( closed ) darken your clothes; strike a violent pose

[brat]

WHO: Accelerator and Robin
WHEN: Mid-Juneish
WHERE: Corrine's Cafe.
WHAT: Just two teenagers, discussing the hoard of other teens and tweens who are also here. for science.
NOTES\WARNINGS: n/a, probably hopefully.

( he's sitting at a table that leans up against the window, a cup of hot chocolate slowly growing colder in front of him and a notebook under his forearm that's filled with what looks like it could be words, but isn't. they all have a universal translator pressed against the sides of their head, keeping an eye out for languages they can't understand and robin intends on seeing the extend of that. seeing if it will recognize languages he's making up on the fly, sentences he's putting together with lettering he'd only just created a few moments before it was put down on paper.

there are a few doodles off towards the edges, characters sketched onto the page when he'd needed time to think and wanted something mindless to work his hands through. but that's not what he's focusing on now. a few sentences sit before him, and he's reaching up on instinct when the white-haired boy from before starts passed him, arm sticking out far enough to stop him but without intentions of actually grabbing hold of him. instead, robin's arm stays out for a moment, before he pulls it back in and holds his arm over the doodles so the only thing visible is the paragraph towards the far corner of the book. )

Can you read this?

Comments

[levelshift]

[Accelerator nods at that. He hasn't found it particularly hard to get that kind of information out of kids, so he isn't concerned there.

Anyways, the subject change isn't surprising. He doesn't like talking about himself, but he also understands the value of making his ability known publicly, especially in a situation like this.

He sits back, slinging his free arm over the back of his chair as he takes another sip of coffee.]

I'm an esper. I can manipulate vectors with my mind.

[brat]

Ah.

( vectors - so, manipulating the movement of an object. or at least, that's damian's understanding. it makes sense, along with the esper comment. robin stays on his feet and tucks the notebook under an arm. )

Do you have limitations to this ability? You don't have to tell me.

[levelshift]

[Well, he isn't going to get into the choker because that thing's a huge vulnerability for a lot of reasons, but he figures he can still given an answer.]

Not really. My ability isn't based on strength or willpower or however the fuck powers in other universes function, it's based on quantum mechanics. As long as I can do the mathematical equations in my head then I can manipulate something via its vectors, and I've never not been able to do the math.

[brat]

Good.

( he's more clever than damian had originally assumed, then. he can appreciate that, especially given the circumstances they've found themselves in. he raises his chin, and gestures towards the door of the cafe. )

There's no time like the present.

[levelshift]

[Accelerator sighs, before grabbing his crutch and hauling himself to his feet.]

What about you?

[brat]

I'm human.

( is the easiest way to explain, as far as damian is concerned. )

But I've taken down plenty of metahumans without breaking a sweat.

[levelshift]

So you've got skills rather than powers.

[That seems like a good way of putting it. Either that or the kid is incredibly lucky.]

[brat]

Well-trained, yes.

( he wouldn't count on luck. damian's skilled; a fighter ever since he was born, and one who had rigorous training every step of the way. his mother made sure he was prepared for anything. his father and elder brother have ensured he has not fallen behind over the last few years. )

[levelshift]

What kind of training are we talking about?

[He doesn't sound skeptical, there are a lot of kids back home who are like this. But 'well-trained' can cover a lot of ground, so it'd be good to get the specifics.]

[brat]

I have had tutors from a very young age who have ensured that nothing would ever be capable of catching me off-guard.

( it's intentionally unspecific, but he does follow it up with, )

Name a skill that would be useful in combat or reconnaissance, and it's likely I have at least passing talent utilizing it.

[levelshift]

[Combat or reconnaissance, huh? Totally typical skills for a kid his age.

Accelerator is silent for several long moments, considering this. When he speaks up, it isn't to give a skill and see if Damian knows it.]

Why?

[brat]

Does it matter?

( his heritage isn't a secret. most of batman's rogue gallery know that robin is batman's blood son, as well as the heir to the league of assassins. but with such a limited number of people here, discussing even pieces of it could lead to someone finding out something they're not intending to share yet. )

[levelshift]

Yeah, but if you don't want to explain that's fine.

[He's aware the answer could tread into territory that's highly personal, so he isn't about to push.]

[brat]

My father is a vigilante whom you have never heard of, and my mother is an assassin.

( that--simplifies it. robin will still be seen with batman here. just as damian wayne will likely be spotted with bruce wayne, when bruce wayne decides it's time for him to exist outside of batman.

but the chances of that happening any time soon are low, so he supposes - there's minimal risk here. and if accelerator spills information, it will lead back to him. )

As such, I've gained an array of useful skills to encompass both. . . professions.

[levelshift]

[Why the hell would you need to? is the question that's on the tip of Accelerator's tongue, though he refrains from answering. The other question rising up in his mind is Why the hell do your parents think this is okay? Because it isn't, it really isn't.

He could care less about adults having dangerous lines of work. That's their prerogative, and if they don't know what they're getting into that's on them. But for said adults to think it's appropriate for their kid to know the kind of shit an assassin does - that's disgusting.

He's sure if he said that out loud he'd have a whole argument on his hands, and he doesn't want this plan to help the other kids here fail before it even gets off the ground. Besides, he'd be directing his ire at someone who doesn't deserve it.]

Tche. [He's annoyed, but he keeps his voice level] So you've got a leg up on these fucking missions.

[There's... that at least???]

[brat]

Something like that.

( he's well-prepared, is how damian would put it. has spent years training, readying himself to handle anything that comes at him regardless of how ridiculous it is. the labyrinth had - thrown him off, when it captured him and grayson. but he's ready for that now, and won't let it happen again. )

I'm not overly concerned with myself. It's the others we need to keep an eye out for.

[levelshift]

Uh huh. [Yep, he's definitely gotten that vibe from the kid, which means he needs to be a little more careful about how he acts with him. Working with him doesn't mean Accelerator isn't going to keep an eye on him at the same time.

He'll just be smart about it.]

This is a decent start. It's better than sitting back and doing nothing.