Error of all men
Characters: Dick Grayson(Nightwing) and Tim Drake ( Robin)
Where: Dick's living area
When: After the First Mission
Summary: Dick Can't read directions to save his life and must ask tim for help after suffering the consequences.
Things weren't going so well in Dick's apartment, a sentiment made clear but the frustrated grumbles and occasional clatter of plastic to floor. He just had to say this was going to be easy, well Murphy eat your heart out.At that momement the Vigilante stood infront of the bathroom sink trying to camophlage the good sized patch of hair on his scalp that was severly shorter than the rest. To tell the truth it had started out Rather well until he stuck the wrong guard on the clippers he'd found under the sink.How was he supposed to know the blue one was that short? Well at least it wasn't the 1/8th lentgth but he was pretty sure it wasn't the longest. So it went for a good five more minutes, Grumble..snip..grumble..but It only made things worse. Here he was now sitting looking like an idiot with one side still long and the other with shoulder length to the various shorter parts he'd tried to cut to mask the patch, and a small amount of the rest on the floor threatening to be a tripping hazard . There was only one thing he really could do and he really...Really..did he say really? Didn't want to do that. He had to call Tim and hope the kid didn't drink too much liquids before hand.
Where: Dick's living area
When: After the First Mission
Summary: Dick Can't read directions to save his life and must ask tim for help after suffering the consequences.
Things weren't going so well in Dick's apartment, a sentiment made clear but the frustrated grumbles and occasional clatter of plastic to floor. He just had to say this was going to be easy, well Murphy eat your heart out.At that momement the Vigilante stood infront of the bathroom sink trying to camophlage the good sized patch of hair on his scalp that was severly shorter than the rest. To tell the truth it had started out Rather well until he stuck the wrong guard on the clippers he'd found under the sink.How was he supposed to know the blue one was that short? Well at least it wasn't the 1/8th lentgth but he was pretty sure it wasn't the longest. So it went for a good five more minutes, Grumble..snip..grumble..but It only made things worse. Here he was now sitting looking like an idiot with one side still long and the other with shoulder length to the various shorter parts he'd tried to cut to mask the patch, and a small amount of the rest on the floor threatening to be a tripping hazard . There was only one thing he really could do and he really...Really..did he say really? Didn't want to do that. He had to call Tim and hope the kid didn't drink too much liquids before hand.