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WHO: Cassandra/Batgirl killmequiet, Dick/Nightwing knightprodigy, Jan/THE MOTHERFUCKER bitchin_beanie
WHAT: Jan is hungry and Dick is probably too nice for his own good and Cass is the babysitter.
WHERE: Junkhouse Ramen
WHEN: Today
( someday i'll be drinking with the seldom-seen kid )
WHAT: Jan is hungry and Dick is probably too nice for his own good and Cass is the babysitter.
WHERE: Junkhouse Ramen
WHEN: Today
( someday i'll be drinking with the seldom-seen kid )
He didn't trust Jan for a second, but so far the man had kept his promise not to feed, although there had been one or two occasions where Dick thought Nightwing would have to step him. But impressively, the moments had passed.
In his 25 years this was probably the biggest risk with his own life he'd even taken, and he brought Cassandra into it knowing that anyone else would try to stop him.
His motives weren't in question, or shouldn't have been. Bruce had taught him the value of life at an early age. Dick had lost sight of this first and most important lesson only once or twice, first with the Joker and then again most recently with Roland Desmond. They were crooks, murders, seeing human life as nothing more than acceptable collateral damage. Jan was a vampire, and a murder, who openly admitted to enjoying killing. But he was still a human in a very basic sense and no less deserving of Dick's help.
"Ready?" Dick asked, grabbing his jacket.
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