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[/sup][h3][sup][sup][color=RED]Timothy (Tim) Drake   [color=CRIMSON]♦[/color]   Twenty   [color=CRIMSON]♦[/color]   Male   [color=CRIMSON]♦[/color]   Heroic [/color][/sup][/sup][/h3][img]http://i64.tinypic.com/1zxpi12.jpg[/img]
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[COLOR=CRIMSON][INDENT][B][SUP][SUB][H3]Ω   C O N C E P T   A B S T R A C T:[/H3][/SUB][/SUP][/B][/INDENT][hr][/COLOR][INDENT][INDENT][i] This version of Tim Drake is following closely to the original canon, albeit with a few slight differences.

Tim Drake has been running solo as the Red Robin for a bit more then a year. With the 'new' robin (Damien Wayne) Tim has felt like Bruce didn't need him anymore. All though he has been running solo, he often helps out and links up with the other members of the bat family, as well as the Titans - to help with tech support and what not.  
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[COLOR=CRIMSON][INDENT][B][SUP][SUB][H3]Ω   A R C   I D E A S:[/H3][/SUB][/SUP][/B][/INDENT][hr][/COLOR][INDENT][INDENT][i] I will have Tim go with the flow of the plot for a while. Will update this whenever something comes to mind.
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[COLOR=CRIMSON][INDENT][B][SUP][SUB][H3]Ω   N O T E S:[/H3][/SUB][/SUP][/B][/INDENT][hr][/COLOR][INDENT][INDENT][i] Nothing as of yet.[/i][/indent][/indent]

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Batman/Bruce Wayne: The man who took Tim in when he had nothing. 

Alfred Pennyworth; To Tim Alfred has always been more then just a butler. He's someone who Tim can rely on whenever he needs advice or help.

Dick Grayson/Nightwing; As well as being Tim's adopted older brother, Dick is a 'work' colleague  and close friend.

Damien Wayne; All though they clash quite a bit, they're still brothers.

Stephanie Brown; His ex girlfriend, stopped talking when she was kicked off the team.

Jason Todd/The redhood; All though Jason might have nothing but disdain for him and the rest of the bat family, Tim still considers him his brother.
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Gotham City
Wayne Manor
9am

The sound of cascading water dripping against the pavement woke Tim up. It was morning, unusual for Tim to be awake at this time. Rolling out of Bed he moved towards his cupboards. Stacks of folded clothes lined the insides of his drawers, Tim reached inside, pulling out a set of shirt and pants. His mind was racing with thoughts, a genius like him was always thinking. Pulling his shirt over his head he threaded his arms through their respective holes, stepping into his pants. He pulled them up his legs, walking to his bedroom door shortly afterwards. Hand wrapped around the doorhandle, the cold wood creating a tingling feeling. He pulled the door open, walking towards the staircase a few meters outside of his room. Soft yet deep breaths escaped his lips as he walked down the steps, slowly descending them until he arrived in the hallway. He walked slowly into the kitchen, opening his mouth to speak as he saw Alfred. His tongue clicked, his voice soft yet thoughtful;

[color=ed1c24]“Good morning Alfred.”[/color] He nodded after he spoke, sitting down on one of the chairs within the kitchen. 

[color=2e3192]“Can I get you anything, Master Tim?”[/color] Alfred was an old man and had been around even before Tim. Ever since Tim was adopted by Bruce, Alfred has been there for him almost like a grandfather. However, since Alfred was so old, Tim's interaction with him was rapidly declining. 
[color=ed1c24]“Just a coffee thanks. How are you today Alfred?”[/color] Alfred nodded and shuffled towards the coffee machine. Usually Alfred would make the coffee himself, but since he was old he took the quickest way possible. The machine buzzed to life, awaiting instructions from the man controlling it. Hot liquid poured into the mug beneath it, filling it about a quarter of the way. 

[color=2e3192]“I’m doing well, how about yourself?”[/color] Alfred spoke whilst finishing off the hot beverage. Once done he shuffled back towards Tim, handing him the hot mug. Tim nodded, taking the mug out of Alfred’s worn and frail hands.

[color=ed1c24]“That’s great to hear, I’m all right.”[/color] Tim sighed softly after he spoke. Taking small sips from the beverage in his hand. The liquid burnt his throat, however he kept drinking. After a few short minutes, Tim decided to stand up, his tongue clicking once more as he spoke again.

[color=ed1c24]“I’m heading down Alfred, take good care of yourself.”[/color] Taking the mug in his hand he stepped silently towards the entrance of the batcave, the grandfather clock. Wrapping his soft yet stern freehand around the hands of the clock, he spun them so that they displayed the time 10:48; the time Bruce’s parents were murdered. The clock clicked and then started to move to the side. A panel behind the clock opened, revealing the entrance to the batcave. Slowly and quietly Tim stepped down the dark steps, until he reached the bottom. His hand found its way to a switch at the end of the stairs. Pulling down the lever the lights began to flicker, and after a few moments the cave lit up. Tim’s green eyes bounced around the large room, many different trophies and vehicles were scattered around it. Tim made his way to the centre of the room, where the bat-computer was located. He sat in the chair, placing his coffee onto the desk. Silently he booted up the computer, multiple files displayed on the large screen. He breathed in, his eyes reading them carefully.

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