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“Isn’t that always the situation for you? What happened this time?” 

"You look as if you've seen a ghost."

“No, I’m just trying very hard not to lose my calm on these fuckers.”

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//Again sorry for being trash with responding, senior projects really took over

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“...Mar’i you shouldn’t push yourself.” He didn’t want her getting hurt again. “Are you sure you’re ready to go back? You don’t have to do that, I can talk to them and see what I can do.” 

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Out of all the things, he didn’t expect an AI to greet him...Especially one that resembled a video game character he’s seen somewhere, however, he couldn’t quite recall who it was.  Damian scowled, not attacking her, but he didn’t let his guard down either. He got to the point. “Are you aware that this lab is going to be attacked? Whoever, I’m guessing you were talking to earlier, needs to leave so they won’t get hurt.”

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He couldn’t keep doing this her, him being away was tearing her apart more than he knew. Damian held her tighter, stroking her hair lightly.  “Don’t blame yourself for this. It was my decision to take your place.” He sighed, contemplating on what he could do. “I’ll see if I can leave The League.”

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When asked, his expression fell immediately. He couldn’t lie to her.  Damian shook his head. “No...The League granted me time off... I will have to return,” he admitted. He hated having to tell her this. He could just not return, stay with Mari’ instead...However, there was no helping it.

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person: oh you write? are you any good?

me: yeah I guess

also me: he furrowed his brow, his brow furrowed, brow furrowing, his brow knit together, a wrinkle creased his brow, his brow browed browingly, brow—

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  He was still trying to catch up on sleep. Hearing her voice, however, was enough to get him to stir.

    He mistook it for a dream at first, but he felt a familiar touch. His eyes opened and were greeted with the view of her. He didn’t realize how much he missed waking up to Mari’, until now.  A soft smile appeared on his face. Damian took her hand into his, pressing a soft kiss to it. “Yes, Mari. I’m here.” 

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    If he was honest, Damian couldn’t remember the last time he’s been in Gotham. Being with the league now, gave him little chance to return to the city. It was a recurring theme of further incidents occurring which required the league, that kept him away. All of them, essentially needing his assistance. The members suggested to him a chance to go back, and of course, he took it. It’s been so long, so tiring, that if anything he was actually relieved to be back. Yet, there was something he needed to take care of…Seeing Mari’ again.     While away, he’s sent letters, calls, and tried his best to keep in touch with her. If he knew in the first place it would keep him, this long away from her, he would have reconsidered assisting the league. Though what’s done is done and now he needed to see her.    

  Damian called, only being greeted with a voicemail greeting and when he checked her apartment, there was no success. It discouraged him, not being able to see her tonight. Where was she? Patrolling, maybe…He opted to try again tomorrow. He was hoping that she didn't hate him for staying away from her this long. Now he was having doubts. 

  Following his unsuccessful search, Damian returned to his own place. He was exhausted. Along with time, being in the league took sleep away. He opened up the door to his bedroom, only to find out that his search had been lucrative.     Laying in his bed was Mari’ sleeping soundly. The image alone brought a small smile to his face.    Damian made sure to slip off his shoes quietly, placing them to the side, then proceeding to lay down next to her. He instantly held her close, making sure not to wake her, pressing a soft kiss to the top of her head. She was beautiful. It was hard for him to stay up, but harder for him to not admire her. Yet, sleep won, causing him to rest next to her. 

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He would much rather find the thief so he could get this whole thing over with. However, a better plan would be to warn the individuals who were still here working and get them to safety, in case the rogue wanted to do any other damage. 

 He groaned. This was annoying, but there was no helping it. He slipped out a few weapons from his utility belt, being prepared for if he turned the corner, it wouldn’t be who he thought it was.  Robin followed the voices, still making sure not to be seen in person, and especially trying to avoid being on security footage.

Break In City

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Tyson worked another long evening on his new project, tinkering with the pocketwatch on his counter when his AI alerted him of an unauthorized visitor.

“Why can’t you just call them intruders Oracle?” Tyson asked.

“What?  Me be cliche?” Oracle rested her hand on her glowing chest.  “Tyson you wound me!”

“You took the form of Cortana from Halo for your physical representation,” Tyson remarked.

“Your point?”

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//Definitely more fixing up I should do,,,,But bed. Good night

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    If he was honest, Damian couldn’t remember the last time he’s been in Gotham. Being with the league now, gave him little chance to return to the city. It was a recurring theme of further incidents occurring which required the league, that kept him away. All of them, essentially needing his assistance. The members suggested to him a chance to go back, and of course, he took it. It’s been so long, so tiring, that if anything he was actually relieved to be back. Yet, there was something he needed to take care of...Seeing Mari’ again.     While away, he’s sent letters, calls, and tried his best to keep in touch with her. If he knew in the first place it would keep him, this long away from her, he would have reconsidered assisting the league. Though what’s done is done and now he needed to see her.    

  Damian called, only being greeted with a voicemail greeting and when he checked her apartment, there was no success. It discouraged him, not being able to see her tonight. Where was she? Patrolling, maybe...He opted to try again tomorrow. He was hoping that she didn't hate him for staying away from her this long. Now he was having doubts. 

  Following his unsuccessful search, Damian returned to his own place. He was exhausted. Along with time, being in the league took sleep away. He opened up the door to his bedroom, only to find out that his search had been lucrative.     Laying in his bed was Mari’ sleeping soundly. The image alone brought a small smile to his face.    Damian made sure to slip off his shoes quietly, placing them to the side, then proceeding to lay down next to her. He instantly held her close, making sure not to wake her, pressing a soft kiss to the top of her head. She was beautiful. It was hard for him to stay up, but harder for him to not admire her. Yet, sleep won, causing him to rest next to her. 

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   There was a new rogue going around Gotham recently, however, when isn’t there? Nonetheless, this one’s main target was stealing new technology and devices from labs. He was told by Batman to stay put until they could gather more data. Of course, he ignored it, hacking his father’s data files instead and getting the information he needed.     Damian pieced it together and it led him to this lab. Following orders from Batman took too long and this needed to end tonight.   The Robin grappled to the building, landing on a window ledge. He opened the window soundlessly, taking no time at all to slip in. He scanned the building, the rogue should be here or at least soon....Though his train of thought was broken by the sound of bickering?  Damian muttered out a curse under his breath. 

Break In City

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Tyson worked another long evening on his new project, tinkering with the pocketwatch on his counter when his AI alerted him of an unauthorized visitor.

“Why can’t you just call them intruders Oracle?” Tyson asked.

“What?  Me be cliche?” Oracle rested her hand on her glowing chest.  “Tyson you wound me!”

“You took the form of Cortana from Halo for your physical representation,” Tyson remarked.

“Your point?”

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//If I’m honest, I could start drawing Damian reaction images for this blog

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Send me a ✆ to know your name/ringtone/picture in my character’s mobile.

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Damian’s bird

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(( I drew a lot of  older Colin tonight instead of working OOPS)) 

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Fatherly Bruce and caring Dick ♡