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[ Jason was face down, asleep in bed, dressed only in a pair of boxers. A pile of tissues nearby, and the gun resting on the bedside table beside a mostly empty bottle of NyQuil. A shot had been taken just after the text conversation with Damian assured that he was dead to the world. He had assumed he was safe, that Damian wouldn’t really bother… boy was he wrong.]

[Wrong? He wasn't just wrong. He was out right stupid to think that he could issue a challenge to Damian and the teen would just let it got. Please, Damian didn’t know how to let things go. It didn't take Damian long to find Todd, but he waited until the cover of night and returned to the communal living, finding the might Red Hood passed out and drooling into his pillow.

The evidence of used tissues liter in the floor made it clear the man was ill. This was going to be too easy, Damian might’ve felt bad if care, but a point needs to be made. You don’t threaten his pets, call him pipsqueak or challenge Damian Wayne! He moves to the trunk by Todd's bed and find his uniform and some gear. Smirking, Damian takes out the grapple and ties the rope around Todd’s ankles.

He finds the man's network device, because well, why not give Todd a recording of his defeat? Once his trap was set, Damian moves to the head of Todd’s bed, removes the gun on the nightstand and taps Todd’s red nose to wake him.]

...Found you.

[He drawls before firing the grapple towards the ceiling.]

[ The grapple was strong for sure, all bat-gear was and it had to be strong enough to let him move from building to building… so it yanked him hard and fast out of bed for the ceiling the way Damian intended. His eyes had started to slowly open at the tap on his nose before his world flipped.

Oh shit. He was not in any shape for this. It was by some higher power that he didn’t puke all over the place with the first spin. He looked green for a moment before the rage overpowered the logic. And he screamed as mad as he could. His hands flailing trying to get Damian but instead he found one of his knives in the bed and started swiping for the younger boy.]

Fucking! Little son of a bitch! Get over here!

[ He yelled as he tried to pull his legs free, but damn Damian’s knots. He couldn’t try to stab him and cut himself free at the same time.]

That it! Your dead again!

[Damian just takes a step back when Todd starts flinging a knife at him. What is it that Damian has on the nightstand? Why it's Todd network device and he is recording your misery as we speak.

After all, you said you didn't like pictures, nothing about video.]

I warned you that round two was coming, Todd. [Damian ducks another knife swing and points at Todd dramatically.] Did you really think I wouldn’t take up your challenge? Like I'd ever turn down an excuse to rain ruin on you Todd. [He says, because you really just asked for this.]

[ Jason growled still swiping the knife Damian’s way, but misery was his true love it seemed, and a violent set of sneezes came in fast repetition. Which was life in general just laughing at him. He tried to swipe at Damian again once he got the sneezes stopped. Dizzy, half drugged and sick as hell. This was not his day… and the damn camera.]

Turn that shit off! I swear to god I’m going to bring the pain when I get down! [ He yelled at Damian.] Shut it off!

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[ unable to stop from laughing softly, al strides forward with a nod at damien. ]

You have a cow? [ to damien ]

Yes... well, I did. [The lack of pets in this place sucks btw.]

Her name is Bat-cow and I rescued her from a slaughterhouse. So when he called her "Bat-steak" I chose to hang him like a piece of deli meat.

[He pauses to look at his work.] Seems fitting, no?

[ okay, sorry jason, but that's a little funny. al has to suppress a grin as he looks up at jason. ]

I hope you're not planning on slicing him up. I rather like him. [ the grin is getting harder to hide as he draws closer and reaches out to tug on the rope. ]

Do you need help getting down?

Don't care for meat. So no, wasn't planning to. [He says dryly and doesn't move to stop him. The guy already threw up, which wasn't really in the plan, but he supposed his point has been made.]

Might want to change those bed sheets before you take him down. [Unless you want him to face plant into vomit covered bedding. Actually, perhaps he does, if so Damian really has no reason to stop you.]

[ frowning a bit at that, al moves to the bed and wrinkles his nose at the mess. then, clapping his hands, he holds them over the sheets. a flash of blue and yellow light later and the vomit is gone. ]

That should work. Want me to get you down now, Jason?

[GDXFSVDDX!!! Damian's eyes widen and that impassive look just might finally be gone.]

What did you just do? [Oh, wait--] That wasn't magic was it? It looked more like an electric kind of spark...

[He eyes the boy's gloves, wondering if they had some kind of tech... can he steal one and check? Possibly not an easy task while the guy is wearing them but Damian did always like a challenge...]

[ Jason loved watching the Alchemy to. He watched Al work, then looked to Damian. It was always fun to see the kid act like a kid. A second there a fond look was on his face but just as quickly gone.]

In a few minutes, I think if I come down right now I'll just puke again...

If you're sure... [ to jason before he turns to damien. ]

You're right, it's not magic. It's alchemy. Transmuting matter on a molecular level. I essentially evaporated all the vomit.

[ and he watches damien with a wary eye as he looks at his gloves. holding out his palms just enough for damien to see, he shows the transmutation circles sewn into the palms. ]

[oh, good, the guy is making things easier. He takes the hand curiously. Not rough of course because yes, he is blunt but he isn’t about to harm the guy that can make stuff explode with just a touch. No instead Damian pokes softly at the circle, turns the hand a bit but doesn't feel anything besides ...well, a hand under the fabric. He frowns a bit trying to piece it together.]

Alchemy and transmutation. [He looks pleased because that's science! And science made sense. Science had laws. But more importantly, science could be learned. He let's the hand go.]

It's a science... how long have you majored in it? Did you learn it here? [They boy looks young, so possibly student? Do they teach a class for it here? If so, Damian might actually consider attending school in this place...]

Majored? [ al laughs softly, patient as he lets damien examine his hands. ]

It's my brother who's the Major. Or, was. We're both alchemists though and have been since I was about, hm... four? Brother was five when we created our first transmutation. That was fourteen years ago, gosh.

[ he may look young, but he's eighteen, dear damien. ]

...their nor from our world, Demon brat.... and from the past like 1800's level of the past.

[ Jason grumbled a bit, dropping the knife and the towel.]

[Is listening intently. A 5 year old mastering a field in science not as strange as you may think. Damian could've had a doctorate in geology by 5 to had mother not killed his professor.

Then Jason, every the dream killer chimes in and Damian might look a little disappointed, but...] Do you mind if I get a sample of your DNA to study how you can create alchemy even outside of your world?

[This, of course, is said in a dead serious tone. Is this a strange request? Nah.]

[ for a few seconds, al just stares at damien before shaking his head. ]

Uh, I guess. I'm kind of a unique case, just so you know.

[ and he glances at jason. ] It's 1923, actually. 1800s is a bit late.

Damian Wayne!

[ Jason barked, which wasn't wise, he felt his stomach turn again but he managed not to puke.]

Don't just ask my friends for their blood like some kind of fucking vampire!

[What the hell? Why is he getting yelled at this time?! He turns to Jason to hiss at him.]

I never said blood, I said DNA! That can be anything from a strand of hair to a cheek swab! [He just needs to find a kit for that last thing... but stop being so quick to judge!]

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Oh, if it's just hair...

[ giving an apologetic grin to both jason and damian, al unbinds his ponytail and plucks a few auburn strands before handing them to the younger boy. ]

I should still warn you: This body isn't what it appears. I... almost died at one point and my brother saved me, but in order to do so, he had to recreate my body at a younger age. This body is that of a fourteen year old, but I'm actually eighteen.

[ Jason growled right back and then in the language he learned from Talia snapped back at her son.]

Don't just ask my friends for their dna! Their going to realize we are not normal!

[ Then to Al in English.]

You should show him your kittens...

[ It was worth a shot, Damian did love animals]

[That was an interesting explanation... He can do alchemy because he died once?] So you can do this alchemy because you died once? [I mean if that's all it takes... He glances up at Jason when he starts growling at him in Arabic.]

But we aren't normal.

[Are you new or something? Back to the boy. Where he pauses to get a sample bag from Jason's trunk for the hair. He nods a small thanks, because... well, this manners thing is still new for him.]

So you are actually an adult? Hm... that's actually pretty interesting and all this was done with Alchemy?

[I mean cats would help, but the guy already has Damian pretty hooked with the Alchemy talk.]

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