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[b][right]TITAN TOWER // SAN FRANCISCO[/right][/b]

Wally turned, mouth half full of pancakes and syrup when the ever so reliable and reliant Robin walked into the room. Fully dressed, in uniorm. Looking much more like himself with his black hair and actual features. Why anyone would believe that a wig was part of his costume was beyond him. 'Oh there's a crisis, peoples lives are at risk? Sure two minutes let me grab my hairpiece.'

Still chewing, Wally looked right at Dick. [Color=yellow]"I need my energy."[/color] He swallowed and pointed his fork accusingly at the young Bat-Brat. [Color=yellow]"Besides, not all of us need time to do our makeup and brush our hair. There's plenty of time, I mean [i]puh-lease[/i] it'll take me two seconds."[/color]

A wry grin crossed his face. [Color=yellow]"Don't be such a Dick."[/color] Dick and Wally had been friends for a number of years, along with Roy and Garth they had been the original 'sidekicks' during the founding days of the League. That offered them a certain level of brotherhood and camaraderie that sometimes was very helpful and natural. Other times, when part of a larger team however it didn't always have such a beneficial payoff. 

Often Wally found himself anticipating Dick or Roys next move, acting accordingly only to nearly run right into Conner. Speaking from previous experience however, that wasn't a very fun thing to do. It hurt less whenever he attem[ted to phase through a wall, unsuccessfully.

[Color=yellow]"You run along, little Robin. I'll catch up.[/color]