#tim 001

“Nothing happened.” She almost pouts when she says it. Really, no one attacked her or anything but.....

“It is a completed list” Five replied curtly, casting their eyes down the long list of people’s names. This was just the first page of the small but fully loaded booklet of scientists responsible for the creation of all Strange’s monsters and later on, Five’s own creation.

Warily 514A turned their head to Tim. Sometimes Five wondered whether approaching their genetic template’s companion was a misstep, other times like this one Five wondered why they hadn’t sought out the cluster of Batman’s associates sooner. 

So far at least none had recognised them. None had reason to.

___ one tiny rock rolled on his gloved palm and to the other, doing that for a few minutes as the first drops of rain of the night started falling. the night was calm and quiet -as quiet as that place could be anymore-, not many people were out and fortunately nothing big was happening for him to be doing something. maybe it was boring, but it was better than dealing with whatever was happening anymore. jason had given up on trying to understand how the world worked now. “i know you are there.” said as he turned his head to the side, letting the rock he was holding finally hit the ground. he had only been back for couple of years and spent not even seven months in gotham, but the ability to sense the bat and those trained by him, wasn’t lost. if it was dick, tim, or whoever else was part of it now - was the surprise.