[ He goes down like a sack of potatoes, Damian's weight collapsing his knees and sending him to the floor. Dick goes limp at first contact, then lets himself fall, rolling to keep from hurting either himself or Damian.
Not that Damian is likely to get hurt. He's got the upper hand— at least, for the moment. Dick twists, trying to get away more than trying to grapple, and, barring that, trying to keep from getting so tied up he can't move. (Again. Like in the brand new set of nightmares he's developed. ]
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[ He goes down like a sack of potatoes, Damian's weight collapsing his knees and sending him to the floor. Dick goes limp at first contact, then lets himself fall, rolling to keep from hurting either himself or Damian.
Not that Damian is likely to get hurt. He's got the upper hand— at least, for the moment. Dick twists, trying to get away more than trying to grapple, and, barring that, trying to keep from getting so tied up he can't move. (Again. Like in the brand new set of nightmares he's developed. ]
Well, I'm glad it was you and not Goliath.