I love the person I’ve become
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@transngelic // mk starter call
"You know, I don't know why everyone is so afraid of you. You're plenty nice to me," Steven murmurs, using the side of his arm to adjust his glasses without using his hands. His hands are busy, his fingertips stained red as he helps her stitch a fresh wound closed. She's smart and strong enough to do it herself but it feels nice to be able to help with this. His own system doesn't let him help with such bloody, violent things often. His role has always been to take more of the emotional/verbal blows than physical. "You need a nickname, Azrae. It's no fair Jeannie gets all the nicknames. I think Azzie suits you."
∗ 6o﹕ azrael claps a hand over dick’s mouth to silence them .
❝ anyways, as i was saying, i think blackgate needs to have some tightened security. detective montoya seems to believe that there's some dirty cops from the inside, which i don't doubt. and bruce and i uncovered a paper trail leading t— ❞
a hand is promptly clamped over their mouth, all words muffled behind @transngelic's palm. blue eyes shift to the angel in question, as if her silencing him was uncalled for. sure, they tended to ramble at times, dick wouldn't dare disagree with that, but to clap a hand over their mouth . . . ? his gaze sweeps over the other vigilantes sitting around the briefing table, at all the members of the bat family in various states of disinterest and trying to fight off sleep. well, he supposed his rehash of the explanation batman already gave was kind of unnecessary. he huffs quietly through his nose, looking at azrael with a silent confirmation that he'd finally stop talking if she let his mouth free.
nonverbal prompts ━ accepting
”no one's talked to me like i'm a person in a while. i guess it kind of freaked me out.”
burden of truth / accepting
jason fully takes it as a compliment, forgetting anything about what happened between them. it's not like a scar could stop a friendship in his lifetime and he'll live with that it's not important. "well guess we're both in the same boat with that." since he came back it's been hard learning to live again. he had never really explored who jason todd was, but maybe in this rebirth he can learn who he really is. but there's one thing that has never changed in his mindset. (maybe something he had learned from.. whatever or his own mindset, he doesn't remember anymore.) no matter how messed up somebody is he will always at least try to form some sort of connection. unless he deems them as completely unredeemable and deserving of a bullet in their skull for how despicable they are. but she's never done such a thing so of course he tried to start something, in his own way just asking random stuff that is probably pointless but he did.
"is ok hey listen i haven't been talked to like i'm even somebody in like, i don't know months so i get it's weird, i know you meant well."
@transngelic liked for a starter
"if this is a trap—" a beat. "it’s badly designed."
[ patch ] sender patches receiver up using makeshift materials (i.e. torn shirt).
injury prompt / accepting
jason these days had this habit of being left in one of the darkest corners of gotham, yet this time it looks like he didn't slip by unnoticed, limping away as fast as he could but of course he gets caught. he thinks he doesn't need to fight back, that this is someone he knows but he doesn't really know or care to know at this point and lets himself dangle until he finally feels the ground.
"oh, well that's a surpri- ow" he holds his side and sees the blood on his hand "why'd you do that i was fine a-" he watches as his own shirt gets ripped and wrapped around the wound as needed "uh, thank you. i can prob get to safety from here you don't have- you're following me okay" and he leans on her for support, he in fact could not have done the rest of the way on his own
❛ i wish i could say i’m making a difference, but .. i don’t know. ❜ from jp (*´・з・)
❝ yeah, i get that. it's hard to tell, especially outside of the mask. ❞
he understood the feeling all too well, and he's sure they weren't alone in the thought. sometimes it felt like progress was made in leaps and bounds and all was right in the world, and then other times it all crashed down too easily and left everyone scrambling to pick up the pieces. it was exhausting at best, and soul crushing at worst. but that's why people like him and @transngelic fought, so the world didn't completely crumble under the weight of everything bad in the world.
❝ if it means anything, i think you're making plenty of a difference, even if it doesn't feel like it. ❞
the batman ━ accepting
[ @transngelic said: " humility and presence, that's leadership. " ] [ prompt. ]
seven considers the other behind her visor. it's not the first time someone's called her a leader. compared her to one. implied she should be one. but she's content where she is, as a lieutenant. seven shakes her helmet. " shroud is my leader. i wouldn't dream of overstepping. " an honest response, and while indeed she possesses humility, she believes an ego is required to take charge. to lead a cause.
even before she met shroud, seven had been malleable. whatever it took to get some food and shelter. she might've even begged, once upon a time. leaders shouldn't have that level of weakness in them, in her opinion. seven would sooner see herself starve in order to feed her people, and a leader isn't much good hungry. " sounds like you're trying to stir unrest among the red ring, " the lieutenant observes. " it won't work. "