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yellowskinnedwackyman
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thestrongestrobin
"--I don't appreciate bat puns."
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livinglightningrod
yellowskinnedwackyman
spellahxolic
thestrongestrobin
"--I don't appreciate bat puns."
[ -casually invades your askbox- ] Care to join me?
Send me "Care to join me?" and I'll generate a number and my character will react to yours asking them to join them in...
28. Playing video games
((Casually apologizes for being out of town when this was sent))
Dick had not expected that comment to be directed at him coming from that specific boy. Not really. Of course, Dick knows that the younger doesn't hate him per se -- actually he knows that there is a fondness there somewhere -- but usually the younger is...not so outward about these sorts of things. It's surprising. But then again, Dick's life is full of surprises...and he's not sat down for a good bit of gaming in a very long while. He looks over to Damian, who is craning back to look at him directly, eyebrow raised as if he half expects Dick to refuse. The television is on behind him, indiscernible layout of a start screen glowing behind him - outlining his face very softly. In his left hand is a loosely clutched controller.
Dick's not going to refuse.
He smiles at the other, stepping into one of the numerous family rooms scattered about Wayne Manor and sets the stack of paperwork down on one of the side tables - he'd been intending to work on it but it's not as if he can't get to it later. Running a tired hand through his hair he heads over, joining the other on the floor. "Sure," he says. "What are we in for?" The room is dim with the only light being the last inklings of sunlight fading from the window - turning over into a shady dark night with a moon dabbled with angry clouds - and the low warm hue of a lamp places beside the couch neither of them bothered to sit in.
SHIT SOMEONE BUG ME TO ANSWER ROBYN TOMORROW TOO SHIT
Thestrongestrobin is a phenomenal Damian. Mun plays him so well. They are amazing. And the mun i just plan adorkable.
Spill iiiit~
Anon me "Spill It!~" and my muse will tell you something about me, the mun.
"Another one?" He huffed. "Alright, she has twelve, or all of them, swim diplomas and six life safe guard or-whatever-they-are-called diplomas."
+;;
thestrongestrobin
"------Ididn'tbreakthatyoubrokethat."
{ She totally broke that. }
☀ thestrongestrobin
"Get lost."