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[iamdamnloyal]

Who: Harmony and Damian. (Yeah... this won't go well.)
What: Trying to find Dick Grayson.
When: Sometime... before Dick wakes up. (Jan 17/18/19/20th-ish?)
Where: Dick and Damian's room.
Rating: PG.

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[heirdom]

Damian didn't have a lot to do during the days other than train and stalk people, so he often caught himself either playing video games or napping. It worked out that way -- he'd be bursting with energy by nightfall, and then he could take it out on the city.

Which if anyone asked, he was still patrolling with a partner, of course.

Sometimes, anyway.

Once in a while.

He didn't get that many visitors, either, so when someone knocked at the door, he mentally narrowed it down to three people: Stephanie coming to bother him, his father coming to berate him, or Uru coming to say that it was all okay and that they could still be friends.

Instead, he opened up the door to see some random blonde.

"Yes?" he said, suspiciously.

[iamdamnloyal]

Oh. So, he really was a little kid. It wasn't even one of those weird growth things where he was supposed to be old, but something went wrong in his pituitary gland.

Shifting her weight a bit, she tried to glance behind him into the room. When that seemingly didn't make Dick just 'show up' to usher the young boy away, she glanced down at him, "I was looking for Dick Grayson. I thought this was his room."

[heirdom]

Damian scowled when she tried -- and succeeded -- at looking over him. Damn being short. He folded his arms, annoyed.

"This is OUR room. What do you want with him?"

[iamdamnloyal]

"Right, sorry." Harmony tried to apologize, but she's not exactly the best at sounding sincere, especially when she's concerned about a friend.

Potential-friend.

Person she had shared some time with.

Either way, she was worried. There was even worry on her features, if Damian could see that high.

"I just haven't seen him around in almost a month. I wanted to make sure he hadn't been sent home. He hasn't, has he?"