anyone's been kidnapped lately? [ A flick of a glance at the screen, not very hopeful. ] If the Porter's idea of a gift is to bring people in from the distant past and uninteresting future of my world, at the expense of people I like, I'd rather she keep it to herself.

You people, the ones he actually liked— have any of you seen him?

[ A pause, while she sips at the drink and eyes the bar. ]

And the rest of you... what have you done to be remembered?

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[onblackwings]

You've killed a few trolls, who aren't permanent, and murdered the occasional human. That's hardly worth remembering.

Permavoice;

[caprihorn]

Is over three hundred really just all occasional to humans? _{Thought them motherfuckers got to believing even something tiny like twenty something people being dead was a big deal.}

[onblackwings]

You're only an imPort. They expect that from imPorts.

[caprihorn]

Don't mean it won't be remembered. _{But I guess I could get on doing more shit to make sure a brother or sister will get their remember on for myself.}

What reason do humans here have for remembering yourself anyway then?

[onblackwings]

[ she pauses, frowns. whoa man, sensitive topic. ]

...None, yet.

[caprihorn]

_{Should get on making something for yourself then.} Got a lot of motherfuckin' potential for yourself.

[onblackwings]

I know. And I don't need you to tell me.