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It's Friday again and you all know what that means, it's time to let out those imaginations and allow them to roam free. Just remember to keep to the rules:
No more than three prompts from one fandom, no more than five prompts in a row. If one get's answered you can prompt again. Be nice when it comes to Spoilers, leave it for ( Read more... )
It's Friday again and you all know what that means, it's time to let out those imaginations and allow them to roam free. Just remember to keep to the rules:
No more than three prompts from one fandom, no more than five prompts in a row. If one get's answered you can prompt again. Be nice when it comes to Spoilers, leave it for ( Read more... )
"You know I didn't want to do it, right?"
Tim ignored Jason's plaintive plea as he dumped his latest victim in the pile of bodies littering the cave. He'd almost gotten the incinerator ready so soon he wouldn't have to deal with the stench of the dead surrounding him constantly. Even for a vampire, however reluctant, the smell of death could be overwhelming at times.
"You're ignoring me again," Jason sighed. "I'm not going to go away, Timmy."
"I hate it when you call me that," Tim grumbled without much heat.
"I know," Jason said and shrugged. "Can't help it. I'm dead and you're the only person who sees me, who sees any of us. At least when I call you Timmy you stop ignoring me."
Tim glared at him to no effect and went back to work on the incinerator. The Joker was laughing with the Penguin as they tormented the souls of another of Tim's victims. They were no better in death than they had been in life. If anything, they were worse now that they weren't physical. No matter how bad they got Tim didn't acknowledge them. He knew he'd get no peace if he did.
Bruce lurked off in a dark corner, cradling Damian who seemed to have gone catatonic again. His reaction to death had been peculiar. Half the time he was manic and determined to find a way to kill Tim even though he was insubstantial. The other half of the time he retreated inside of himself to hide from what had happened to the world and his family. Bruce had yet to speak but he constantly watched Tim. He'd been doing it since he died, long before Tim became a vampire.
"Ah, you might want to pay attention, Timmy," Jason said. "That's not where that fitting goes."
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