“Seriously, you hijacked the Batmobile and did not invite us? For Shame!” Spoiler wailed, draping herself across the hood like it was a fainting couch.
Hood scoffed. “So you don't want me to have brotherly bonding with-”
“So you admit we are brothers!” Nightwing crowed.
Hood shoved Nightwing “Shut up dickhead, Signal is a brother, you are debatable on a good day and Dan-” Hood was cut off by Nighwing launching himself onto Hood.
Everyone watched as Hood and Nightwing wrestled, cheering on as Nightwing avoided chokeholds.
Signal soon appreciated that he had moved away to get a good view of everyone and had set his visor to record. Danny decided it was his turn to ‘cheer’ by playing the intro song for John Cena.
On Full Blast.
Signal quickly saved multiple copies of all the vigilantes scattering like startled cats. Nightwing and Hood launched off each other, ending up out of frame, Spoiler yelped and scampered off of the car, and Black Bat leaped back and managed to cling to the side of a lamp post. She was the only one left in frame, and her entire being radiated unsettled vibes. Signal imagined her looking like a cat, completely poofed, claws stuck into a wall, staring at the Batmobile in terrified yet morbid curiosity.
Duke could not hold himself back any longer as he roared with laughter. Hood and Nightwing soon followed as they found Black Bat still clinging to the pole.
“Danny, you are now Officially our brother!” Nightwing declared.
here's every companions reaction to being offered amasec on thassera
Dark-maroon amasec is pouring out of the ridiculously gaudy fountain. An eager cup-bearer hands you a goblet filled to the brim. "Have a taste, if you please, my Celestial Patron! This vintage had been maturing ever since we laid the cornerstone of our citadel. We tapped it to celebrate you."
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[Offer the drink to your retinue]...?
ABELARD: Abelard accepts the cup with great decorum, takes half a gulp, and grunts thoughtfully, "An interesting bouquet. Not particularly refined, but quite potable, in my uninitiated opinion."
ARGENTA: "Amasec clouds the mind and darkens the eye. I will refrain, Rogue Trader."
CASSIA: Cassia's eyes widen in dismay. She stares intently at the cup, then screws up her eyes and downs the contents in one gulp. "My throat is… on fire…
HEINRIX: "Thank you, Lord Captain, but we need one of us to remain sober." The Interrogator gives you a mildly reproachful look.
IDIRA: Idira shrinks from the amasec and hesitates for a short while before resolutely shaking her head.
JAE: Jae downs the cup and looks around her with melancholy eyes. "What can I say? Footfall isn't the only place that knows how to have a good time.
KIBELLAH: "It is an honour to accept a gift from you, Domin." Kibellah looks pensively at her own reflection in the cup and, with a swift motion of her hand, pours its contents into her ceremonial flask.
MARAZHAI: Marazhai wrinkles his nose in disgust. "I could smell the reek of this awful slosh from orbit. Do not insult me with the suggestion that I might want to drink it."
PASQAL: "Request denied. I am registering a number of mind-altering substances in this preparation that act as cognitive suppressants." Pasqal casts a long glance at the fountain. "The layman or woman who conceived the idea of installing a poisonous fountain in a public place must have been under the influence of the poison themselves."
SOLOMORNE: "No. And not just because I am on a mission." Solomorne studies the fountain with a critical eye. "This is nothing more than carousal on a backward world, no matter how many court fools are singing our glories. There is neither honour nor pleasure in partaking of local liquor."
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"Once I am back on your flagship, I will raise a glass to the success of this mission. That is, I might raise a glass. Of water."
ULFAR: Ulfar frowns sceptically before taking a powerful swig. He grimaces with contempt and spits on the ground. "Serving this sour hogwash to mighty warriors is a disgrace. Such tasteless slop can do nothing to raise the spirit."
YRLIET: Yrliet looks at the cup of amasec with what seems to be desperation. Finally, she twists her lips and utters a forced but firm: "No."
+ yrliet + marazhai cross combo reaction (must be in the party together) + thank you to tacticalgrandma for the info~
YRLIET: "I was planning to simply refuse… but I am nonetheless glad that the truth has been spoken." Yrliet and Marazhai exchange knowing glances
+ jae being a "bad" influence
"Azhi eat my eyes!" A delighted Jae hands Cassia another brimming cup. "Keep going, shereen! You're doing great, but you're capable of so much more! Another couple of swigs, and the fire will warm your whole body and soul!
+ bonus designated driver solomorne
Your head feels light and pleasantly empty. It looks like you are more than a little tipsy. A heavy hand is laid on your shoulder, and Solomorne's voice comes in cold and insistent: "You ought to stop, Rogue Trader. We still have business to attend to."
+ exasperated anti-party proctor (jokes)
"You are just like Glaito when he sinks his teeth into a heretic." The Proctor takes the cup and downs it in one long, powerful gulp. "Are you sure this is amasec? It is a tad watery. Trust a planet that underpays its tithe to dilute its liquor as well."
+ sol just can't say no to you
After casting a sidelong glance at you, Solomorne dips his head deferentially. "I apologise, I did not mean to be rude." He accepts the cup, intertwines his arm with yours, and downs the amasec in a mighty gulp. Then he gives you a quick and not overly heated kiss and immediately averts his eyes.
I'm fleshing out Cyrus and Cass's relationship right now and OUGGH I'm hitting myself in the feels man
Little Cyrus (9-ish) had been passed around to a lot of different locations within the organization, different outposts and different people to try and straighten him out a bit. He was sent to Cass with a warning that he was trouble, but all she saw was this little kid so clearly passionate about the work they were doing despite it being scary.
So she took him under her wing and trained him and fostered that passion he had for their work. Everyone else said they could never keep his attention, but she saw he was just a fast learner and that he wanted to do everything that he possibly could. He wanted to be the best he could be.
Cass had always had a problem getting attached to the newbies that had been sent there. They came and she got too friendly, and then they died like most of them do. Problem was, they were always sent after they had become an official member. Cyrus was still a VERY small child when he arrived, and after years went by, Cass started to see him as a son. You aren't even able to become an official member until 19, so she felt she had a long time to train him right and keep him from getting hurt.
Cut to 8 years later, and Cyrus is 17 now. That attitude he'd always had when he was younger is still there, but he's capable now. Not as much as he thinks, though. He's got an ego and thinks he's invincible, and that drive to always be better is now running him into the ground. He takes missions too difficult and gets himself hurt, but then others praise him for his bravery and resilience, and so he keeps going. Cass begs him to slow down, to take easier missions, to think about his health.
But now, Cyrus sees the one person who believed in him and encouraged him, and now to him it seems she's trying to hold him back. He wants to keep growing and improving and being the best he can, he wants to make her proud and all she does nowadays is tell him to stop. He starts taking freelance jobs and assignments behind her back, to stop her from pestering him.
