Arkham was about to say something in response to 'Mini-Robin', but Redwood started, so he waited until he was done. After Redwood was done, Arkham waited for a second in case any of the Titans would say anything, and then decided to make his opinion known: "If you find anything Mini-Robin, make sure to tell me." Arkham said, resisting the urge to make faces at the little bastard under his helmet...but just barely "I would hate for you to get in over your head, as short as you are, it wouldn't be that hard..." Arkham looked over at The Titans, especially Robin, and shrugged apologetically.

The Observer turned to face the person that was speaking to him and looked at him with his cold and steely gaze. He had an impassive face, but his eyes said so much more. "I am staying here. Move around me if you must, but I will be staying here. I mentally marked my spot behind the young human with the white hair. He was the furthest back in this line when I entered the establishment." He would wait for now, but he needed to get back to her. He knew that she didn't like it when she was alone, and despite his attempts to make the place more homey for her, it didn't seem that she truly enjoyed the appearance of his dwelling.

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Robin looked at the batman suit first once the small group made it down to the garage. He had never seen a suit design like that before, and he would probably have Cyborg help him find out who made the suit and for what reasons. Moving that to the side for the moment, he shifted his gaze to Damian. He already didn't like the kid, and simply looked at him with a seemingly blank stare. "Good, you'll make for a great support on the team." Robin mentally smirked at the you man before him. He was sure that Damian would to have the leader position, so he was going to do everything that he could to make sure that he understood how the whole 'teamwork' thing worked.

Upon hearing someone clear their throat, Robin turned to redwood and listened to what the young man had to say. He didn't want to be mean, but he didn't look like much, and he wasn't really trying to sell himself. He assumed that a quality like that cuold be good, but he wondered how redwood would be able to apprehend evil. Robin didn't have any time to respond as the man in the Batman suit did first.

Robin shook his head at Arkham with a small smile. "We should probably get introductions out of the way since you three are already here. You guys should start first." He offered to them, glancing at the the three around him so see what they had to say on the matter. Starfire nodded with a wide smile and Beast Boy smirked as he thought of the pranking possibilities. Even after all of these years he was a child at heart.

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The Observer turned to face the person that was speaking to him and looked at him with his cold and steely gaze. He had an impassive face, but his eyes said so much more. "I am staying here. Move around me if you must, but I will be staying here. I mentally marked my spot behind the young human with the white hair. He was the furthest back in this line when I entered the establishment." He would wait for now, but he needed to get back to her. He knew that she didn't like it when she was alone, and despite his attempts to make the place more homey for her, it didn't seem that she truly enjoyed the appearance of his dwelling.

"Alright man, I get it you want to get it as soon as possible. You don't want to wait, we are the same as you now kindly I ask again please move. Otherwise man I'm sorry I don't feel like waiting for your hide to move so I'll make it," Milo called again already beginning to put focus to summoning a Centipede the size of him and judging from the size of big man it'd have to be stronger than normal. "So what do you say man?"

"OH, right!" redwood remembered that he looked really normal for someone who had powers. "I bet you're all wondering what I can do." His scarf began to levitate off of his neck and flatten out in midair. It began to expand to the size of a magic carpet. redwood stepped onto it and sat down. He began to sing...

"I can show you the world
Shining, shimmering, splendid
Tell me, princess, now when did
You last let your heart decide?"

He then put his groceries down on it, and stepped off. The scarf, turned 'magic carpet', transformed again into a little elf-shaped creature, who took his groceries and ate them in their packaging. The elf-shaped fabric creature would then turn into something like a crochet bag and lie lifeless on the floor, with the groceries inside.

"So, yes, I'm redwood lane, no capital letters. I was raised by lesbian women, who later on had a dispute. My mother kicked me out because I was trying to defend my other mom. Now I live off the chance of my clothes selling online." He went to go pick up his bag.

Bruce and Talia had both instilled in Damian the importance of self control, especially considering his volatile nature. Damian had done fairly well in learning to control his anger, and he often coped with it by channeling it in combat. But when Robin dismissed him a useful "support" member, Damian's eyebrow twitched. Inside, he was raging. Support! What gave circus boy over there the right to dismiss him as "support"?! He had managed to kill Spook Nobody, and the Heretic without any assistance, as well as defeating Killer Croc, Bane, and Scarecrow on his own! He had even saved Batman's life from the Heretic at the ultimate price! And he was only 15! What had Grayson managed to do by that time?

Damian still felt irritated when Robin asked them to introduce themselves. It didn't help that the alien was completely unaware of the tension coming from the ex-sidekicks, and Beast Boy was smirking like some idiot with an ill-fated prank in mind. For Beast-Boy's sake, he had better not be planning something for Damian. Then, the untrained fool named redwood did his little show, which was exactly what it was. A show. What was this, American Idol?! This wasn't some social club. At least, he hoped not. They were trained crime-fighters. Emphasis on "trained". And his power? Fabric manipulation?! What would THAT be good against? The only villains Damian could think of that it would be good against were Penguin, because of the umbrellas, and Spook. Except Penguin was already a pushover, and Spook was dead. And then, the idiot went and made the ultimate vigilante blunder: he gave away his identity. Making a file for redwood was going to be child's play, now that he knew where to start looking.

Resigning himself to the inevitable, conversation with these morons, Damian stepped forward. "I'm Talon," he said. "Batman's son and latest partner. As for skills, anything Robin could do at my age, I can do twice as well." Damian looked right at Robin after that, matching his blank gaze with one of his own. Internally, Damian was fired up. He was almost hoping Robin would call him out on it so he could prove it and show up the fake son.

"Ooh, I actually caught that movie last night!" Arkham said, After Redwood was done with his presentation "It's really sad that the guy who played Genie is gone, he was really cool." Originally, The Arkham Knight was going to do a more indepth opening, but then he noticed that Damian's Eyebrow twitched, and his head turned towards the Mini-Robin instantly. "I don't have a name past 'The Arkham Knight', shorten it however you wish, along with the skills I stated earlier I also have skill in Investigation and Parkour..." Arkham said, his voice distracted "It's not hard to find tells in extreme emotion, even if it is hidden well." Arkham turned back towards Robin, and gesturing to Damian with his head, asking nonverbally: 'Is he going to be a problem?'

Starfire showed a look amazement as redwood showed off his abilities. She had never seen someone who could manipulate fabric before, and she was entranced by the show that they were presented with. He was singing lyrics from one of the songs that had the amusing genie. She didn't remember the name of the movie, but she knew that much about it. Beast Boy simply looked at the introduction with an odd look. He wasn't quite sure how to react to it, but he was somewhat amused by it. Raven remained impassive as she watched, but internally she was also amazed by his powers. It could be possible that his abilities to control fabric were arcane, as control of specifically and only fabric was just too odd to be a genetic power.

When redwood was done, the group turned their heads to look at Talon, listening to what the teen had to say to the group. Starfire wasn't all that happy with how he was talking about Robin, but she did nothing as she looked at him with a light stare. Beast Boy and Raven were similar cases, but the silver skinned woman showed no signs of emotion at all. It was quite the opposite in her head as she believed that the kid who just walked into their tower couldn't stand a chance against the leader of the 'Teen' Titans.

Beast Boy gave Talon a not-so-serious stare as he pointed a finger at him. This kid couldn't just walk in and bad mouth their leader! If Robin wasn't going to do anything about it, then Beast Boy would. "Hey! Robin here is way better than yo-" He was silenced by Robin, who held an arm out to keep him from walking up to Talon.

Robin shook his head and glanced at Beast Boy, his visible eye focusing on Talon. "Hold it Beast Boy. He was trained by not only Batman, but also the League of Assassins since birth. He's taken down guys that even all of us would have problems with. Batman said that he needed to work on teamwork. Hence why he's support." He said in a calm voice as he looked at the young Wayne. Robin believed that it he was going to work on team work, he wasn't going to be the one giving the orders. To be the best leader, you need to be on equal ground with the people you're leading.

Afterwards, the all looked at the Arkham Knight and listened to what he had to say. Robin made a note to see if they couldn't unlock some memories somehow, either by using science, or arcane abilities. The former partner of Batman shook his head with a small smile. "No, he'll be fine. Batman said I can use whatever means I see fit to get him to work well with teams, as well as to see how important they are."

"Robin Williams?" redwood asked Arkham Knight. "I know. It's a shame. He was a hella' multifaceted actor. How do you know he's gone if you only have memories up to last week?" redwood felt like he was onto something, but chances are, he wasn't. He used the term 'hella'' as part of northern west coast speech. "I think I'm going to call you Arkhy."

On the other hand, Damien, or Talon, seemed very stuck up. redwood kept his mouth shut about it as he figured he didn't know much about their past. He also hoped his groceries aren't getting bad. He compressed his scarf, now bag, to become a ball that didn't let any air in or out. "Gotta' keep this fresh."

Damian raised an eyebrow at Robin's knowledge of his training. His past with the league of assassins wasn't exactly a fact he liked to flaunt. How could he have possibly...... of course. Dear old dad must have told him. Hell, the support role was probably Batman's idea as well. Damian still found the whole suggestion as a load of hypocrisy, but he would abide it. For now at least. Still, Grandfather was probably rolling around in his grave right now. If he even was in his grave.

"You've heard," Damian replied. "At least that settles the question of my skill. Still, I'd appreciate it if you kept that knowledge secret. Ex-league members aren't viewed fondly by the rest of the league." At least they didn't seem to know who his mother was. That would be a can of worms. "I know who all of you are. So unless these two need introductions, I guess that we're done here. Just show me where my room and the training room is, and I'll be out of your way."

Arkham had been silent ever sense redwood had named the actor in Aladdin, his head down in thought, confused and trying to dig into what little he remembered for more. The skills he could remember, minor bits here and there that were more like snapshots and didn't tell him anything, and there was what was best described as a soundbite:
"Did you hear that Robin Williams died?" It sounded like a female said that, Adult, not his mother...when this happened before, he could tell her voice from the accent she had.

"Really?" This was his own voice, it sounded much younger then he was now.

"Yeah, he appearently...." and that was it, the 'soundbite' faded to 'static.

Arkham then heard someone that was still imbedded in reality say 'League of Assassins', and that set of another series of snapshots that seemed to be impossible: A man at two different extremes of age: and a name: Ra's Al Gul....

"Ra's Al Gul..." Arkham said, reality re-asserting itself for him "I remember him, he was very old...then young..."