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riverview2017-12-12 04:31 pm
hititwithacrowbar) wrote in riverview2017-12-12 04:31 pm
Entry tags:
- dc comics (rebirth): wally west,
- degrassi: lola pacini,
- voltron: keith,
- ✖ chb chronicles: nico di angelo,
- ✖ dc comics (rebirth): damian wayne,
- ✖ dc comics (rebirth): jason todd,
- ✖ fullmetal alchemist (03): alphonse elr,
- ✖ fullmetal alchemist (03): edward elric,
- ✖ overwatch: hana song,
- ✖ shadowhunter chronicles: clary fray
Open Video Featuring the littlest Wayne
[ 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!
[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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I threatened his fucking cow, that's not even in this world.
[ He grumbled before looking at Ed.]
Edward Elric, meet Talia's son, Damian.
[ He'd told Ed plenty. And well, he purposely left out Damian's father becuase he liked Ed not knowing he had family besides the long gone Tim. Snatching his shirt up off the floor next he added.]
Let the kid go. [ He glared at Damian then.] So he can get out of my sight.
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[Damian doesn't even pause in his sentence as the knife whizzes past. He knew the trajectory was off and it wouldn't hit him. He hears it stick in the wall behind him and lets out a softly little 'Tt'.]
She is a vital member of the family and you also said and thought disgusting things about my mother.
[Damian hissed at him. Good thing you never said what those things were or you might not be hanging by your feet right now. Course now he wonders why Todd mentions that he is Talia’s son. Did these people know of her? Why? And why not of father?]
And Bruce's son.
[He says, testing to see if this stranger knew that name to.]
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[Sounded like bad blood more than anything, but Ed's going to glare at the knife throwing. If the names mean anything to him, he shows no indication.]
I'm not letting him go until I'm sure you two aren't going to start killing each other in here. We don't exactly have the whole floor to ourselves, anymore.
[They didn't have the whole floor to themselves, ever - but close enough. At Damian's words though, Ed shifted his attention, he liked this kid already. None of any of this even surprised him though, and he shrugged, glancing at Damian as if seriously considering freeing him.]
If she's back home he can't do anything as long as he's here.
[Sorry Jay, Ed might know a thing or two about odd pets. He doesn't really want to touch on that mother stuff. Frankly, none of this was his business, anyway.]
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[ he half growled as he moved to look in the trunk, before closing it.]
Easy, I do what I want. and I wouldn't actual hurt the damn cow, I don't know shit about cows, much less how to prepare one.
[ This time he looked to Damian.]
It's called a fucking joke. You need a sense of humor if your going to live a long life.
[ Which he honestly hoped Damian did... he never wanted Alfred to have to go through that again. Or Bruce... or any of it.]
Fuck anyone else on this floor. Its none of their business, and Ed, he's fine, i'm not going to kill him. Let the brat go. I'm going to leave and it will be fine.
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[Damian growls, yeah, okay she is just a cow, but she is a very smart cow and she knows what you are saying!]
Tt, even rooted to the ground I can still him.
[It's coo' Ed, he got this. Death wasn’t exactly a game ender for an Al Ghul so threats to his life don't make him flinch either. Huff and puff all you want, Todd, the little bat isn't flinching.]
You issued a challenge and I have completed it. The added touches were for my cow, my mother, and the height jokes. Now, if you want to leave to lick your wounds and sulk, by all means.
[He waves a hand at the door.]