It's nice to be back. This is a rather late introduction back considering I'm already settled in back in my room and my classroom has long been set-up to my tastes
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[Had been skimming the message until his eyes locked on "Dick Grayson." There it stayed until he noticed his own name out of the corner of his eye. Grayson was here. He barely finished reading the thing before he was out the door and trying to track down his partner.
Damian limped his way through nearly every area of the complex, until eventually finding him his classroom. He stopped dead in the doorway, just staring. He was really here.]
Grayson. [He attempted to mask his limp as he approached (somewhere along the course of the fight his leg had twisted in a direction it shouldn't have), his hoodie drawn up so it masked his face.]
[Dick was just going over lesson plans in his planner and making sure he hadn't forgotten anything important. He glanced up immediately at the sound of his name being called. He pursed his lips a little. It's obvious that masking the limp wasn't going to work with Dick.
He immediately gets up and briskly makes his way over to Damian.] You're hurt and you didn't think to get it looked at. [It's more of a statement then anything.
He doesn't wait for an answer or even bothers asking, but lifts Damian up. He's firm but gentle, seeing as you're injured.] So do I get to hear what you two fought about?
I know basic first aid. I can handle myself. Besides, I'm not wounded that badly. [Sort of leans his head against Dick's arm. BECAUSE IT PUTS LESS STRESS ON HIS NECK, DEFINITELY NOT BECAUSE HE MISSED YOU. NOPE. In the process his hoodie falls back, revealing a nice black eye and a face covered in band-aids (which really aren't useful in healing bruises). It was as if he learned first aid from Colin.]
...I don't remember. [It was the honest truth. He knew they were fighting about something, but for the life of him can't recall the specifics.] It was Drake, isn't that enough?
Says the kid who was trying to hide his limping. And I don't see why you're wearing band-aids on your bruises. That's not how bruises magically heal you know. [He sighs and carries you out of the classroom. You can whine and complain all you want, but he's going to get you properly patched up.]
I'll ask Tim then. I'm sure he remembers it. [Because Tim hates forgetting details usually.] Can't you two at least be civil. One of you guys provoked the other somehow.
There's no reason to lie to me. Unless you'd like to go practice some gymnastic maneuvers with me right now. [Like he isn't used to your complaining.]
So Tim provoked you? I'll talk to him then. I rather not have to constantly send either of you to the medical ward because you two decided playing nice was too hard.
Yes, Drake provoked me. Need I remind you that I have not attacked him once that he hasn't deserved it. The second time I visited the manor, he attacked me when I tried to warn all of you about grandfather. The last time we fought, he put me on his list of potential psychos.
Can you not be so difficult? You know how long it's been since I've seen you? [He may have instinctively held you closer.]
Well, Tim likes to provoke and you like to react to it quite colorfully I may add. Like I said, I'll be talking to Tim about things too. But first, we're going to check you for your injuries and get you properly patched up. You're free to complain and gripe, but I'm not going to change my mind about this.
I've only been gone a short time. [He may allow it.]
I react accordingly to provocation. And really Grayson, I see no need to go through all this fuss. This is nothing. I've been through worse with m--the league. Or any of Todd's outbursts, for that matter.
[Is totally not hugging you right now. He's far too manly to hug. He is also not pressing his head against your chest. It's a figment of your imagination.] There should never be a Robin without a Batman. It isn't right.
It's been awhile for me. I was a previous student here before I became a teacher after all.
There's no reason to stay injured when we have the means of help. Being stubborn isn't going to stop me from getting you help.
[He won't say anything about it. He's just going to keep carrying you. This walk sure is longer then it usually feels. Maybe he's just taking his time.] You won't be getting rid of me anytime soon if that's what you mean. I'll be sticking around for quite awhile at the very least.
I'm an instructor now. Did you read my bbs? [Oh come on Damian. Trained in observation.] Traveling. I just got back.
Anything about you is worth fretting over. I haven't gotten to fret over you for awhile.
I guess I can't. But that doesn't mean I won't try. And being here for quite awhile, I assume I might be stuck here for awhile anyways. I'll try to be around as much as possible. It isn't a promise, but it's as close as you'll get to one.
Are you building unrealistically high expectations for me already? I'm charmed. [Laughs. Fuck. He turned the wrong corner. He hates having to reacquaint himself with this place. But it just means he gets to carry Damian around longer. And this is fun.]
Since when do I doubt you? [He just gives you a pleasant smile instead.]
I miss this. [How on Earth Dick misses Damian's snarky replies is beyond anyone. But he says it so sincerely, that you can't even think he's lying either.] It's nice to have you around.
Damian limped his way through nearly every area of the complex, until eventually finding him his classroom. He stopped dead in the doorway, just staring. He was really here.]
Grayson. [He attempted to mask his limp as he approached (somewhere along the course of the fight his leg had twisted in a direction it shouldn't have), his hoodie drawn up so it masked his face.]
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He immediately gets up and briskly makes his way over to Damian.] You're hurt and you didn't think to get it looked at. [It's more of a statement then anything.
He doesn't wait for an answer or even bothers asking, but lifts Damian up. He's firm but gentle, seeing as you're injured.] So do I get to hear what you two fought about?
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...I don't remember. [It was the honest truth. He knew they were fighting about something, but for the life of him can't recall the specifics.] It was Drake, isn't that enough?
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I'll ask Tim then. I'm sure he remembers it. [Because Tim hates forgetting details usually.] Can't you two at least be civil. One of you guys provoked the other somehow.
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I remember he was trying to barge into my room, despite repeatedly telling him he was not welcome and Superboy was not there.
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So Tim provoked you? I'll talk to him then. I rather not have to constantly send either of you to the medical ward because you two decided playing nice was too hard.
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Yes, Drake provoked me. Need I remind you that I have not attacked him once that he hasn't deserved it. The second time I visited the manor, he attacked me when I tried to warn all of you about grandfather. The last time we fought, he put me on his list of potential psychos.
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Well, Tim likes to provoke and you like to react to it quite colorfully I may add. Like I said, I'll be talking to Tim about things too. But first, we're going to check you for your injuries and get you properly patched up. You're free to complain and gripe, but I'm not going to change my mind about this.
[A beat.] I've missed you.
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I react accordingly to provocation. And really Grayson, I see no need to go through all this fuss. This is nothing. I've been through worse with m--the league. Or any of Todd's outbursts, for that matter.
[Is totally not hugging you right now. He's far too manly to hug. He is also not pressing his head against your chest. It's a figment of your imagination.] There should never be a Robin without a Batman. It isn't right.
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There's no reason to stay injured when we have the means of help. Being stubborn isn't going to stop me from getting you help.
[He won't say anything about it. He's just going to keep carrying you. This walk sure is longer then it usually feels. Maybe he's just taking his time.] You won't be getting rid of me anytime soon if that's what you mean. I'll be sticking around for quite awhile at the very least.
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I just didn't think it was worth fretting over.
You can't promise that. I've heard about that Time Compression thing.
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Anything about you is worth fretting over. I haven't gotten to fret over you for awhile.
I guess I can't. But that doesn't mean I won't try. And being here for quite awhile, I assume I might be stuck here for awhile anyways. I'll try to be around as much as possible. It isn't a promise, but it's as close as you'll get to one.
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Tt.
I suppose that will have to do.
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Are you building unrealistically high expectations for me already? I'm charmed. [Laughs. Fuck. He turned the wrong corner. He hates having to reacquaint himself with this place. But it just means he gets to carry Damian around longer. And this is fun.]
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I am doing no such thing. You, on the other hand, are the one trying to make false promises of being here "forever and ever." Get your facts straight.
[Now that he's actually looking where they're going...] You're walking in circles, aren't you? This place isn't that hard to figure out.
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I miss this. [How on Earth Dick misses Damian's snarky replies is beyond anyone. But he says it so sincerely, that you can't even think he's lying either.] It's nice to have you around.
I might be. Are you going to blame me though?
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