#the-turncoat

[parisian-eagle]

"I only hit you because I thought you were a stalker!" said Helena, hoping she hadn't broken his nose.

“Who the hell would be stalking you with the city is chaos?!?” Arno questioned, rubbing at his sore nose.

[silence-violence]

Lych had the duct tape over her mouth. She only had it on for no more than fifteen minutes and already she was rather irritated by it. Stumbling upon a little girl playing by herself outside didn't brighten her mood even a little. 'Hey kiddo' Lych wanted to call out. The words seemed to stuck at the tape and they wanted out. "Uhh!" She made some muffled noise as she approached the child. The girl was Therium's adopted daughter. Once Lych was close enough, she tapped the girl lightly with her foot while looking down to her.

the-turncoat

[charlie-the-great-blog]

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"Say no more," was her response as Robin knelt down and slowly lifted him up, using her own weight to brace and support him so he wouldn’t fall over.

"But honestly, Charlie, you know better not to get into fights. At least not when I’m not close by to back you up. And I did see that swing. I have to admit…nice swing."

He groaned pathetically as she lifted him to his feet, one arm tight against his side to try and lessen the strain on his poor ribs, the other slung over Robin's shoulders. 

Charlie huffed out a pained laugh at her jibes, retorting, "Not so nice for my face, but he did have great form. Followed it through with his whole body'n knocked me clear off my feet. Stout bastard." As they limped away, he patted his hand against Robin's shoulder, adding, "And aye, next time I'll make sure you're around to pick up my sorry arse if I plan on picking fights with anyone significantly more sober'n I am."