[Video Post] un:redbird

[timmers]

[Tim has finally decided to rekindle an old hobby and get himself a camera. The video opens to a medium-sized mirror, from which you can see Tim holding up an SLR, dressed casually with a warm jacket, like he might be about to go out.]

It's been a while since I held one of these. Hope I haven't gotten rusty. [Tim smiles a bit wryly, thinking about the last time he'd held a camera.]

More importantly, I'm thinking of shooting a calendar to raise some additional funds for a couple of community activities.  I'm open to theme suggestions, if anyone has any.

If you're feeling braver than that, I'm heading out now to get a feel of things if anyone wants to be a test subject.
Just make sure you're not afraid of heights. [A grin for that, but you've been warned.]

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[sonofab]

[ Course had he known anything about Drake's condition, he might've rethought his plan, but instead Damian just thinks your shivering is for show and he will not let your manipulation tactics work towards guilting him.

Besides the noise had a purpose. He was out here for the beast and well... let's just say he was chumming the water. Relax though, it's not like he made you bleed or anything. He just wanted the noise. ]

The noise is just what we need. [ He hears the hum of large bug wings in the trees and a growl bubble from the water. He smirks at Drake's retreating back. ]

Yes, very lucky you brought your uniform.

[timmers]

If it's just noise, you could've opened your mou-- [Wait. That sound-- Tim makes a grab for his bo, uniform forgotten and still in the bag. How very like Damian to rush fist-first into trouble.]

What did you call? [Tim's gaze darts between the water and the treeline. Two of them?]

[sonofab]

Something. [ Damian shrugs, not looking worried. ]

Whatever it is, they're attracted to sound... [ He cocks the gun he stole from Todd's room and takes his hoodie off revealing the two Eskrima Sticks he'd taken from Grayson's room, tucked into his belt. ]

So keep talking. [He throws a throwing knife, nailing a large gator right between the eyes as it pops out of the water towards Drake. ]

[timmers]

[Was that-- a gun?? Jason's gun? It definitely looked like it. Batman's son. With a gun. Bruce had to be rolling in his time-space grave. He ducks to avoid getting caught by the same knife-- dangerous to deflect in close quarters, and strikes the thrashing crocodile in its maw. It's large enough that he's a little worried, but there were other fish to fry. Like the gigantic winged hornet that came from the trees.]

When you said--[R-discs thrown, wedging into its thorax.] --you wanted to photograph the local wildlife, you did realize we need to be at a distance?

[He's starting to wonder if the Al Ghuls just couldn't find a tutor who taught common sense.]

[sonofab]

[ Relax the gun was going to be used mostly as a scare tactic and noise. Damian didn't favor these as a weapon, but he was trained to use them and was taught to utilize every option in situations of survival. ]

What fun is that? You said you were feeling brave, didn't you? [ And in a place like this, finding action was a desperate search. ] Besides, some action shots are far more compelling and the town is in need of some creature clearing after the flood.

[ He shot one of the wasps out the sky, clipping its wing to make it fall. ]Two birds one stone. [ He runs off taking Tim's staff out his hand and using it as a spring to drop kick a creature towards the trees. ]

Stop complaining and take some pictures!

[timmers]

The part about showing them in their natural habitat as they are and not as they smashed. [He picks his staff back up with a quick heel flip. The wasp is down- not really the best look for it, damaged as it is. The croc looks hardier, lunging for Damian in a powerful burst of speed, jaws snapping up towards the younger Robin.]

[It rankles to follow Damian's orders, but it's a great shot. Tim slides the camera up and takes it just as another crocodile bursts out of the water.]

1/2

[sonofab]

Boring.

[ Even with Drake's complaints he still hears the camera shutter. He smirks letting instinct slide in, move his body. Punching a gator was a pleasantly familiar feeling. 'Wonder what killer Crock is up to?'

In his struggles to try and come off as normal, it felt good to just switch off and let go. He flips sideways to avoid the gator taking a bite of him. ]

2/2

[sonofab]

Hey, I was using that!

[ Damian growls when he notices the staff back in his possession. He slams a foot on a different gator's jaw to keep it closed and fires the gun, grazing the gator lunging at him and taking it off course so that it slams jaw first into a large tree.

His eyes not leaving Drake even as blood splattered his cheek and the tree behind him cracked. ]

[timmers]

[Click.Click. Whirr. Click.Click. Fierce.] Hmm. Let's not use this for your school photo.

And I was using it first.[Speaking of, Tim tucks the camera under an arm to fend off another gigantic wasp- just their luck if they kicked up a hornets nest in here- reversing the staff to thrust into its abdomen and electrocute it.]

[sonofab]

[ Why are you like this?! ] Tt, would show that lazy P.E. teacher what a real work out looks like!

[ Damian smirks as he gleefully wrestles a gator. ] Wha-- When did you add that? [ He says indignantly at Drake's staff. He hadn't gotten around to customizing his staff yet, but he was so going to do that you idea stealer! He really hated not having his gear here. ]

[timmers]

You realize it's my staff. [Tim swats the wasp away- good thing he managed to get a clean kill, unlike some people. Less cleanup.] I improved the design.

I boobytrapped my uniform back then, too. [He looks around, but there don't seem to be any other monsters forthcoming. He eyes the crocodile carcass.] Don't think picutres of that will be useful to anyone. Let's find something else. Before something finds these.