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Nightwing simply stood, in full uniform, right in front of the window, arms folded over his chest, eyes glaring through his domino mask at Barbara's arm holding onto Sam's bare chest tightly. The two looked peaceful. That wasn't why Nightwing hadn't woken them up. It was because he was entirely too pissed to move.
"Come on! Rise and shine! Let's--" Robin's words caught in his mouth as he finished climbing in Barbara's window. After a very silent moment, Nightwing finally spoke.
"Holy perverted, tight-wearing, associates, Batman." he muttered. "WHAT THE HELL AM I LOOKING AT?!?!"
Sam and Barbara jerked in the bed. Barbara took a few giây (and a brush of red hair out of her face) to realize what was going on. Several expressions fought for control of her face: embarrassment, shame, surprise, and even some anger at Nightwing walking in on them.
Sam was wide awake the moment the word "Hell" escaped Nightwing's mouth. His was hate and a pure bat-glare.
"Please tell me this is NOT what it looks like." Robin said, still wide-eyed.
"Tim, go." Nightwing said, not moving his body hoặc eyes from their current position. The young boy nodded, gulped, and disappeared out the window.
"I'm afraid it's exactly what bạn think it is." Barbara said, sitting up and clutching the sheets to her chest.
"And I'd appreciate it if you'd get the hell out so we can get dressed." Sam said, propping himself up on his elbow.
Nightwing glared. "Well I hope bạn got enough last night." he đã đưa ý kiến hatefully, and left.
Nightwing simply stood, in full uniform, right in front of the window, arms folded over his chest, eyes glaring through his domino mask at Barbara's arm holding onto Sam's bare chest tightly. The two looked peaceful. That wasn't why Nightwing hadn't woken them up. It was because he was entirely too pissed to move.
"Come on! Rise and shine! Let's--" Robin's words caught in his mouth as he finished climbing in Barbara's window. After a very silent moment, Nightwing finally spoke.
"Holy perverted, tight-wearing, associates, Batman." he muttered. "WHAT THE HELL AM I LOOKING AT?!?!"
Sam and Barbara jerked in the bed. Barbara took a few giây (and a brush of red hair out of her face) to realize what was going on. Several expressions fought for control of her face: embarrassment, shame, surprise, and even some anger at Nightwing walking in on them.
Sam was wide awake the moment the word "Hell" escaped Nightwing's mouth. His was hate and a pure bat-glare.
"Please tell me this is NOT what it looks like." Robin said, still wide-eyed.
"Tim, go." Nightwing said, not moving his body hoặc eyes from their current position. The young boy nodded, gulped, and disappeared out the window.
"I'm afraid it's exactly what bạn think it is." Barbara said, sitting up and clutching the sheets to her chest.
"And I'd appreciate it if you'd get the hell out so we can get dressed." Sam said, propping himself up on his elbow.
Nightwing glared. "Well I hope bạn got enough last night." he đã đưa ý kiến hatefully, and left.
Yo! Attention all Red Revenge fans! I've got a proposition.
((It's called a contest bạn idiot))
Oh, shut up!
Anyway, as I đã đưa ý kiến *tapes Sam's mouth closed* I have a competition!
Holly's mask is supposed to be domino themed, but I don't want a Robin domino mask hoặc one the sidekicks wear. I want something unique, individual, and awesome. Here's the contest:
GOAL: Draw/make/Whatev a domino mask for Holly, đệ trình it bởi November 31st in the hình ảnh on the club with a link messages to me.
DETAILS: I want the mask to hide her identity (duh) I don't want it to be like Robin's and Speedy's, etc. I want it to be green and decorative.
PRIZE: To the best mask, I'll give the winner "What Matters?" a week before it's release (Dec. 29th) in one big package. The only agreement bạn have to make is no spoilers.
Have fun peeps!
((It's called a contest bạn idiot))
Oh, shut up!
Anyway, as I đã đưa ý kiến *tapes Sam's mouth closed* I have a competition!
Holly's mask is supposed to be domino themed, but I don't want a Robin domino mask hoặc one the sidekicks wear. I want something unique, individual, and awesome. Here's the contest:
GOAL: Draw/make/Whatev a domino mask for Holly, đệ trình it bởi November 31st in the hình ảnh on the club with a link messages to me.
DETAILS: I want the mask to hide her identity (duh) I don't want it to be like Robin's and Speedy's, etc. I want it to be green and decorative.
PRIZE: To the best mask, I'll give the winner "What Matters?" a week before it's release (Dec. 29th) in one big package. The only agreement bạn have to make is no spoilers.
Have fun peeps!
New York City
May 3, 22:09 EST
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“Are we in position, Draxx?” Revenge whispered.
“Yes. All positions secure.”
“Excellent.”
“Are bạn sure Grant won’t mind us doing this?” Draxx asked. “I mean this is his company.”
“What Grant doesn’t know, won’t hurt him.”
“That’s usually not true.”
Red Revenge laughed.
It took almost two hours for the assassin to appear. She slipped stealthily among the shadows.
“Target spotted.” Revenge said, picking up his gun and aiming it squarely at the feminine figure.
“On your signal.” Draxx radioed over.
Revenge aimed the sights, lined up the crosshairs, and pulled the trigger. The assassin began to scale the building.
“Now.” Revenge said, leaping from the roof of his company at the same minute.
May 3, 22:09 EST
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“Are we in position, Draxx?” Revenge whispered.
“Yes. All positions secure.”
“Excellent.”
“Are bạn sure Grant won’t mind us doing this?” Draxx asked. “I mean this is his company.”
“What Grant doesn’t know, won’t hurt him.”
“That’s usually not true.”
Red Revenge laughed.
It took almost two hours for the assassin to appear. She slipped stealthily among the shadows.
“Target spotted.” Revenge said, picking up his gun and aiming it squarely at the feminine figure.
“On your signal.” Draxx radioed over.
Revenge aimed the sights, lined up the crosshairs, and pulled the trigger. The assassin began to scale the building.
“Now.” Revenge said, leaping from the roof of his company at the same minute.