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[This whole post is backdated to after Slade's arrival post and this fight.]

Just a note for anyone who's missed this memo: people have contacted the Admiral about what happens to people who disappear before. He's said he doesn't control when they vanish any more than we do. I know we don't really have reason to trust his word on stuff like this, but I figured it's something worth hearing.

There have been plenty of tough cases who have graduated and a lot of crappy wardens who have overstayed their welcome, and the Admiral didn't get rid of them. It'd save a lot of time and energy if people could keep that in mind next time anyone starts making accusations that someone got kicked off because the Admiral gave up on them, or thinks they've been doing a lousy job.

[Filtered to the DC Wardens]

Slade's here. He was here before until about a year ago, and he was actually making progress by the time he got booted off the ship. [Sort of. He thinks. Maybe.

It's complicated.]

Try not to piss him off if you don't have to.

[Spam for Dean, after the fight]

[Dick wasn't overly pleased with how this had gone down. Bruce acting like a jackass wasn't anything new or unexpected, in so many ways, and he was an inmate. This sort of behavior was to be expected.

But Dean and Faith were wardens, and it always, always bothered Dick when confrontations between wardens turned into what was basically a playground brawl. They were supposed to be the role models here, and he got that both of them were upset, but calling names and intentionally looking to piss the other off was ridiculous. He might side more with Dean because he was his friend, and he didn't particularly like Faith, but they were both definitely in the wrong here.

He turned to Dean after the other two had left, expression and voice still level and serious rather than angry, and gestured for the other man to show him his injured arm.]

Let me see.

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You'll have better luck with a wall.

You contacted me, Bruce. So I guess that makes you a pretty talkative wall.

A waste of time, as always.

Really not helping with the schoolyard bully comparison, Bruce. And emotional manipulation works a lot better when the person you're trying to pick on actually gives a damn about what you think.

Is that what you think this is?

A desperate plea for attention? I don't know, Bruce, you haven't exactly been very communicative.

What do you think I am, Dick?

Edited 2012-12-31 08:14 (UTC)

A very angry person who doesn't know how to appropriately deal with his emotions. [Notice how he's not saying anything about their relationship. :V]

What else?

What are you hoping to hear?

Don't mince words.

I think you're a very angry person who doesn't know how to appropriately deal with his emotions, and in doing so, is going to push away anyone who ever gave a damn about him if he hasn't done it already, and will continue the cycle here if he's not careful. For someone who allegedly cares about keeping people safe, all you've done here is make people I care about miserable, and try to attack other inmates in board despite the fact that their being here indicates there's some hope of redemption for them, and making them feel threatened and angry further endangers the lives of everyone on board. You've gone back on everything you taught me, and you've done it in the worst possible way.

[He hesitates before continuing, because this isn't really answering your question, but it has to do with it, and he does have a lot he needs to get off his chest.]

I hate that you're here because I haven't seen my Bruce Wayne in over a year, and I'm tired of being reminded that you don't have my back when I need it. I miss him more than you can possibly understand, and I'm tired of listening to people say I'm overreacting about you being here because they don't understand the half of why I'm upset that you're here, and of hearing that my feelings on the subject are invalid or irrelevant because everyone else is so incredibly excited that Batman's here, who cares why or under what circumstances. I'm furious with you for being an ass to Tim and for jerking the rest of us around, and for thinking Jason's the perfect son when he's tried to kill people I love more than once, and apparently grows up to do some pretty awful stuff in the future.

I'm tired of being treated like a naive idiot because I don't agree with you and never will, of being brushed off like I'm not important and I'm not going to put up with it. I don't need or want your love or approval, but I would appreciate it if you showed me a little more respect. I have no idea how bad things got with your Dick before you had your falling out, but I seriously doubt you thought of him as incredibly beneath you, and I'd like to think we're similar enough people you can think of me as someone who's at least competent at what he does, instead of someone you can push around and intimidate. I've been through hell in the last three years, Bruce, and the last thing I am is someone who can't stand up for himself. You taught me better than that.

Feeling better now that it's out?

Edited 2012-12-31 08:47 (UTC)

That's seriously all you have to say?

What did you expect?

[There's a fairly decent pause.]

Nothing. Sorry to waste your time.

[He almost doesn't reply.]

Likewise.

[Dick's almost tempted to say he didn't. That's been part of the problem this whole time - he doesn't want to be angry and upset with Bruce, he wants it to be like how things used to be.

But that's not possible, so he chokes back the impulse and doesn't reply at all.]

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