( since damian's dropping by yesterday, he'd forgotten that dick was coming over. too lost in his own anger and every other emotion that had unexpectedly swam to the surface and broken through the thick barriers of control he typically has over himself. he'd gone out. dealt with things. then returned to the tower and not said a word to anyone.
so when he gets the message from dick there on his laptop, he stares at it. scowls at it. shit.
he opts to ignore it first. ignore him. but. after a moment, he's there at the entrance. disheveled. black greasepaint smeared across his eyes and fading down his cheeks. not in the batsuit, but more something drifter-like. he stares at dick. seemingly blocking the way to come in. )
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so when he gets the message from dick there on his laptop, he stares at it. scowls at it. shit.
he opts to ignore it first. ignore him. but. after a moment, he's there at the entrance. disheveled. black greasepaint smeared across his eyes and fading down his cheeks. not in the batsuit, but more something drifter-like. he stares at dick. seemingly blocking the way to come in. )
What?