<div class="floatright">(https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRP78cUk8U_9h-F2Kj79YL-7FSEr-YrMfDG76ZBQfjOOahazhlh)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Terry McGinnis/Neo-Batman<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>3 PM, U.S. time zone<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Finally calming down and talking rather than fighting<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Starfire, Marvel Jr., and anyone in the vicinity of the anomaly who wants a piece of the action<br/><br/><br/>Oh, this is bad. Sooooo bad.<br/><br/>The male flew right through the Kryptonite gas cloud. Definitely not Kryptonian, then. Well, it wasn't like he could have defeated the woman anyway, so even if it had taken the caped dude out of commission, the fight was not going to end in his favor.<br/><br/>His assessment that Terry had come from the future seemed to hold up. The architecture, the sort of technology available to civilians and in windows, mostly revolving around there being no flying cars, was something of a giveaway, but...Terry just didn't want to believe that. And there was something else. Something just wasn't right. He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but he might have been able to figure it out with their help. "The future, huh? Yeah, maybe. But I'll tell you something-" he stopped dead when he heard the woman calling Nightwing. Nightwing? The costume hanging up in plexiglass in the Batcave, one of the memorials of the people who inspired him to become one of the Bat-Family and do their legacy proud...would he really get to meet him, in his prime?<br/><br/>The excitement of this thought, in spite of how crazy the entire situation was, nearly made his head explode when the redhead glomped onto his face and kissed him the way he wished his girlfriend Dana would think to. What was that weird feeling he didn't get from normal kisses, too? She seemed to have assimilated some of his...what, memories? Mannerisms? Surely it couldn't have helped much, he didn't even understand what happened, so it wasn't like she could figure it out by putting her missing puzzle pieces with his missing puzzle pieces.<br/><br/>"Oooookay, not really sure how you guys from the past greet people, but that's not usually the way we do it in my time." he wiped his mouth calmly, deciding not to antagonize them any further now that they had calmed down. "But there's a problem with your theory. I've dealt with some time travel before, not personally, but I've seen others come to my time from the past. I've never had it happen the other way around. If I'm in the past now, I could be endangering the future. I may have already screwed things up so much just by being here that I might never be born!" he growled. "And that's just the beginning. If my Batman is the same as yours, and if the way you speak about him is any indication, you know how paranoid he is. When I took over for him in his golden years, he had files on everybody, everyone ever affiliated with the Justice League. The fact that I have no data on either of you means something either went wrong between now and then, or I've done more than just go back in time. And..." he hesitated before he said the next thing that would probably shock them. Maybe he should meet with some of the rest before he opened the last bombshell he had to drop, about the grim fate they would all meet if indeed this past was the precursor to his world's future. "...Is it really Nightwing coming? All-black suit, but with the blue bird across the chest?" he cocked his head, smirking, but clearly with nostalgic glee. Too bad their first meeting would likely have some seriously bad news.