WHO: sami rowd, dami brat & pals WHEN: jan - feb WHERE: places WHAT: a catch-all NOTES\WARNINGS: discussions of death, dismemberment, arson, child endangerment, and someone in here will probably start a fight at some point.
( One word comes to mind when seeing all this: showoff.
Still, he follows down, gliding through the sky in his descent towards the ground, hand on the grapple gun as he swings down. Even as he does, he keeps an eye on their surroundings — an eye on Damian — then focuses a little on his dropping down to the ground there. )
You like to showoff.
( It's said gently as he touches the ground, reeling in the line before he's making his way for the car nearby. )
( he hits the ground, rolling forward to keep with the momentum so the impact doesn't hit just his knees - and with bruce's comment, intentionally drops forward onto his hands, legs coming up behind him as he shifts into a handstand. )
My Robin training was completed under the biggest performer of us all.
( He's seen it before with Dick here. Not all that difficult to connect the dots.
Boots scuff against the cement as he walks — cape billowing around him in the gentle breeze that drifts by. The car is tucked away within the shadows of a nearby alley he walks towards, intending for Damian to follow along and take him home. )
I don't want you provoking this other Superman or supposed Batman.
( He opens the car as he goes and says that and yes, it has the passenger seat back in it. Of course it does. )
( damian isn't naturally showy. he's efficient. every move of his body is carefully chosen before it's made, every twitch, to ensure he's using the exact amount of energy he needs to at all times so he is neither overexerting himself nor under-utilizing his body. it's nearly ten years of extensive training, wrapped around roughly four years of re-training himself to respond to things differently. to be efficient, but non-lethal. to play a little and have fun. he still struggles with that part frequently, but he's still dropping down onto his forearms and extending his legs forward so he can get his boots back under him in a move he'd definitely picked up from grayson himself. )
I barely provoked them. ( with a roll of his eyes under the domino mask, as damian gets into the car. ) It's not my fault they're sensitive.
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Still, he follows down, gliding through the sky in his descent towards the ground, hand on the grapple gun as he swings down. Even as he does, he keeps an eye on their surroundings — an eye on Damian — then focuses a little on his dropping down to the ground there. )
You like to showoff.
( It's said gently as he touches the ground, reeling in the line before he's making his way for the car nearby. )
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My Robin training was completed under the biggest performer of us all.
( grayson. )
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( He's seen it before with Dick here. Not all that difficult to connect the dots.
Boots scuff against the cement as he walks — cape billowing around him in the gentle breeze that drifts by. The car is tucked away within the shadows of a nearby alley he walks towards, intending for Damian to follow along and take him home. )
I don't want you provoking this other Superman or supposed Batman.
( He opens the car as he goes and says that and yes, it has the passenger seat back in it. Of course it does. )
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I barely provoked them. ( with a roll of his eyes under the domino mask, as damian gets into the car. ) It's not my fault they're sensitive.