There is one Dick Grayson, in the bar, at the door. His hair is uncombed and he's in pajama pants. It looks like -someone- was grabbed by the door when he'd just woken up, judging by the bewildered look on his face ( Read more... )

[In Suite 132: While Steph was grounded, while Zuko was still away - so we're only talking two weeks ago now (I'm getting better at this slowtime thing!) she tried to sneak out to see Billy. But you really can't sneak out on a Bat-trained big brother.]

"GODDAMN BUNNIES."

That was then. No, the one shouting isn't Anya. Just Zuko.

Flashback: Evening run; dog and her boy. The screaming of animals in the distance. FLASH! Ninja Zuko is there. DEMON BUNNY promptly set on FIRE. Turtleducklings are in chaos! One mama turtleduck, thoroughly chewed. What a horrible plateau! Especially for someone with ( Read more... )

There are handprints burned into this table.

Not that Steph'd admit to picking the table for that reason. It's just a good place to sulk, over by the observation window, out of the way. Her stupid brother who she's not TALKING TO ANY MORE won't have anything to complain about.

She's anxiously folding and unfolding a slightly dog-eared note, and ( Read more... )

[OOM: In which Dick gives Steph a Talk, and hands her some consequences for certain actions. Millitimed to last night! ]

One Dick Grayson, in the bar, in a booth. It seems that the bar grabbed him right after waking up, because he's in what works for makeshift pajamas (boxers with blue bats all over them, and a worn out Great Frog tshirt), and has a box of multicoloured sugar cereal. He is displaying a brilliant show of manners, by eating right out of the box ( Read more... )

There's a Steph! She's curled up in an oversized armchair by the fire, staring absently into the flames, hands wrapped around a steaming mug of tea.

With great Millitime and handwaviness, Steph is out of the cells (has been since before Liam got put in, say true, and the mun totally didn't forget all about that and have to be reminded, nope, no way ...) and looking distinctly pleased with the world. She's in the bar, sitting at a table with a plate of cheesy potato bake and an oversized cup of ( Read more... )

There's a Steph. She's never been more thankful for being dead and free of biological misery before.

She's curled up small in the shadowy corner of a shadowy booth - but one where she has a decent view of a large part of the bar. She's deep in thought.

About what, is a question best not asked, really.

[ooc: mun will be here for HOURS AND ( Read more... )

[OOM: Steph is Miserable and Angsty. Dick helps.]