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101 [voice]

I think I'm going to be hopping on the bandwagon of "let's never talk about that breach again."

[And there's about a second where he thinks about saying something to new arrivals, but that's kind of not his thing and he's kinda cranky because of the whole dream plot thing. So that's all, Barge.]

[Private Separately to Tim, Dean and Buffy]

We should talk.

[Private to Leslie Knope]

So, the breach kind of got in the way, but if you're up for that self defense brush up, I'm available whenever's good for you.

[Private to Superboy]

Have you talked to Wonder Girl yet?

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[No Dick that is the opposite of what she wants you to feel. D:]

No. No, don't-

[She sighs out a short, ghost of a laugh.] I was kind of coming on super strong. And by kind of I mean really, really. ..Nothing about that was your fault. Okay?

If you say so. [There's maybe a little bit of I don't really believe you there. :c]

So. [What do. :c]

Edited 2012-05-17 23:37 (UTC)

[Sigh.]

Where are you?

My room?

I'm coming over.

[Wait, permission is usually a good thing.] Okay?

Sure? [Despite awkward, he wouldn't actually say no. :c]

[Buffy arrives shortly at Dick's door, pausing right outside to straighten her skirt, run some fidgety fingers through her hair. You know. Basic nervous habit things. She's even talking to herself.]

Okay Buffy. Pull it together. Just.. be honest. Don't be weird. It's weird enough- No, it's not weird. Stop thinking like that. This is normal barge stuff. He's probably even more used to this kind of thing than I am.

..Okay? Okay.

[She takes a breath and then knocks on the door.]

[Dick glances up at the knock on his door and puts his comm down, heading over to answer the door. He manages a sort of awkward smile when he sees who it is, still not really sure where this was going or if he really wanted to have this conversation.]

Hi.

[She doesn't really want to have this conversation. She just knows it has to happen. Especially after her messing everything up by being her neurotic foot-in-mouth self.

Buffy manages a little smile back.] Hey.

Can, I, uh-? [She tilts her head a little, gesturing to inside his cabin.]

Edited 2012-05-18 00:39 (UTC)

Yeah, definitely. [He takes a step back, holding the door open. His cabin's one of the penthouse apartments in Gotham, which basically means high ceilings, a lot of stark, modern furniture and... it's kind of huge for one person to be living in.

Once she's inside, he closes the door behind her and sort of awkwardly pushes his bangs off her face.]

So.

Thanks.

[She's never been here, so she takes the time to walk in and take a look around. Though she doesn't stray much from the general entrance area.

Buffy turns back to face him, though she doesn't quite meet his eyes and seems very interested in not staying entirely still.]

So.

[So. ..What now, Buffy.

After hesitating for a moment, she shifts in place.] Do you wanna.. Sit down, o-or?

[Dick nodded, because this would probably just be weirder if they were just. Standing in the doorway.]

Sure.

[He headed into the apartment, heading over to the sitting area that was more or less connected to the kitchen. There were some modern looking, but comfortable couches organized around a television, and there was maybe a sweatshirt tossed over one of the arms of one of them because Dick is kind of a slob. He glanced back at Buffy instead of taking a seat, gesturing towards the kitchen.]

Do you want anything, or?

[Buffy quietly moves to the couch, taking a seat next to him. She sits in a very small and contained way. Back straight, knees together, hands in her lap.]

No, I'm fine. [A fleeting smile.

Then she's gotta start with something, because this is getting kind of painful.]

Now that I've totally made everything way worse than it needed to be.. [She starts with a dry laugh in her voice.] I, uh. Just wanted to let you know I have no ..Weird feelings about what happened. I'm just feeling the normal post-flood embarrassment. For how I acted.

That was still me, it was just.. Super-live-in-the-moment Buffy.

[Yeah she's looking down at her lap now, her fingers fiddling around clasped hands.] The Buffy that doesn't think about consequences.

[Dick makes sure there was plenty of room between the two of them and listens, frowning a little as she explains.]

There doesn't need to be any consequences, or anything. I just feel like an asshole for not realizing something was up.

And I mean, I guess it's awkward, but if you're really okay with it, then... [He shrugs.] I don't know. I don't want you to beat yourself up about it.

[She nods slowly, still not looking.]

I'm not. [Buffy looks at him, sure and confident.] I'm fine, really. Like I said, not regretting it. Just, hoping I didn't mess anything up too bad.

[Aaand she looks back down again, letting a smirk creep on her lips, blushing a little. Buffy shrugs lightly.] It's not like I never wanted to.. Before. Just that I'm big on commitment and security and the whole calling the next morning thing.

Flood-Buffy really didn't care about any of that. She was all about the want-take-have philosophy. And that leads to nowhere good.

[Blushing more now, she manages to clear her throat and glance up, smiling a little awkwardly.]

[Dick maybe looks a little embarrassed when she says she'd wanted to, before, but doesn't say anything until she's actually finished.]

We're fine, I promise. And I meant what I said about it not needing to mean or change anything unless you wanted it to, so. Don't worry about it.

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