Dick Grayson
18 June 2012 @ 04:09 pm
[Dick's been pretty radio silent outside of his circle of close friends for a while now. He's been brooding and collecting himself together since Gotham port, spending time patching up the Batsuit and re-equipping it because something tells him he'll probably wind up needing it again sooner rather than later.

The only reason he's really making a post now is it's Father's Day, and he feels like he just needs to say something about Bruce, however tangentially, even if he plans on remembering John Grayson privately, because that's just a minefield of angst he doesn't need other people poking at.]

You know, I've said it before, I'm sure I'll say it again, and I'm sure most of you don't really care or won't agree with me, but I really don't resent the life I ended up with. I got so lucky to have things happen the way they did, because someone cared enough about some orphaned kid to take me in, and stuff like that flood - no matter how bad it actually was - usually makes me realize we should all probably acknowledge it more. No matter how bad things get, there's always ways things could have been worse.

Not that I really needed this place to rub that in any more than it already has, but I guess it can't really be helped.

[Private to Tim]

[Dick clicks on the video for this, so that mid way through the sentence, he can dramatically hold up the picture Superboy drew him of Tim's reboot costume.]

Also, you're never allowed to judge me about my fashion choices ever again. [C:]
Dick Grayson
31 May 2012 @ 10:52 pm
[Filtered to Anyone Who was Involved in Helping the City]

[Dick sounds totally exhausted and a little hollow, but he can't not say something after everything people did, so for now, he's keeping it simple.]

Thank you.

[Spam for Dean]

[He'd dragged himself away from the other people who'd been brought back, hiding on the other side of the deck to make the message because he was still in costume, and he really didn't love that suddenly everyone knew the secret. But once he'd sent it out, he suddenly didn't know what to do next. He hadn't slept in four days. Everything ached, and he honestly wasn't all that sure if he could stand up again if he wanted to, and it wasn't just because he was exhausted. He hadn't wanted to come back. Yes, Gotham was in relatively safer hands than it had been now that Bruce was conclusively back and there was a cure for Titan, but. It was still in trouble. His job was still supposed to be protecting the city. And it had been so long since he'd been home, and seeing it like that had been hard. Being pulled back to the Barge had been like getting the wind knocked out of him, and he didn't know where he was supposed to go from here.

But he couldn't just sit here forever. He needed to get off the deck and out of the suit, and probably get some sleep. Medical attention could wait, and he just really couldn't deal with other people right now anyway. He could think over what needed to happen next after he'd slept.

He peeled off the cowl, took a slow breath and carefully pushed himself to his feet. His vision grayed out for a few seconds and he blinked heavily, putting a hand against the wall to steady himself, wrapping his other arm around his torso. He'd broken a rib at some point before they got pulled back, and it took a minute for his vision to clear.]

[ooc: If anyone wants to drop in and check on him later, feel free to tag in with spam or poke him via the network. He probably didn't bother with the infirmary and will be spending the next couple days on and off napping.]
Dick Grayson
06 December 2011 @ 07:44 pm
So, it's officially a year since I first signed on to this place. I kind of wish I could come up with something insightful to say, but considering people's reactions to that sort of stuff, maybe it's safer just to pass.

[Private to Tim]

How easy would it be to talk you into a snowball fight?

[Private to Shego]

What's your schedule look like for today, out of curiosity?
Dick Grayson
11 November 2011 @ 03:55 pm
Is it that time of year again already?

You know, talk about needing better warden communication or food or security as much as you want, I'd honestly settle for a more consistent way to contact home and never complain about anything going on here again.

... Maybe.
Dick Grayson
31 August 2011 @ 05:21 pm
[Private to Molly]

I'm feeling more up to that walk if you are.

[Private to Slade]

Can I ask a favor?
Dick Grayson
25 June 2011 @ 11:40 am
I know everyone's already said their pieces about port, but you know? Ones like that really aren't so bad. Aside from the possibility of falling overboard and getting assimilated into the world we're visiting, it's basically just like going to a city you've never been to before. There are places you should avoid, and places that are perfectly safe.

I know we all joke a lot about Gotham being a terrible place to live because it's America's murder capital and Bludhaven wasn't much better, but there are good parts to it too. There are these Cuban meat sandwiches at a place called Ibano's, there's near perfect acoustics at Jonus Theater, I could probably go on forever, and while I'm not really going to recommend it as a vacation spot to anyone soon - because again, murder capital of America - as long as you know what you're doing and are careful about what parts you wander into, you'll probably be okay.

[Filtered to Friends - if you think you're on it, you are.]

How's everyone handling our week of relative quiet? Anyone up for doing something? Actually having something to do in port kind of spoiled me for a few days.

[Private to Bruce, backdated to right after port]

So, you know what Saturday was?