Oh, the usual. Sitting around, chatting with friends, drinking tea. [/sarcasm]

[Like hell he will. Also, he is rolling his eyes and so will hack this post later to find you that way. :/] Have you lost it completely now? I suppose you actually looked at the files and know the history behind the Joker, Robin and crowbar. Congratulation, by attacking him you are allowing him to play you. Be glad that you landed here before finding out the consequences.

By the way, which exact part of the sentence 'We don't kill.' is not understandable?

I do not approve of your tone. I demand to know what is going on!

[If you want him to beat the crap out of you again, go ahead and try to find him without his consent.] Why do you think I chose the crowbar? It was symbolic. And what do you mean "allow him to play me"? I had the situation perfectly under control!

I wasn't going to kill him. I was going to turn him into a vegetable. That's not death.

Disapprove and demand all you want. I'm not going to stop you.

[Pft, as if he could.] That what you think, isn't it? But knowing the Joker, you have only have as much control as he allows you to have. When did he turn up again anyway?

So you say now. But it's a fine line to walk on.

Drake, enough games. Where are we?

[Did you forget the first time they met? And that second time they fought was only a draw because Dick showed up.]He was pretending to be Oberon Sexton.

I was raised by assassins, I can control how hard I hit.

[He is damn tempted to ask him to say 'please', but that would really be just childish, wouldn't it? And with Dick unable to play referee, one of them had to be the adult. Even if keeping Damian guessing would be damn satisfying.] According to all sources we are on an island called 'Isola de Sorte'. It's placed outside of time, because of who or whatever messed up our timeline and we are supposed to fix it.

[Oh please, the first time he only 'won' because Tim actually tried to treat him like a kid and (even though Tim has yet to fight that one) considering that Damian had been the one on his knees while Tim had yet to break sweat that second fight could hardly be described as a draw.] Oberon Sexton, huh? I saw him highlighted in Dicks files, but nothing about him being the Joker… I guess that means that you are from sometimes slightly after me.

Of course you can. [He'll believe it when he sees it. And perhaps not even then.]

Well the one to blame must be you. You were the one sniffing around the whole time travel thing!

[Dick picked him to be Robin instead of you. Deal with it.] I suppose you don't remember deeming me a potential supervillain?

You never trust me!

Of course, what else could it be.

[Oh, he has. And he come to peace with being Red Robin from now on. Have fun being baby sitted by everyone, Damian, because that kind of comes with being the 'baby bird'. Also, sigh.] No, I don't. But taking an educated guess, I'd say you hacked my files.

You are not giving me all too much reason to.

Well I didn't do anything.

[They can try to babysit him, but he won't let that happen.] "Boomerang?" Really? It was obvious.

Because you never listen to me.

So I must have, naturally.

[Just tell yourself that. Bats have their ears and eyes everywhere.] So you say. How long did it take you to hack it?

I do. Not that there is much worth listening to.

Naturally.

[Maybe one day he'll realize that. Not today.] ...15 minutes, tops.

I have good ideas. I made the batmobile fly, didn't I?

Of course. Try again. [As if he's going to believe that. Still making notes to reinforce his encryptions. Also hacking and overwriting Damian's in his whole conversation with Kon, because he can and because Kon is an idiot and mentioning his name in public again. :/]

Based on Bruce's blueprints. And that's not what I'm talking about.

You don't believe anything I say so I don't know why I even bother trying.

I could have built it off of my own blueprints, but I wanted to finish what he started. What about the financial "error" I found at Wayne Industries? I did that without outside help.

Then do enlighten me. What are you talking about?

Damian, you may be good, but I know you aren't that good. Unless you started to hack on Oracle's level overnight, you couldn't gotten through more than the first layer of my encryptions in that time frame.

You seem to keep expecting expect to gain everything without earning it. Or that you can earn it with your mere presence. But as much as I hate to break it, that's not how the real world works.

Fine. It took me an hour and a half. Happy?

I am trying! I've done everything Dick's asked of me, and you for that matter! It's never good enough.

Whatever. [He's pretty sure that it had taken several hours. But it's not like he's the petty one and there were other arguments he could save his breath for.]

Really. Even if you did, do you actually understand why we do things the way we do them? Have you tried that? Because looking at your stunt with the Joker, I don't see that much of a difference to what you did to the Spook.

I didn't know you didn't kill when I decapitated the Spook. Mother said-- [And the light bulb goes off. Now he's just annoyed at himself for falling into his mother's trap than anything.]

The Joker's different. He can't be saved, Drake. He's a monster, clear and simple. I wasn't going after Catwoman, Two-Face, or even that new Black Mask running around. This is the Joker we're talking about here. He will break out of Arkham again, and he will kill again. Like I said to Todd, if you cut out his tongue he'll just find out another way to communicate. You have to take out his brain to take out the threat. He'll still be alive. Your precious rules will still be in place. Someone will just have to mop up his drool at the end of the day, and he can never hurt anyone ever again.