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[Every now and again Dick picks the wrong side street, but the visibility is good enough that he catches flashes of red that clue him in to where he's going and he follows along. The closer he gets the more anticipation knots up his system. He already had his cock in Jay's mouth, what's more to be anxious about. Plenty. He tells himself, but he still follows Jason into the parking garage. He pulls in slow, looking around as he does. It's not a bad little safehouse as far as they go. He's got a good set up.

Already noting the security, Dick continues the sweep before even pulling off his helmet. The wall makes him smile, even the gun portion. It's neat and full of fun toys that would make training enjoyable, and work even more enjoyable. Dick may not use the lethal toys as he thinks of them, but that doesn't mean he doesn't appreciate them for what they are and that doesn't mean he doesn't know how to use them if need ever arises. At least he's not ignorant. That would be a disservice to them all.

Finally there's the tiny little living portion. Nodding, Dick pulls his helmet off and shakes out his hair. Climbing off his bike, he walks over to the other bikes-- the works in progress.]

Not bad. You keeping this one stealth, or going to dress her up as well?

[Dick slides a finger over the seat, not wanting to mess with the paint job considering how fresh it smells. He wanders over to the wall of toys and begins to look over the knives and swords until Jason decides to join him, or move somewhere beyond the security system.]