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Show off. But I love him anyway so it’s ok.
Heh, love you too.
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doing flips and shit
Show off. But I love him anyway so it’s ok.
Heh, love you too.
itsallaboutbatgirl replied to your post: Hi Dick. Hows it going?
It’s going good. you seemed hesitant about your answer. Something up?
No, no, it's nothing. We should get something to eat, I've got a killer craving for pancakes or something. You hungry?
konluthor started following you
"Say it isn't so!"
fledgedfirst started following you
“Hi there, Nightwing, right? Name’s Starling.”
“You got it. That’s a good name— we almost sound like a double act, Nightwing and Starling!
…You down for a partnership?”
She chuckled, “Well, I’m already on a team, but I wouldn’t say no to a team up, babe,” She winked at him, clicking her tongue. “S’good to meet ya anyhow, Nightwing.”
"And what team would that be?" He grins, folding his arms as he very obviously inspects her face. He shakes his head, dark hair falling into his eyes. He pushed it back. "No no, the pleasure is all mine."
Sure you don’t.
- relief floods through him as Jason snickers, it being oddly reassuring -
Alright, if that’s what you want.
- tempted to press on, to try and get him to talk about it, he has to hold himself back. it wouldn’t do any good, and he suspects it would only push Jason further away. better to try and deflect -
At least now you’ve got your… team. How’s Roy?
Thanks.
> for letting it go. it was a pretty touchy subject for him, especially now, so he’d rather not talk about it. maybe once it was done and over with, he’d open up to anyone but his teammates; it was a little too early for that now.
Roy’s — fine, I guess. If you want details, why not go and ask him yourself?
Weren’t you guys friends once?
- watches Jason's face carefully, trying to get any hint of what he was thinking, feeling. nodda.
glances away, feeling guilty again as he nods -
Yeah, we were. But things change.
- looks up, eyes meeting his -
You know that as well as I do.
Nightwing by Daniel Irizarri Oquendo
I'm beat, time to hit the hay.
> lets out a small snort when he sees Dick’s reaction, shaking his head. he honestly didn’t expect anyone to remember; it’s not a thing you’d linger on.
It’s alright. I don’t even remember your birthday, so there.
> snickers and ignores the hand.
Please, spare me the ‘you-can-find-good-in-everything’ bullshit — it fucking sucks, and that’s all I have to say about it.
Sure you don't.
- relief floods through him as Jason snickers, it being oddly reassuring -
Alright, if that's what you want.
- tempted to press on, to try and get him to talk about it, he has to hold himself back. it wouldn't do any good, and he suspects it would only push Jason further away. better to try and deflect -
At least now you've got your... team. How's Roy?
fledgedfirst started following you
“Hi there, Nightwing, right? Name’s Starling.”
"You got it. That's a good name-- we almost sound like a double act, Nightwing and Starling!
...You down for a partnership?"
Hi Dick. Hows it going?
Barbara, hey! It's going... it's going fine, thanks, yeah, it's good.
How's it going with you?
onceaspoiler replied to your post: onceaspoiler replied to your post: onceaspoiler...
.. Please don’t tell me it’s like a second batcave. As in, there’s an arsenal somewhere and whatnot. Though admittedly that’d be kinda cool.
You can inspect it for yourself, we'll see if your detective skills are up to scratch.
"Kal?" Bruce repeated, so used to calling the Kryptonian by his birth name. He shrugged a shoulder and ran a hand through his hair. " --- His mother is dying." Bruce and mothers were always a match made in a very painful, angst filled garden of Eden. Not quite heaven, but Bruce liked to torture himself with the concept of mothers.
He nodded, before biting his lip. Ouch. "That's... that's not good," Dick said lamely, unable to think of adequate words. He glanced up, his blue eyes meeting Bruce's. "How's the big guy holding up?" How are you holding up was a question that lingered on the tip of his tongue, yearning to come out. But there was no point. He'd only write it off, only deflect it back to Clark.
Ah no, none of that. You’re my brother, you’re obviously upset, and that’s my business.
We can do this the hard way or the easy way: either you can tell me straight up, or I can try to entice it out of you by making you listen to my Kory memories, recounted in vivid detail.
(Even the special ones.)
…
> staaaares. you didn’t just seriously threaten him with this.
I’m not upset, I’m just not in my best condition, I guess. It’s my death anniversary soon and I always feel off around that time.
> shrugs.
- shock is written all over his face as guilt eases in, the man mentally cursing himself -
Jason, I'm sorry. I should have remembered.
- puts a hand on Jay's shoulder -
It... It doesn't have to be a bad thing. Every anniversary is another year you're with us again, and that can't not be a good thing.
"I've --- " Bruce paused, thinking. "I've been better. I can't complain, but I can't exactly sing praises to the mountains. Not that I ever WOULD, but metaphors being as they are --- "
His smile widened at first, before faltering. That pause. For Bruce to do anything but write his mood off with a simple "fine" was a warning signal, and Dick didn't miss it now. Still, he didn't want to spook his former mentor... better to try and ease it out of him. "Well, that's good. Sorta. How's Clark?"
onceaspoiler replied to your post: onceaspoiler replied to your post: onceaspoiler...
Dip and a snuggie? Gotcha, bossman. Hope you got enough room in your place for the badassery that’s about to take place.
Please, I bought this place with maximum badassery in mind.
"I don't care who started it, I'll finish it."
Dick couldn't help but smile. "Of course you will," he conceded, holding his hands up in surrender. "How're things with you?"