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Entry tags:
- ashraf salib (original),
- collette (animorphs),
- dick grayson (dc comics),
- ico (ico: castle in the mist),
- jericho (teen titans animated),
- kate kane (dc comics),
- max kearney (original),
- stephanie brown (dc comics),
- syllona (original),
- ✝ kara zor-el (dc comics),
- ✝ med'an (world of warcraft),
- ✝ physis (toward the terra)
[voice | Robin]
[ The silence in the background is full and steady, which makes the fast, uneven breathing behind the tablet a little more out of place than it might have been. ]
My friend, he- Jericho. [ a huffed breath out. ]
They- it wasn’t even an accident. He didn’t have a pulse when I... when I got here. [ not a certainty, the accident part. but a guess. a good guess his head's rushing to already, but he's too upset, too angry to think it through right now. ]
I don’t know how long it’s been but you- you could tell that with the right equipment. With the fractures and the head trauma that’s- that’s a lot of- [ work to do is what he doesn’t say.
no he won’t say that. ]
Whatever it takes, I’ll- whatever the white coats use to bring people back, we’ve gotta use that. There has to be a way, there just...
There has to be.
My friend, he- Jericho. [ a huffed breath out. ]
They- it wasn’t even an accident. He didn’t have a pulse when I... when I got here. [ not a certainty, the accident part. but a guess. a good guess his head's rushing to already, but he's too upset, too angry to think it through right now. ]
I don’t know how long it’s been but you- you could tell that with the right equipment. With the fractures and the head trauma that’s- that’s a lot of- [ work to do is what he doesn’t say.
no he won’t say that. ]
Whatever it takes, I’ll- whatever the white coats use to bring people back, we’ve gotta use that. There has to be a way, there just...
There has to be.
voice, private;
...Yeah.
[ come down though. he tilts his head up at the sky, shading his eyes a little with his hand. ]
Where are you now?
action;
Right here.
[ a small, sad smile crosses her face. ]
First thing's first... How are you? And I mean really, none of this "I'm fine, I have a case to focus on," crap that I know Batman pulls, and you may have picked up on.
action;
It's not okay. Nothing about this is okay. ]
I just should've checked on him, that's all.
action;
It's not your fault. I know it probably doesn't feel like that right now, but it's not, alright?
action;
I mean we never made it official or anything, but his Robin's not around either. We're still teammates even if we don't have a team. What kind of a leader just... [ Doesn't check, doesn't notice.
action;
You can't be everywhere at once, Robin. And if he's a Titan, he knows the risks the come along with this job. We all do. [ her free hand gently touches the side of his face, trying to get him to look at her again. ] It's not your job to watch everyone's backs all the time.
action;
I bet you would have found a way.
[ Superman would have, he knows he would. ]
action;
but it's his words more than anything else that hit her like a punch to the gut. she smiles, but it's more pained than anything else. part of her doesn't want to burst his bubble. ]
No, I wouldn't have. I haven't in the past.
[ she'd need more than all her fingers and toes to count all the friends and family she's lost on or to the job. ],/small>
action;
It's actually kind of unthinkable, in a way. Only he doesn't want to hurt Supergirl's feelings, and more than anything now that she's here he doesn't want her to go away. There's a lot of things he could ask, things she probably won't want to answer. He opens his mouth and then has to close it again before he finds the right words. ]
Why not?
action;
she sighs and lets go of dick so she can run a hand through her hair. no matter how much time passes, it never gets easier to talk about this. it always makes her throat feel like it's closing and her guts twist up inside of her. so many people she's loved and lost, and even now she can't help but wonder who the next person is going to be. who is she not going to be able to talk about next? whose grave is she going to be visiting in the near future? ]
We're not-- [ a pause, and she gnaws on her lower lip. ] We're not infallible. It's hard to accept, but we're never going to get it right every time and sometimes--sometimes people die.
action;
He never should have made her come down here. ]
...Just forget I said that. I shouldn't have said anything.
action;
No, it's alright. I'm happy to talk if it helps you understand. [ if it keeps him from getting lost in guilt like she was for so long. after a beat, she goes on. ] Can I give you a hug?
[ she could use one herself right now, and she bets he could do with one too. ]
action;
Instead he just reaches out clumsily, wrapping his arms tight around her middle and ducking his head down before she can look at his face again. ]
...You just had to ask.
action;
Thanks.
[ for the hug. for trusting her. for believing in her, which is better than the trust, honestly. ]
It's gonna be okay, you know. He'll be alright and we'll figure out who did this to him.