re: influx of old nightwing to read. ivy is pissy.

[pheromoans]

I never thought I could get even more sick of the sight of black rubber, but here we are and it's not even the big guy this time.

Make things up to me.

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[theboywonder]

Someone's demanding.

[pheromoans]

I could have sworn I'd set out seeds. I've got the strangest sensation of being pecked at.

[theboywonder]

Clever. Be careful, sometimes we travel in flocks.

[pheromoans]

Young man, I've known your winged little family long enough to recognize the flock a mile off. You're lucky I didn't put spores in the air to greet the entirety in the event it descends.

[thelivinglegend]

Something's bothering you, ma'am?

[pheromoans]

You wouldn't believe how stifling a pushy man can be, especially when he's unaware of what exactly it is he's doing.

[thelivinglegend]

That depends. Is this a friend of yours?

[pheromoans]

Quite the opposite.

[harleykins]

Hiya Red!

What's got your vine in a knot?

[pheromoans]

Too many birds roosting in my tree-tops.

[harleykins]

'Least it isn't bats. Birds know how to have a little fun at least.

From an AU where he was a founding Titan. And Dick Grayson's best friend.

[arach_nerd]

Be glad you didn't have to sit through the Disco Collar days.

[pheromoans]

Sounds painful.

[arach_nerd]

Wasn't as bad as Arsenal's purple period, but it was pretty bad.

[phdincrazy]

Sounds like you had it rough today, Red.

[pheromoans]

You've no idea.

[phdincrazy]

C'mon girly! We gotta turn that frown upside down!

[ To put emphasis on this, she tugs on her own face. ]

[wing_of_night]

It's not rubber, Ivy. It's a high tech latex with Kevlar woven in. It's not quite bullet-proof, but it's more protection than your standard wetsuit.

[pheromoans]

I'm sorry for not paying as much attention to your costume as every other woman in existence?

[wing_of_night]

[He shrugs flippantly.]

No problem. I can afford to let the crazy ones not fall for me.

[revvinguptheharley]

Ya can't just leave it at that Red! Ya gotta give em direction! Muns are dumb like that.

[pheromoans]

You said it.

[enigmaestro]

I'd offer my condolences, but I'm not sure I could manage the proper tone of sincerity.

[pheromoans]

I'd be shocked to death if you did, Eddie.

[enigmaestro]

Oh, you make the effort so tempting.