Dick Grayson (
batmanschmatman) wrote2011-03-13 01:19 am
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[There's a short pause between the feed clicking on and Dick speaking.]
My parents were murdered when I was eight. I was there when it happened. It was... [He takes a slow breath.] It felt like my whole life was just falling apart and I had no idea what was going to happen or where I was supposed to go or how I was supposed to live without the two most important people in my life.
But I got lucky, because someone was there that night who knew what it was like to have their parents taken away from them. He took me in, gave me a home and support and made life feel like it was worth living again. I know I got lucky. A lot of kids... A lot of kids lose parents and just end up going through foster home after foster home, and if Bruce hadn't been there, that's probably what would have happened to me. I would have been alone and lost, with no idea what I was supposed to do with my life.
Instead, I got a family. They've helped me become the person I am today and I can't thank them enough for it. I've had an amazing life, even if it's not always sunshine and rainbows, and I love my family more then anything.
... I'll always miss my parents. That hurt never goes away, and there isn't a day that goes by where I don't think about them and wish I could talk to them just one more time, but I...
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I wouldn't trade what I have now for the world.
[... Oh crap. Didn't mean to say any of that out loud, to everyone. Fuck you, floods. :|]
My parents were murdered when I was eight. I was there when it happened. It was... [He takes a slow breath.] It felt like my whole life was just falling apart and I had no idea what was going to happen or where I was supposed to go or how I was supposed to live without the two most important people in my life.
But I got lucky, because someone was there that night who knew what it was like to have their parents taken away from them. He took me in, gave me a home and support and made life feel like it was worth living again. I know I got lucky. A lot of kids... A lot of kids lose parents and just end up going through foster home after foster home, and if Bruce hadn't been there, that's probably what would have happened to me. I would have been alone and lost, with no idea what I was supposed to do with my life.
Instead, I got a family. They've helped me become the person I am today and I can't thank them enough for it. I've had an amazing life, even if it's not always sunshine and rainbows, and I love my family more then anything.
... I'll always miss my parents. That hurt never goes away, and there isn't a day that goes by where I don't think about them and wish I could talk to them just one more time, but I...
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I wouldn't trade what I have now for the world.
[... Oh crap. Didn't mean to say any of that out loud, to everyone. Fuck you, floods. :|]
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He hasn't given Hurt the satisfaction either. But he comes close. Very close.
Sometimes he thinks that he has forgotten how to be Bruce. Not even with Jet he has been Bruce- he carries Batman like a safety blanket around her, because though he fell for her he has never trusted her. He has always known she's an agent of the lck Glove, especially- especially when she tries to make him believe he's not entirely sane.
He has always known that. But he has enough sanity to function- and that should be enough.
But not here. Not with Dick. Not with Tim. Not with Jason. He has to try harder. Become better- because if he is to rehabilitate someone, he has to make sure that he's not a prime candidate for Arkham first.
He notices the slightly stiff way that Dick is moving, and his head jerks up- but he doesn't touch Dick again. ]
Your injuries.
How are they?
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Figuring the jig is pretty up at this point - and he probably should actually be wearing the sling since his shoulder's feeling pretty sore right about now - he goes for honesty, and shifts to cross his arms, mostly to support his left arm and take some of the strain off of it, not bothering to hide the slight wince of discomfort.]
Sore. But getting better.
[It's not just him trying to avoid being fussed over, but also trying to reassure Bruce that he's fine, since he knows he worries even if he's good at masking it with being a little gruff sometimes.]
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It's probably healing well, but Bruce knows that Dick is like him when it comes to injuries - prone to ignoring them, overstraining himself and not following instructions. It would be amusing if Dick isn't younger and has a longer potential lifespan. Ignoring injuries like that will cause adverse effects later on.
(Sometimes he makes excuses for caring. It makes him feel safer, somehow.) ]
Turn around.
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And despite being an adult and being an accomplished person in his own right, Dick was still very much the obedient son and so although the request got a sort of confused look from him, he follows the direction and turns around, still supporting his left elbow with his right hand.]
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... Belatedly, he remembers that he should've asked for permission to do this. Or at least warn Dick.
Too late now. ]
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Ow! Bruce, what are you -
[But before he finishes the question, he realizes what he's doing and tries to stay still and relax, even if it hurts like hell. Still, he manages to keep quiet, gritting his teeth and trying to think about something other then the pain.
He really shouldn't have messed around with Slade.]
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And he wonders if his oldest will actually tell him what caused the injury in the first place.
After a few more minutes more, Dick's shoulder stops feeling like a piece of rock and more like flesh again, and he releases him, letting his hands drop back to his side. ]
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[He really didn't want to own up to his mistake, since jumping Slade and approaching him in the first place had been possibly one of the stupidest things he'd done in his recent history. He'd already been yelled at by Tim, he'd sort of discussed it with Costigan, and he didn't need Bruce being disappointed in him for letting his emotions and Slade get to him.]
I'm really okay.
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It means that he has to conduct his own investigations. He figures by now that Tim knows, but his youngest will not betray his oldest confidence, not even for Batman. So he just has to find out some other way, really.
Cocking an eyebrow at Dick, he smirks a little. Draws a little of the mantle of the Bat around himself. Not too much to close himself off, but enough to hide the vulnerabilities that he has been flagrantly displaying. ]
I'll take your word on that.
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If this ends in noogies, I'm never coming here again, [he called from outside.]
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Not to mention hurting Tim. Biological son or not, Bruce cannot forgive Damian that easily. Besides, he has never wanted biological children- for many good reasons. Two of them are right here.
But he doesn't want to think about this right now. He shakes the thoughts out of his head.
You're just tempting Dick. [ As he said that, he pulls away, walking over the door and pulling it open. His smile when he sees Tim is tiny and crooked- but present. ]
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No noogies, I promise.
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What do you think, Bruce, is he trying to lull me into a false sense of security? [There was a matching smile as he closed the door behind him.
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It's a surprising thought. ]
If he is, you have the permission to try to deck him. [ And he's moving back, closer to the center of the room. Giving himself less options to want to run. ]
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C'mon Tim, I'm not totally cruel.
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You're just saying that because Bruce said I could punch you, [he teased.]
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Hey, he said try.
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Are you implying that Tim isn't able to do that?
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But there's a smirk on his face when he crosses his arms.]
It's okay, being the younger brother means being underestimated. [COCKY. He isn't actually this cocky, he just likes acting like the little brother again.]