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Robin had been hanging leisurely over a bar. He assumed that anyone in their would be calm enough to answer his questions about this strange place, and all he had to do was play the waiting game and let them come to him.
It’d be a lot easier if he could just waltz in on his own, but he’s not sure what the policy on teenage vigilantes is in bars these days.
When he sees someone leave the bar, he swoops down behind him and gently taps them on the shoulder.
“Hey.” He says with that classic Boy Wonder charisma- but notably not cheery or hyperactive for a kid in costume. He’s serious. “You a regular around here? Can you tell me what year it is? Were you born here, or were you taken here? If you were taken, how long as it been? Where am I?”
It wasn’t until the man turned around that Tim had an absolute nerd heart attack. Of course, he wouldn’t recognize this Leonard Mccoy, since he’s from the 90s, but he’s taken nonetheless.
Without even thinking about the implications of something fictional in his world being totally tangible here, he does the Vulcan salute.
