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WHO: Dick (Robin) and OPEN to people at the Tower.
WHERE: Titans Tower.
WHEN: Backdated to last week? GO WITH THE FLOW! There is no timeline.
WARNINGS: None.
SUMMARY: Dick was poisoned. He only spends time at the Tower for sad reasons.
FORMAT: Quicklog.
[He hadn't really been able to complain when Tim had dragged him to the Tower because he wasn't entirely there, yet.
His mind is back, now, and he feels both completely stupid and useless, and just plain annoyed that he told Tim he'd be staying there until there were no traces of toxin in his blood anymore.
He hadn't planned on really listening, but he'd tried standing up and fleeing subtly not that long ago, and he'd nearly fallen because of the wave of dizziness that had attacked him. He hadn't told Tim -- although this is the infirmary and there are probably cameras -- and he'd silently agreed to really stay in bed for at least a day. And then they'd see.
He really hates staying still and having someone else take care of him.]
(OOC: You can have your char know Dick is there because Tim told them, or have it be a surprise for them, either way work :>)
WHERE: Titans Tower.
WHEN: Backdated to last week? GO WITH THE FLOW! There is no timeline.
WARNINGS: None.
SUMMARY: Dick was poisoned. He only spends time at the Tower for sad reasons.
FORMAT: Quicklog.
[He hadn't really been able to complain when Tim had dragged him to the Tower because he wasn't entirely there, yet.
His mind is back, now, and he feels both completely stupid and useless, and just plain annoyed that he told Tim he'd be staying there until there were no traces of toxin in his blood anymore.
He hadn't planned on really listening, but he'd tried standing up and fleeing subtly not that long ago, and he'd nearly fallen because of the wave of dizziness that had attacked him. He hadn't told Tim -- although this is the infirmary and there are probably cameras -- and he'd silently agreed to really stay in bed for at least a day. And then they'd see.
He really hates staying still and having someone else take care of him.]
(OOC: You can have your char know Dick is there because Tim told them, or have it be a surprise for them, either way work :>)
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Life's good.
He grins, but it's more of a haha-fuck-my-life grin.]
Pretty much everything's shit.
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Right now, it really feels like he should be saying something to make Gar feel better, but he has nothing.]
And if someone dares say it can't get worse, it's gonna get worse. [He makes a face.]
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[ He notices that face, Dick, and raises you an attempt at a comforting smile. ] Don't worry about it, alright? All my crap doesn't have to be anybody else's problem.
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Yeah well you should also have had plenty of time to learn that when people care about other people, they tend to care when their friends got problems.
You know. Just sometimes. It happens.
It might even be why... [uhmmm, he loses his flow for a second and has to remind himself about what he was saying.] Why you're here. To check up on me 'cause you care.
Or I hope. 'Cause if you're here to take away the DS, I am really not lending it to you.
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You're right, you're right. I just... I forgot, I guess. Sorry.
I do care, too. [ Just in case he did need to say it. ] And I'm totally not in it to steal the Nintendo doohicky. Gimme the Game-boy back any day.
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Your age is showing again, you and your Game Boy. You're probably thinking about a black and white one. This is from before I was born, y'know.
[He stops and tilts his head on the site a little.]
I didn't mean it to sound like I was... lecturing you or anything. I wasn't. [A pause.] I hope stuff gets better, somehow...
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Thanks. I appreciate it. I haven't really talked to anybody yet, so... It's good to hear.
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[He smiles back. He's not the one who's feeling hideous, here. Dick's life is doing pretty good if you don't think about recent encounters with the Joker too much.
And even then, he'd had worse encounters with the Joker. He still has both his eyes.]
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[ He smiles a little crookedly and, for lack of anything better to do, takes another drink, slouching in his chair. ]
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Although he did take a lot of time to getting used to this all.]
Are you the type of guy to get suicidal? [MORE TACT. Yup. That's a perfectly valid question to ask, though, considering...]
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[Dick's relieved, either way. To his knowledge, people came back when they got killed. Every single one of them. Maybe killing yourself wouldn't work that way.]
You'd think heroes would have a high suicide rate with all the crappy lives spreading around, but -- have you ever heard of anyone doing that? Not to save the world, I mean.
[Lalala, man he sucks at cheering people up. He's talking about suicide now. He leans back against the headboard, closing up a bit.] Now's when you should probably find another topic to talk about.