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Who: Dick Grayson and Slade Wilson; eventually Billy Costigan
Where: On deck.
When: Forward dated to Tuesday.
What: Dick and Slade cross paths. Dick loses his patience. A fight ensues.
Warnings: Some violence.

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[lost_undercover]

Costigan ran from his room up onto the dick, knowing his warden wouldn't call him like that unless it was important. The two got along and had a decent working relationship, sure, but the lack of capitalization and everything was enough to make Costigan wonder and worry; after all, as an undercover, he'd been trained to look for the unusual in people. Arriving on deck, it took him only a second to spot his warden not too far off.

The former undercover ran over immediately, looking around as he did for any sign of whoever had done this. His right hand slipped to his back in case he had need for his knife, but there was no one in sight and so Costigan was contented to just kneel down beside his warden and glower at the state he was in. Dick really didn't look so good.

"You trying to prove how much more street you are, asshole?" He offered with a hint of humor, trying to joke but being too irritated to do so. The inmate shifted into a crouch beside Dick, glancing over him once. "Can you get up?"

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Dick looked up at the inmate's approach, sort of worried that it was someone else - not because he was worried he'd get hurt worse or killed, but more that this was embarrassing and the last thing he needed was Tim showing up and yelling at him - and immediately smiled in relief when he saw it was Costigan, even managing a breathy laugh at his first question. "Yeah, how'd you know?"

The smile didn't falter as he slowly started shifting against the deck railing. "If I could, I'd be back in my room already." And immediately, he started trying to push himself up a little more again, awkwardly cradling his injured arm in his lap.

"Shoulder's dislocated, broke some ribs." He winced and put his good hand to his side, voice a little strained as he continued. "Maybe one or two. Or three." The last bit was intended as a joke, trying to prove he was okay.

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The inmate nodded about the injuries and Dick's inability to move for lack of anything else to do. Costigan switched to the opposite side of Dick, where his shoulder wasn't dislocated, with the intention of trying to help him up. He didn't know really know what to do, but leaving the scene seemed the most important.

"Don't let this turn into one of those fucking 'anything you can do I can do better' bullshit competitions," he muttered, as much to calm himself as to get a point across. He gently wrapped an arm around his warden's back, just beneath his shoulder blades, and began to take Dick's weight while encouraging him to start standing. "You need to go the infirmary."

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That got another strained laugh from the downed warden. "I won't. Promise." His voice was tight with pain as he started to stand up, wrapping his good arm around Costigan's shoulders, trying not to lean on the inmate too heavily for support. It hurt like hell, and his dislocated shoulder felt weird and painful, but he managed to get his feet under him, still relying on Costigan to stay upright.

He shook his head slowly, taking as deep a breath as he was able to before responding. "I don't need to go to the infirmary." Or more like, he didn't want to go. Going to the infirmary meant explaining what had happened, and that was the last thing he wanted to do right now. Yes, Slade had provoked him, but he'd provoked him first by bothering him in the first place, and the whole thing was just stupid and kind of embarrassing.

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Costigan partially forced Dick to move just a hint, trying to disorient the warden just a little so that the guy would lean more on the inmate than if he was thinking about it. Dick didn't need any additional strain. The guy was clearly pretty fucked up and the inmate knew all he could do was help him along and, he took a half-step forward, silently suggesting he was ready whenever his warden was.

There was silence for a moment before Costigan finally spoke, conceding for now because he knew Dick would do the same for him. "Yeah, you do. If you don't want to, we won't. That's alright. Then you have to call someone, like Jones, to wrap you up or something. Tell her no questions asked. I'm not popping your fucking shoulder back in and nor are you."

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The move worked and Dick leaned against Costigan more heavily, appreciating the support. Besides, not really in a position to argue or insist he could get back to his room himself. He slowly started moving with the inmate, sort of distantly grateful that at least Slade hadn't taken out a kneecap or something on top of everything else.

He nodded slightly at the deal. That was totally fair, and while he knew he could pop his shoulder back in, it would hurt like hell at it would probably be better for a professional to do it anyway. "Okay." He appreciated that he'd understood the reluctance to go to the infirmary itself and was quiet for a moment as they headed off the deck, taking it pretty slowly, but still moving along. "Thanks, Costigan."

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Costigan was glad that he was in shape at least. He considered giving Donny a call to help out, but last he'd heard, his friend was still in a coma and he wasn't sure he trusted anyone else to help out no questions asked that was strong enough to be worthwhile; maybe Paddy, but Costigan didn't know for sure and wouldn't risk it.

"Sure, guy. Don't fucking do it again." He replied with a slight chuckle, trying to stay amused despite the fact that he wasn't much. Costigan didn't mind the violence or the injuries so much as he minded the fact that his warden was beat to shit and it was too reminiscent of Queenan. It made the inmate want to punch someone in the face.

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Dick just grinned slightly, recognizing the concern for what it was and appreciating it. While admittedly, he'd sort of realized this was going to maybe cause some worry for people, he hadn't consciously really been aware of it until that moment, a little more focused on the fight itself and trying to figure out how badly he was hurt. "I won't. I promise." He meant it too. This had been a mistake.

After a slight stretch of silence, what was actually happening sort of caught up with Dick, and he snickered quietly, ignoring the sharp stabs of pain in his chest when he did it. "This is kinda a fun new thing for us, huh? Usually... usually it's the other way around."

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Costigan glanced sideways at Dick, then looked forward again as they moved toward the elevator; there was no way they were chancing the stairs. "I can't tell if you're losin' it or just trying to make us feel better."

The inmate didn't mind the warden talking; he knew Dick talked a lot and it put him at ease a little and that was fine. Costello hadn't really been comfortable with silences much either, so he'd gotten pretty used to being the ear to that. The difference was he liked Dick, so it was easier.

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He chuckled again, still sort of amused by the situation, even if maybe he shouldn't be. Considering the number of times he'd helped Costigan around the Barge like this, it was almost like they were due for something like this to happen. "Maybe a bit of both."

Still, he felt bad for making him worry, and tried to reassure him as they stopped in front of the elevator. "I'm okay. Seriously. I've had-" He winced again, gritting his teeth a little as he shifted to try and feel less broken and sore. "I've been hurt a lot worse."

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The inmate didn't feel the need to address that concern. While it was meant to be a reassurance, all it really did was make Costigan wary of Dick's unknown history and what that might mean for their future. He was used to brawling, but he didn't want to spend more time looking after his warden than getting into fights of his own. But this was only once and he was okay with that, so he gave a nod and pressed the button for the elevator.

They would get through this.