#violetbat

[redbird-bluewings]

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Hm I haven’t managed to get a good Dick-Steph thread going yet so this is an interesting and good idea….

[ofthefittest-blog]

violetbat replied to your post:

I think you just bring out the "inmature" in me, gremlin ;)

Nit-pick all the typos you want, hag - it'll never fulfill your crippiling need to stuff your own bust.

[ofthefittest-blog]

you are the 80-year-old man from UP trapped in a 10-year-old's body. someone thought I should let you know :)

Tell me - are you actually studying how to be so insolent and frightfully inmuature, or were you just born this way?

[truebluesupergirl]

violetbat replied to your post: HOW’S IT CRACKING GOTHAMITES? You know what, I...

probably because it’s filled with bright kryptonian cheeeeer. there’s my favorite super. how’s it hanging?

P'shaw!! That's only because I'm with my bestie again!! -hugs tightly- Eh, just the usual, AKA beating big bads to a pulp because they don't seem to understand the meaning behind giving up. How 'bout you??

[beautyisthelynx]

violetbat replied to your post: konfounded replied to your post: You should also...

THAT’S BECAUSE HE WAS LOOKING AT YOU! AND HE IS A BOY!

what??

what does that mean??

it was you who looked at me!

[robinofthered-blog]

Uneven Stitch

Getting away couldn't have happened fast enough. It was his fault, he knew that, but he didn't have the energy to own up to it or deal with it at that time. He wasn't in the condition. At that time all he wanted to do was sew himself up and stop the bleeding. Well, he supposed he wanted to find a way to get through the night without falling asleep. Of course that was something that just couldn't happen after the blow to the head he'd sustained. It be unwise and too much of a risk. That was a basic procedure that came with a head injury each and every time they worked. It was a precaution. They could never know for sure.

It was too difficult to fight it out with Dick, and while he knew all parties that were interested in helping him smooth things over with Dick, to finally get this problem solved. It was too much while his head throbbed with pain and swam with exhaustion from blood loss. So getting away from everyone was a priority. Sure, being around someone might help him stay awake but he wasn't sure it was worth the extra headache.

He'd gathered the supplies he'd needed and hid out in a back room in the cave.

Laying it all out on the cot within the room, he'd stripped of the top half of his uniform, leaving the lower half and boots on for the moment until he could get up to his room to change. Pausing for a few moments, he tried to gather what energy he could for his task ahead. Finally, breathing in, he grabbed what he needed and began his work of cleaning the gaping wound at his side, tensing and hissing at the pain that came with it. There was no point of cleaning it completely just yet, he would need to remove the bullet that still remained inside of his torso.

..He'd need a mirror.

[ofthefittest-blog]

So, cats. How do you feel about cats? Oh, and Steph? Her too.

Cas tare great. Theyer… so muh betterr company thna human, most fo teh time. THEY dotn askss quetsions an TEY dotn evr evr judge yuo fro your pats or your upbrging or your family. Cats lvoe you for how you treta them and an adn your individual RELATIONSPIH… who you aer RIGNOW.

nd they’e flufffie and cute and smrt and goo huntrs.

Step? Brown?

Brow… no, no, I dunn wnaat t talk ‘bout bRown, thas bad idea

too muhc

[ofthefittest-blog]

violetbat said: aww lookit you, little d.

Harpy.