...ookay. So, uh. [-scuffles in the background. The NV pans at a bit of an awkward angle, and there's still not much to see but a few cigarette butts scattered across pavement and the side of what seems to be a bare, fairly girlish calf. The voice is definitely male though, and young enough to crack a little. ]I’m gonna guess ten minutes of
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Dickie? [Why is your voice so high? D:]
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...Who's this?
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...Jason.
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...oh.
How'd you know my name?
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[Jason doesn't understand why this makes no goddamn sense.]
[And, he can't help it:] The second-rate version of you.
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...There's no Robin after me.
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A little aggravated, insecurities rising:] You gave me your old uniform.
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Who the hell are you?
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[And just giving up on trying:] Nevermind. Forget it.
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...Who told you my name? [ and made you invent such terrible lies :c ]
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