[The last thing Jon had known, he was being forced through a portal to go back home, before it had... twisted, somehow, turning into leaves and and falling, quiet words spoken to him. And then, well.
He shoves himself up into a sitting position and looks around. Wherever this is, it isn't Yggardis or Metropolis, and Damian isn't anywhere nearby that he can tell. All the superpowers he's developed over the last several months seem to be gone, but he can still see a normal yellow sun. And the niggling feeling it might have to do with some of those words he heard.]
Da- Robin?
[Nothing. With how obnoxious the older boy can be, the near-slip would have caught his attention if he was around at all. Jon stands up, checking himself over. Cape is still there, jacket's still zipped up, his jeans don't have any new holes in them, and his Converse are still on both feet. Pulling his phone out and turning it on doesn't show any signal, either, so with a sigh he turns it back off and shoves it back into its pocket.]
Hello? Anyone hear me?
[He can't get in trouble for falling into another dimension, right? He hopes not.
After a while, he shrugs, and picks a random direction to start walking in, cutting across the grass towards the slope of a hill. If nothing else, maybe looking from somewhere with a view'll give him any ideas.
Adventures, it turns out, are a lot better with someone else along for the ride.
Once up the summit of the hill, he scopes around.]
Wow, this is empty.
[There's nothing to watch except the wind occasionally winding through the grass and scrubby brush. And then, someone comes into view, their hands raised to the sky.]
Hey, mister! Hey!
[And so begins the waving as Jon begins running- well, more like taking long bouncing strides and managing to not trip over himself and crash- in the man's direction.]
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He shoves himself up into a sitting position and looks around. Wherever this is, it isn't Yggardis or Metropolis, and Damian isn't anywhere nearby that he can tell. All the superpowers he's developed over the last several months seem to be gone, but he can still see a normal yellow sun. And the niggling feeling it might have to do with some of those words he heard.]
Da- Robin?
[Nothing. With how obnoxious the older boy can be, the near-slip would have caught his attention if he was around at all. Jon stands up, checking himself over. Cape is still there, jacket's still zipped up, his jeans don't have any new holes in them, and his Converse are still on both feet. Pulling his phone out and turning it on doesn't show any signal, either, so with a sigh he turns it back off and shoves it back into its pocket.]
Hello? Anyone hear me?
[He can't get in trouble for falling into another dimension, right? He hopes not.
After a while, he shrugs, and picks a random direction to start walking in, cutting across the grass towards the slope of a hill. If nothing else, maybe looking from somewhere with a view'll give him any ideas.
Adventures, it turns out, are a lot better with someone else along for the ride.
Once up the summit of the hill, he scopes around.]
Wow, this is empty.
[There's nothing to watch except the wind occasionally winding through the grass and scrubby brush. And then, someone comes into view, their hands raised to the sky.]
Hey, mister! Hey!
[And so begins the waving as Jon begins running- well, more like taking long bouncing strides and managing to not trip over himself and crash- in the man's direction.]