mun just cant sit still. - voice testing, dontkillmeplease. Q.Q

[thirdheir]

DUDE! Seriously?!

[Hot huff of air as he exasperatedly rubs the back of his neck]

Sheesh, you're crazy you know that.

[beat]


Just can't win with you. Give you 30 episodes and I'm suddenly back online. I thought we went over this- and not just me..your other muses holed up here too. NO MORE. Especially not there. You've got enough going on and you can NOT even begin to keep up. Besides, how do we know this isn't one of your 'phases'. Oh yes, I was a phase last time, ten bucks says I am again.


[another beat]

Impossible.

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[thirdheir]

Be careful Dick.

[he smiles]

I may not be there, but it doesn't mean I dont worry about you.

[flyingg]

Will do.

*yeah. right.

... beat, and the corners of Dick's mouth twitch up*

And now you know why I offered to be around if you need to talk to somebody, hmm?

[thirdheir]

I knew from the beginning, and appreciated it. For being the first one to rebel against Bruce, you seem to be the most apt at keeping the peace....albeit sometimes in a very annoying fashion.

[he smiles]

But yah....I know.

[flyingg]

You do realize that the existence of Robin itself was the initial rebellion against him, right? Technically. He can come around, when you are patient enough.

*not his strong suit, patience, but. And then... Dick both smiles and looks away*

We are family, Timmy. I may not be the best at keeping my temper... at all, but it's something that is always worth remembering. That I've always found worth remembering.

[thirdheir]

Yah I get that. [he smirks]

You're fine by the way...at keeping your temper.

[flyingg]

... that's a recent development. My mun supposes it's a sign of growing up. Which latter part... not very sure if want - except for making a bit fewer of the most idiotic mistakes, I guess.

[thirdheir]

Dick, you always make the right decisions for the whole. I'm having trouble saying anything you've done is...well, most of what you've done was out of the best judgment.

[puppy Tim- because he can't insult Dick.....he can insult Jason and Damian all day long.....but not Dick]

[flyingg]

*quick grin* You mean about half an hour after I stop being a dick? C'mon, I'm not that out of it.

*quieter* I always try. And will keep on trying.

Don't stop working on smacking me upside the head when you think I'm going wrong, okay? Two heads thinking better than one and all that.

[thirdheir]

Of course. Dont have to tell me twice.

[that grin might be just a bit too big]

[flyingg]

*well THAT JUST GETS YOU A HUG, TIMMY. Because there's a lot he can resist, but that grin just doesn't make enough appearances*

[thirdheir]

[And now Tim is frowning uncomfortably]

Ah, really Dick?

[flyingg]

Really. *shakes his head at the discomfort.*

I'm not sure which time you are from, but... let's say that enough has happened to you that one of these is never out of line.

[thirdheir]

I'm ...

[he pauses a bit]

Not sure I'm from a very good point in time.

[as in he had just dawned the identity of Red Robin...cutting himself off from Dick and Damian]

But I'm sure it gets better.

[obviously..if this was Dick now- and this was him assuming for once, and assuming he was from the future. He was also CERTAIN a certain someone was still alive]

[flyingg]

*oh, that point in time.

Before he kicked Ra's ass, among other things.

And before Dickie boy here took the body they had of that someone and dunked him into a Lazarus Pit, only to find out that it was a clone.

Thereby proving that Tim had been very much correct.*

... yeah. It gets better.

[thirdheir]

[Tim knew it. he knew it. And he just smirked to himself]

So a congratulatory hug? Or a 'I'm sorry' hug?

[Tim was kidding, but he sounded a bit weary- since he was guessing.]

Either way, Damian is the one who needs hugs.

[flyingg]

*mm-hmm. And Dick was an idiot - but he did let him go, at least? - and now Bruce has been brought back. With Tim's help, too, at the JLA HQ. And and and-- really. A lot has happened. We're not really going to mention the bullet Dr. Hurt put in the back of Dick's skull...*

Both. And just brotherly hug. And... sorry for all the crap that happened to you hug. You know. A hug.

*annd. Winces*

True, but there's a high probability that he'll break your arms if you try. I mean, the kid was on the ground with six bullets in his spine and insisting that he was in no pain and needed no comfort or being fussed over.

Then again. Considering Talia, I'm surprised that he is as well adjusted as he is. Just don't take normal human interactions for granted.

[thirdheir]

Oh ho ho, no no! The hugging of Damian falls to your hands. Only experience like yours could complete that task successfully.

[Tim hug Damian? you're dreaming again Dick- Tim might have agreed to tolerate, but definitely NOT get close to. Why did anyone even believe that kid? Tim kept his mental rant to himself...again]

[flyingg]

Hey, you brought it up. Plus, you are maybe possibly going into a game with him.

*because if they didn't give him a fair chance, a chance that he is fighting to deserve every waking and dreaming moment, he will probably end up with the crazies in Arkham, and neither Bruce deserves that, nor do the boy's efforts. Which have, most recently, earned him a half-billion dollar bounty on his head, probably from Talia, one might add. How's that for a why?*