♞ | 034 | hallway filter

[knightprodigy]

[After a rude awakening, Dick - still dressed as Batman, although with his cowl down - hurries excitedly, but not too excitedly - gun shot wound to the back of the head and all - back from Harmony's room to his and Damian's room on the eight floor

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[isthenight]

[ And guess who just happens to be stepping out of his room about then? Yup, it's this guy. He raises an eyebrow as he looks at all the glitter, but he seems pretty happy. For Bruce anyways. ]

Welcome back. I was starting to wonder if we'd ever find you.

[knightprodigy]

Bruce! Yeah, I- [awkward neck rub - mindful of bandage thar.] guess I was gone for quite a while, huh.

[isthenight]

Well over a month. You've missed a lot. Damian's been worried, and a little aggravated.

[ A pause, and he leans against the wall. Does he say this now, or does he wait? HMMM... it's probably best to tell him before Damian gets a chance to, since we all know how he feels about Other Robins. ]

Jason's here. Damian found him in a hallway about a month ago. He's about sixteen and seems to bedoing fine, physically at least. From what I've seen, he's adjusting well, but when you get the chance... [ He could probably use some attention from the only person here from his world that he remembers. ;; ]

[knightprodigy]

[Thank God Jason never donned the Batgirl costume for a dare, otherwise he'd be screwed.

Jeez, way to lay it on him, Bruce.]

Jason's back? [and sixteen?! That's... that's not good.] Where is he? [Peers into Bruce's room, just on the off-chance. There's no hiding the concern on his face.] Is he with you?

[isthenight]

[ At least he left out the part about how he'd just crawled out of his own grave? He'd realize how much of a big deal Jason is if anyone would tell him anything. But he doesn't, so he's a little confused by Dick's reaction. ]

No, he hasn't been staying with me. His room's up on the thirteenth floor. He's doing fine, Dick. We got him healed once he showed up here and he's been good ever since.

[knightprodigy]

[Cue extra worried look!] He was hurt? [Hurt and 16. Dick's mind doesn't jump straight to the grave, God knows he doesn't need that imagery again. Instead it jumps to the bloodied crowbar, the bomb, and the memorial case.] Did he say what happened?

[isthenight]

[ Way to ask about the thing he was trying to hedge around, Dick. :| He's just gonna go for vague on this one. ] He'd... just fought his way out from underground.

[knightprodigy]

[He'd dug himself out of his grave...

Chills run through him, worst fears confirmed. He hadn't been there for Jason, none of them had. So this was almost his chance to make it up to him, to apologise for not being there for so many things.

Dick nods, shaking his head to clear it.]

I'll talk to him.

[isthenight]

He could use someone that... knows him and his history.

Let me know when you want detailed reports on what else you've missed. I think Damian could do with seeing you right about now, so they can wait. And see if you can't get him to eat something other than cereal, will you?

[knightprodigy]

First port of call. [He tries to throw some of his usual cheer into it, but the news about Jason is...unsettling.]

I'll- I'll catch you later, Bruce. [And with that he's turning to go, walking off this time, scrubbing a hand through his hair - ever mindful of his head injury..]

[isthenight]

[ ... they will be having WORDS about that injury later. And by words I mean Bruce frowning and not internally freaking about the BULLET WOUND TO THE HEAD, nope not at all. ]