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action/video 001; un: d.wayne Communal housing Floor 2.

[Damian stares down his ...social worker... as she speaks. The woman explains the room, his bi-weekly stipend, the works. Still, Damian stares her down with a burning intensity that just screams 'I am displeased. Go. away. No mask, no Robin gear, just a pissed off teenager in a hoodie.

Clearing her throat nervously, she does leave and that's why Damian takes in his room. It didn't matter what the room looked like really, Damian wasn't having this communal living nonsense. He sees the extra beds in the room and ...that is just too many roommates. This is was 24-hour surveillance and he was not having that.

He frowns down at the device and switches it on. Have an annoyed looking ... 10-year-old? (No, he's 13 dammit, don't just assume things from his small stature!) glaring down at the camera.]

This communal living thing is not happening. What's the price range for houses or private apartments around here?

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[ Jon immediately perks up. ]

Yeah! I got some good games now. People have been helping me buy some.

[Damian watches Kent from his peripheral, seeing him perk up at the offer and nods, acting like he didn't notice the switch from melancholy to happy.]

Get out the best one. I'll see how your coordination is compared to the "you" I know back home. [He takes a seat by the game station and looks over his controller.]

You're asking for a butt-kicking.

[ He dives for his controller, setting himself up for a Kirby game. ]

You really think you can deliver?

[Damian bumped Jon's side and started running the level. At one point with a smirk Damian sucks Jon's character up into Kirby's mouth, then goes to spit him out over the levels edge.]

Hm, now where's that butt kicking, Jon?

[He sticks his tongue out in concentration, holding his controller away in case Jon tries to stop him.]

[ Jon expertly does a jump back to the cliff, pulling Meta Knight up and slashing at Kirby with his sword. ]

I'm not beaten yet!

[Damian smirks even if Kent doesn't fall into his trap.]

Someone hasn't been doing anything but playing video games while I was gone.

[He goads, dodging with his character and elbowing Jon in the side playfully.]

[ Jon jabs his finger at Damian's side. ]

I'm the mentee. You're supposed to be mentoring me. It's not my fault.

[Oh, Kent... poor sweet Kent... you have no clue what you've just admitted to, do you? Regardless, it is very nice to hear you admit this and you will likely regret it later.]

Is that so?

[He suddenly pokes at Jon's sides and stomach. According to his assessments, this was your tickle spot, wasn't it? Here, he will now school you in the art of distraction.]

[ ldhfdflhgkfdg, Jon flails, his arms moving wildly. ]

H-Hey, that's cheating!

[Yep, that's the spot.]

What's cheating?

[Poke, poke, tickle. Gonna slap your character off the platform now. Don't mind him. You just keep flailing Jonny boy.]

[ Jon gives him a half-hearted glare, swatting Damian's arm away. ]

It's the thing you're doing right now. How's that supposed to help, huh?

[Damian relents when Jon starts to swat.]

I was checking your resistance to distraction. [Said in a dead serious tone, but he might have a faint smirk.]

You failed by the way.

[ Dryly. ]

Oh no. I lost because my enemies might tickle me to death.

No, I'm sure they'd do much worse, Kent. If you can't even handle a tickle, how are you going to handle an alien monster trying to take your face off?

[Because that's a thing, Jon.]

I'm pretty sure if any alien came this close, they'd lose their fingers.

Tt, didn't stop Manchester from getting too close.

[Damian says in a far more serious tone, but look away after he says it and settles back down. He likely went too far with that comment, he always tends to push things too far, but that Manchester thing happened so unsuspectingly.

He was slowly infecting Jon right under their noses and then...]

Nevermind, forget I said that.

[ The colour slips from his face. ]

That was different. It's not like I ever met him until then.

What would meeting him have done? He still tricked you. He tricked all of us. [Damian snaps at him, a little angrier than he should have. It's just after all this time. Getting to know Jon, the idea of someone infecting Jon for however long right under everyone's noses?

Without his powers, this world would just eat Jon alive and that fact made Damian resent Superman. Having his child so unprepared for the harsh world of heroes and villains. Say what you will about Damian's parents, but at least they prepared him for this life.

Still, he hadn't meant to upset Jon. He looks away at the ground for a moment before muttering.]

I wasn't saying that to be cruel.

[ Manchester Black still remains a sore topic, even if Jon triumphed over his brainwashing. Though he knows that it was different when the rift energy struck. He was not under his control, but wild with all the powers and futures he saw. Terrible and bright things that stuck under his heels like burrs. ]

I know. It's okay.

No, you're not... [Damian frowns, but softly nudges Jon's foot with his own. Talking was not one of his strong points, but maybe now was one of those times Starfire mentioned, where it was just better to stay silent and let the other person talk.]

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Not what?

[ A threat? Someone who might just end up as a tool? Jon's aware of all of it. ]

You're not okay.

[He says with a small shrug, because, yeah, it was just as simple as that.]

[ Jon pauses before shrugging. ]

I'll get better. It won't happen immediately, but I'll get there.

[Damian pauses before giving nod, turning back to the tv.]

Yes, you will. You'll be Super.

[He deadpans. Why yes, that just might be a joke... but good luck being able to tell.]

Wanna play again?