[17 | video] - Dick's comm

Oct 30, 2011 12:53

[When the comm turns on, it’s a little shaky at first but then Babs moves it to somewhat settle on her lap. The camera focuses on her and Dick, both laying on the same cot in the emergency clinic set up by Topher. Between the two of them they might have enough energy for an average person, but it’s plain to see that they’re severely lacking in that area. Babs herself still has blood on her shirt and Dick has it dried in streaks across the side of the arm that’s facing the comm. ]

Looks like we’re back right on time. [Babs’ usual snark is right in place as she smiles tamely, most definitely not a smirk.]

Shame we have to call a rain check on the welcome back party already. [ The view shifts a little again, a not-quite subtle movement that goes just far enough for Dick to slide the bloody arm up and out of the frame. ] ...But we thought we should say we’re okay. Little overdone, but, uh-

All in one piece. [Babs interrupts, glancing over at him briefly with a slight tilt of her head.]

What she said. [He’s trying on something like a genuine smile, while simultaneously avoiding that gaze pretty studiously. Oops.] ...Gonna head home and get some things packed pretty soon though, so if anybody wants to clue me in on who’s got Damian now I’d appreciate it.

[Babs honestly doesn’t have the energy to care that he’s avoiding her gaze and just shifts a little to settle against Dick a little more comfortably, leaning against his shoulder and verging on another nap. Still, she knows she needs to stay awake so she blinks a few times. Hopefully “soon” is very soon. Dick takes the cue and reaches cuts the feed. And almost a pause- ] -Thanks.

dick grayson | batman, † barbara gordon | oracle

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