#redstainedhood

[terminalworldarcher]

"Nothing of importance..." He trailed off before sighing in defeat, "How's practice by the way, you aren't straining yourself again, are you? Fucking scared us last time you fucked up your shoulder."

Cass adjusted her arm guard and smiles up at him "Therapy helped. Its doing better now but its still really hard to draw the bow. I'm stepping up on my physical training more, rather than just aiming and shooting."  She slid on her finger tabs, tying the wristband together "Maybe we should go shooting sometime. IF you ever let anyone touch your babies." 

[do-not-patronize-me]

Hey. I found your volleyball tights in my laundry. I accidentally gave them to Cass, cause it was small. Don't bother getting them back, they look better on her.

And you wonder why I'm annoyed with you most of the time. This is the damn reason why! *mumbles* ..I need those back though.....

[do-not-patronize-me]

redstainedhood replied to your post: “Damiannnn~” Jason called lazily from the living room sofa as he waved a can on soda in the air, “I need another drink.”

“But you’re already in the kitchen, it would be more logical for you to get it for me,” Jason dragged on with a pained moan, “I’m too old Damiannnnn.”

Damian was about to yell at Jason, then he thought about it. He went to the fridge and grabbed a soda, shaking it up rapidly before he entered the living room. "Here," he said handing it to Jason, trying to keep a straight face.

[terminalworldarcher]

"Cass. Cassandra. Cassie. Cassamtha," Jason called aloud as he sorted through the mail before dropping them on the table with a badly-hidden pout, "Where's my fucking mail, doesn't anyone care about me?! Cass I need you to write me a letter."

"Wha... Why do you need a letter?" She stared at him with an unamused expression. 

[do-not-patronize-me]

"Damiannnn~" Jason called lazily from the living room sofa as he waved a can on soda in the air, "I need another drink."

Damian was in the kitchen reading when he heard Jason's unnecessary call for a beverage. He glared towards the direction of where the voice was coming from. "Get your own drink, instead of being lazy!"

[thesnarkiestwonder]

Well, well, well. If it isn't the articulate toy soldier. I heard you're still hangin' around Big Bad.

Red stained hood? Fitting name considering the very stain you left upon the Robin mantle. 

What do you want, Todd?