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[hateriseupinme]

I can't get out.

Can't Hubspace.

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totally had to count

[daddysrenegade]

Whoa, whoa! Jason, calm down.

[worriedly places a hand on your hyperventilating back]

You can't jump out then?

How do you keep qualifying, dammit?! XD

[hateriseupinme]

N-no. Can't go anywhere.

Trapped. It all feels wrong, almost hurts... can't help anyone, can't...

WELL I CAN STOP TAGGING

[daddysrenegade]

[wraps an arm around Jason's chest]

I'm sure it's just temporary.

NO NEVER. (I am just amused that he keeps popping up.)

[hateriseupinme]

*Jason can't force down the soft sob of terror and pain that rises in his throat, and he leans heavily on Dick.*

What if it isn't? What if I'm trapped? Oh god, I can't... I can't...

SO MANY CATEGORIES HE FITS? (He didn't tag the no brunettes one!)

[daddysrenegade]

Jay, Jay!

[definitely holding up his little bro in a half hug]

You aren't going to solve anything by freaking out. You'll probably wake up tomorrow and be fine. No one really knows anything about how this place works.

SO MANY! (only because I included black hair? XD)

[hateriseupinme]

*clings to Dick's arm, whimpering softly*

I can't stay here. I just can't stop... feeling the difference. It... I can't... I...

*He just keeps leaning against Dick, trying to calm down, trying to breathe.*

And not the blondes one!

[daddysrenegade]

[starts walking Jason to a safe house]

C'mon, breathe. I know it's difficult, but panicking might be what's keeping you from being able to do it.

Well, yeah, Bruce never made /him/ dye his hair. XD

[hateriseupinme]

M'sorry, m'sorry... m'such a fuck-up...

*Jason bites his lower lip to stop talking, and tries to regulate his breathing. It takes him a while, but by the time that they get to the safehouse, he'll be taking deep, measured breaths.*

BECAUSE HIS HAIR IS GLORIOUS! Also, dick wore a shitload of wigs

[daddysrenegade]

You're not a fuck-up, Jason.

[Will disable the safehouse alarms and haul Jason inside.]

And you never were. This is just... I'd freak out too.

YOUNG JUSTICE WAS GLORIOUS (that's where I've been) and hell yeah he did...

[hateriseupinme]

*He doesn't respond -- he knows he screwed up by letting himself panic -- and lets Dick drag him into the safehouse.*

No one else freaks out about being trapped here. *softly, a little sullenly,* An' how do you know I'm not a fuck-up? I'm not your Jason...

IT TRULY WAS

[daddysrenegade]

[Oh Jason, hugs you tight]

I haven't actually... talked to my Jason in a while, so I know you better than I know him, Jay.

The first time I showed up here I tried to kill Tim, does that count as freaking out?

^_^b

[hateriseupinme]

*Jason hugs back without hesitation. Dick Graysons like hugs. Multiversal constant? He's thinking so.*

*soft sigh* I'm sorry, Dick.

*long pause* Are you gonna get mad if I laugh my ass off at the thought of you killing the Replacement Drake?

[daddysrenegade]

[maybe not universal... Dick grins]

A version of you actually stopped me.

[hateriseupinme]

*Okay, that's just too much to take. Jason practically doubles over, he's laughing so hard.* Oh god. Fucking Hub.

*It takes him a while to calm down, but when he does, he sighs and leans against Dick -- it's more out of habit than anything deliberate.* I think I needed that. Christ. The multiverse is a weird place.

[daddysrenegade]

[Dick will take what he can get from Jason, so enjoys the leaning.]

It really is, but then again we're strange people. Maybe civilians lead less odd lives across the multiverse.

[hateriseupinme]

*Jason nods.* Yeah... we are. From what I've been able to gather, it's really not normal to go running around after a man in a giant bat costume in one's formative years. Shocking as that is to hear. *He manages to keep a straight face for a while, but can't help the tiny, wry smile that ends up on his face.*

So... was there a reason you decided to kill Tim, or was it a rage response? *The question is asked casually; Jason is used to getting either answer from Dick.*