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[flashgotthis]

@pure-driven-snow​ x

The woman in front of him looked like she needed help. There was blood and there was...was her skin reflecting the light more than normal skin would reflect light?

Shaking his head, he stopped a few steps away from her and crouched down. Wally didn’t mean to hover. “I just want to help,” Flash said in a calm voice. “You look pretty beaten up and I can get you to a hospital.”

[nerdybirdboy]

“Holding everything in doesn’t help, you know.”

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Okay, this was the second time the barista came with advice. The first one had been innocent enough, but this was one step up. "I appreciate your concern, but I'm fine." He wasn't, but that wasn't unusual. Not for him or anyone else in his family. Though he would never discuss it with a stranger. He couldn't even if he wanted to. This was partly Red Robin related.

[nerdybirdboy]

"See, usually I wouldn't say anything but, ah--. Should you be drinking that much coffee, kiddo?" //hello there!

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Tim needed a break from the Manor, so he had grabbed his laptop and went to one of his favourite cafes to do research there. It was that kind of research that didn't require the Bat Computer and wouldn't show any secrets if anyone stole a glance.

Having been out on patrol until early morning and then not caught much sleep, as usual, Tim needed caffeine to stay awake and focused. He was on his fourth double Americano when he heard someone speak to him, a voice he recognised. It was the barista. "Uhm... yeah, it's fine." Tim wasn't going to tell that he usually drank a lot more than this and kiddo... Dick called him that and it made him smile a little, connecting the word to his older brother. Though he was usually called a kid. Not his fault he looked more like twelve than seventeen. "And I'm not as young as I look." Why did he tell her that? Maybe to ease any possible worries she might have.

[archived-brokentoys]

SENTENCE STARTERS / ACCEPTING / @pure-driven-snow​ sent :

"It's OK to take a break."

“ Not for me, it isn’t, ” the riddling man said rather firmly with a mindset that would be difficult to alter. “ I can’t take a break until MAJOR PROGRESS is made for this city. Not until I’m standing over that... THAT BAT’S corpse. ”

[madnessismycupoftea]

@pure-driven-snow​ cont.

Her throat was tight from all the dirt in the air and her eyes were burning. Looking around Lucille could see exactly how lucky she’d been. If her reactions had been a moment slower - if her ice shield had failed - she’d be dead. As it was, a splintered beam that had managed to go under the ice was mere inches away from her leg.

“Surprisingly alive.” She almost didn’t recognize her voice - croaky from the dust invading her throat. The space left seemed awfully tight, really only enough to keep them from being crushed. “How about you?” Her voice was trying to break through but still sounded foreign to her ears.

“Uninjured. Rather concerned, though.”

Jervis withdrew a handkerchief from his pocket and covered his mouth and nose with it. Breathing in too much of this dust would be harmful.

“Do you have something to cover your face with? Even your shirt or sleeve is better than nothing. Protect your lungs.”

He shifted, trying to sit more comfortably in the tiny space, and sighed.

“That’s really all we can do for now. I’m sure someone will come dig us out of here, eventually.” He didn’t seem too worried about it.

[madnessismycupoftea]

Send “a little close” for our muses to get stuck in a small space together. ( Heya! )

Something snapped in the ceiling. The building wasn’t going to stay standing for much longer, and Jervis really didn’t want to still be inside when it fell.

He opened a door, hoping this way was the correct way- Someone was already in here, he noticed, before another loud crack came from the ceiling, and the roof came down around them.

When the dust settled, it was him, and the woman he had seen just before the collapse. Buried under rubble, in a small pocket of space that had miraculously saved them both from being crushed.

Jervis took a moment to make sure he wasn’t dead, then looked over to his companion.

“… Are you hurt?”

[shesquiinnsane-ar]

"Pretend you know me for five minutes and I'll buy you coffee." Lucy raced over to the other woman and fell into step with her. She looked over her shoulder, obviously anxious about something. This wasn't how Lucille had planned for her day to go, but at the moment she seemed like the safest option. [Heya! Hope you don't mind!]

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CONSIDERING SHE’D BEEN awake most of the night before Harley was more than willing to play along for the coffee. “Oh my, I ain’t seen ya in fer ever how ya been, Blue?” Hopefully she was being convincing enough to whoever or whatever, but she’d ask questions later.