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So, don't get me wrong, I appreciate that there hasn't been much mass murder and mayhem since we got back from port. Aside from all this politics stuff that I'm not getting into - by personal choice, I trust the rest of you who are actually more involved with the situation to be able to sort it out - I think it's pretty safe to say things have been pretty quiet, all things considered.

And that's fine. Seriously, I'm definitely not complaining about the apparent lack of horrible crisis situations with dozens of people dying or anything like that. Heck, I've even been kind of enjoying having some time to take it easy, I guess.

But it's the excessive down time I really can't figure out what to do with. I mean, sure, it's nice to have some time to relax and hang out in CES or watch movies or whatever, but I'm used to always having something to do with myself. And I don't just mean helping out an inmate or something, like a tangible case or something to work on. People to interview, places to stake out, paper work to file... I was basically living from one difficult case or catastrophe to the next, and without that everything's felt kind of... weird, these last couple days. I guess somewhere between being a cop and coming here I forgot how to just be used to having some free time to kill.

Anyone got any suggestions on how to cope until the next catastrophe?

[Private to Steph]

Sorry I skipped out on lessons without warning you about it. You up for some more practice later tonight?

[Private to Hayley]

This doesn't change anything.

[ooc: So this is an audio because Dick broke his nose. And it's sort of a funny/embarrassing story, the bruises are still really colorful/noticeable, and therefore no video for you, Barge. Infirmary folk would know it happened twoish days ago in CES while sparring with Costigan, who broke/fractured one of his ribs. IT WAS AN ACCIDENT. :| ]

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[Ariadne raised an eyebrow, pretty sure he wouldn't break her ribs.]

And here I thought you were pretty safe to hang around.

[She smiled brightly, the idea of kissing his nose growing in her mind.]

Here, hold still.

You'd be surprised.

[It was another "I'm teasing" thing, but at the same time? It was really true. Living this kind of lifestyle meant your friends and family were almost constantly in danger, even if they knew how to defend themselves, and he'd seen too many people get hurt or killed on the job. Throw in everything that had happened with Bludhaven and Slade and Blockbuster? And Dick might as well have a sign that said basically everything he touches gets ruined.

Still, he sat still, not really sure what she was planning on doing.]

[Ariadne took a breath and shifted so her feet her underneath her. The last person she'd touched this intimately was Fischer, to make sure he was alive, but this was different. The architect placed a hand on the side of his face, perhaps a little less than gently. And then, ever so carefully, pressed her lips to the bridge of his nose; she didn't want to hurt him after all. However, she didn't linger too close, sitting back on her heels.]

Did that help?

[Dick held still, still not really sure what she was doing, but not pulling away either. As she moved towards him, his mind flashed to Babs, and then to Hayley - who had just said him and Ariadne getting involved would be basically the worst thing ever, but she had tried to make him pick and didn't want him around anymore, she'd kicked him out when he tried to make things work - but then he was focused back on Ariadne. He didn't know what was happening but he didn't really care either. He was good with rolling with the punches.

Besides, the intimacy was nice. He liked this kind of thing, affection, and honestly kind of craved it - probably something a therapist would have a lot of fun with, diving into issues presented by not having a home life focused on affection and attention, if he ever bothered sitting down with one, which he wouldn't - and almost all too soon she was pulling away. He gave her a small smile.]

Yeah. Thanks.

[Ariadne hadn't been quite so sure about it, worrying that she had been stupid to think that kissing a broken nose was appropriate. The smile reassured her and she echoed it with her own as she shifted her weight, moving her shoes off his couch.]

Don't break my ribs.

[She didn't expect him to get violent but she still teased.

[He snickered appreciatively at the joke.] I'll see what I can do.

[And he let the conversation lapse into a fairly comfortable silence. He was still sort of confused about everything that had happened, and he wasn't sure how he was supposed to be feeling or doing about it, and right now, he was trying to mull things over without actually really thinking about it too much. It was complicated.]

[Ariadne was more than fine with silence and she leaned back against the couch, closing her eyes a little. She hadn't been sleeping so well and felt plenty tired to attempt at some point, but not here in Dick's room. After all, it seemed like he still had things on his mind.]

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