#atredrobin

[ofenigma]

Send 👋 for my muse to wave at yours.

Send 👋 for my muse to wave at yours.

Edward found it a bit odd to be getting a visit from Tim, but he still walked up to him when he waved him over. “What are you doing here, Boy Wonder? Looking for someone to test that brain of yours?” He questioned, reaching over and tapping Tim on the head lightly with his finger. Pulling back and having a look at the boy. Not many people came to the Narrows to see him. 

[cnrkent]

wet ( this is your fault )

wet :   my  muse  strips  down  to  their  under  garments  and  runs  into  the  water,  motioning  for  your  muse  to  join  them.

He’d done this before with Cassie so he was less apprehensive to do the same thing with Tim. This was probably a normal thing a lot of friends did together. Right? When Tim started stripping in front of him, he took only a moment to look over his friend’s form curiously before stripping off his own clothes in order to join him. He tossed them to the side where Tim was and followed him into the water. Splashing the other before offering him a wide smile. “What’s gotten you in such a playful mood?” He asked with a chuckle. 

[artemiscrrock]

“Can I sit here?”

Artemis nodded, “sure be my guest,” she said shuffling over to make room. “Isn’t it spectacular?” She asked, staring in awe at the Gotham city lights. Artemis hated the city at times, it reminded her too much of her parents, and the life she’d long since left behind. But at night, the city, even in the desalinate state it had submerged into, looked beautiful. There was just something magical about it. “What are you doing out here so late all on your lonesome?” 

Taken from FIRST MEETINGS & ICEBREAKERS

[cnrkent]

“I’m so sorry for getting blood on your clothes!”

‘Something’s Wrong’ Sentence Starters

“Don’t worry about my clothes!” Conner replied, making sure he had a good hold on his friend. Scared that he might collapse or something. He started searching him with his eyes for an injury. “Tim, where’s the blood coming from? I need to help you.” He asked him. He felt so scared for his good friend, he could feel his own heart pounding in his chest. He hated that Tim was hurt, but more importantly, he hated whoever did this to him. “What happened?” He asked. 

[widvw]

“Do you know what you’ve done?”

QUESTIONS.

“Yes, I do,” Natasha stared back at the masked man before her. They’d been tracking the same person apparently, and, also apparently, her getting her hands on him first had been a problem. “What I’ve done is helped you,” she gave a thin half-smile, “Even if you did keep getting in my way.” She flicked the stinger attached to her wrist back into place, before looking down at the body of their mutual pursuit. He was definitely unconscious, but still alive. These things were really being dragged out as of lately. A bullet in him would have done the job, but she wasn’t looking for that kind of trouble right now. “Look, I’ll be nice, I’ll even let you be the one to take him in. Consider it a gift.”