She'd think the request was ridiculous or egotistical if not for three things. The first was her powers - those which allowed her to sense the truth like her creator, Wonder Woman - could feel that he wasn't lying. The second reason was that she'd been there. She had been where Dick now sat at this very diner, wondering who she was and missing so much information about her past and identity. The third reason was that Nightwing rarely allowed himself the luxury of ego. If anything, he was a little too selfless. They had that in common.

"So," she breathed in an uneasy breath. "I brought the scrap book, the photo album...and me. Where do you want to start?"

To my fellow players,

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The sun is setting, meaning New Years' Celebrations are about to start, meaning business for the cape crowd. "You know Jesse, the longer I'm here, the more I think you steered us in the right direction."

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She was on Earth again. Kyle was somewhere and supposed to be back soon. She was with the Titans again and Roy was acting a bit...more like the Roy she remembered rather then being this government-back near tyrant he could drop into being so easily now. Bart and Lian have been throughly chipper and...soothing...in their manic sort of way. She has yet another divorce hearing for some piece of property in a few hours, but right now it's quiet in the dawn hours of the train station base. She's flipping multigrain pancakes and she's singing...

A love struck Romeo sings the streets a serenade
He's laying everybody low
He's got a love song that he made
He finds a convenient streetlight and he steps out of the shade
And says something like
"You and me, babe, how about it?"

Juliet says, "Hey, it's Romeo!
You nearly gave me a heart attack"
Yeah well, he's underneath the window now she's singing,
"Hey, la, my boyfriend's back
You shouldn't come around here singing up to people like that"
Oh anyway whatcha gonna do about it?

Another day. Another paycheck. She's taken an assignment in Italy, leaving the husband and kid behind for a bit while she coaxed this boy band into actually posing instead of hamming it up. That was the morning though. Tonight, she'll fly back under her own power. Ah the joys of being a freelancer trying to save more money for the groceries!

But first, clam linguine, because, damnit, she earned it.

The Good News: Lian Harper is actually getting the hang of this "public school," thing. She's even discovered school band and has taken a serious interest in it.

The Bad News: She beginning to learn the saxophone and there isn't enough soundproofing in the world for this, much less out in the garage.

Younger Titan and older Titan having a night out on the streets of Philadelphia. It's not the dark place Gotham is, but it's not relaxed, accepting culture of San Fransisco either. Tonight, the pair are in First Hill, which is surprisingly quiet and their shift is winding down.

"So what kind of early morning food do you go for?" Troia asks. "I get to buy or cook it."

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Some days it's not writing. It's taking dictation.

Thank the Gods it's not true. I heard the news about Jason before it could be confirmed by outside sources.

It would be hard to explain (not to mention very messy) why I owe Jason Todd more than I can repay. It's hard to explain a bond forged first by utter failure and pain then by death. It sounds even more crazy because I've worked with others longer and during moments of greater cataclysmic importance. I've even been snatched from the jaws of death by those who have surprised and comforted me, but very few have ever become so important to me so quickly.

But I still remember being numb for days upon coming back as "Troia," and then discovering there would be someone who would never see the shift - never see me "all grown up." I remember putting my foot down strongly on adding his statue to the Hall as Robin - as a Titan.

I'm pretty sure he'll laugh and be very confused about this when he returns. May that be soon.

PS: For the record, I pray the Helena rumors on the news are more than rumors. I wish both any joy they can find.