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[batmanschmatman]

[So, Dick's spent the last couple hours of this awesome flood passed out in the infirmary after Bruce Jr. made a deal with Aztec!Eddie. He... kind of collapsed on his way there. Concussions suck.

But, you know what happens to Bats who get sent to the infirmary after getting their asses handed to them? They get bored and try to escape once

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SPAM if that is okay >.>

[terminates]

[Guess who's deathtolling like a boss in that there infirmary with you, Dick. JUST WHO YOU WANTED TO SEE, AMIRITE?

He is also a terrible patient.]

SPAM that is so okay. c:

[batmanschmatman]

[Dick is now torn between loling, begrudgingly asking if you're okay, or just getting the hell outta Dodge. They're busy enough, it's not like they'll miss one not actually that injured person, right?

... He's going to settle for being an asshole.]

Looks like someone had a good time.

SPAM awriiiiiiiiiiiiiight /o/

[terminates]

[This is exactly why he hates you and your stupid hero friends.

He sits up slowly, resisting the urge to touch his chest or throat, both of which are on fire. Fun stuff.]

A blast.

[His voice cracks, like it hasn't been used in a while. At least his sense of irony/humor is intact.]

SPAM \o/

[batmanschmatman]

[Well, now that you're moving around, this is just... kind of pathetic. This might be the most whipped he's ever seen you, and it's enough to take the edge off of his comments.]

What happened?

SPAM

[terminates]

[Believe him, he is well-aware of this. And not very inclined to give you all the details.

Very, very dry (and hoarse):] What do you think?

SPAM

[batmanschmatman]

[Dick shrugs, trying not to move his head that much in the process because seriously, he's done with the whole being unconscious thing.]

I don't know, I've been unconscious for the last couple hours. But I guess I can use my imagination.

SPAM

[terminates]

[He should probably be laying down really, but of course, he's very stubborn. So he won't. He'll just rub his eyes to hide the fact that the room is spinning.]

Congratulations.

[There's some bite to that answer; annoyance.]

SPAM

[batmanschmatman]

[Please, like Dick can't tell when someone's trying to hide how crappy they feel. Remember who he works with?]

Sorry.

[AWKWARD AS HELL PAUSE because seriously why is he trying to be nice to you fffff.] ... you need anything?

SPAM

[terminates]

[Goddammit, Dick, you are not supposed to be nice to him. That's even worse than the snarky comments. He grits his teeth but makes the attempt to keep his voice even.]

Not [from you] right now.

SPAM

[batmanschmatman]

[Dick can take a hint sometimes, and he's not going to push you. Especially because wtf, he doesn't want to be nice to you.]

Okay. Take it easy.

SPAM

[terminates]

[Well good, because he doesn't want to be civil to you, either. :|

Your only response is a grunt.]

SPAM

[batmanschmatman]

[Be like that. Dick will be on his way without further comment.]