Christmas Time

[tightpantsrawr]

WHO: Peter Pan Jason Todd and Wendy the jailbird Nightwing.
WHAT: Mistletoe.
WHERE: Nightwing's jail cell.
WHEN: Saturday 12th, night.

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That's John Darling to you B|

[knightprodigy]

Boredom? Dick was more or less resigned to it by now, and he was actually quite calm, and certainly less pensive and pent up than he had been the last time Jason had visited. And besides, he had it on good faith that Batman and Robin were working on getting him out of here any day now.

Perhaps a little irresponsibly, he kept his journal (that Robin had bought to him several weeks ago) hidden both from the guards sight and his own. It was that old saying, 'out of sight, out of mind'. And doubtless, had Dick been reading the ongoing saga that was the island of Rivelata, by now he most certainly would be 'out of mind'.

That hadn't stopped him from tearing a few blank pages from the spine for his own amusement though. There were a scattering of modest doodles, nothing in comparison to the likes of Jilly's, but there were a few Robins dotted here or there; a line of pachyderms linked trunk and tail, trunk and tail along the bottom of the page; Bat symbols, of course; and a faint sketching of Oracle's avatar, which had been one of the first things he had ever done in his journal all those months ago when he'd landed on the island.

Jason's tapping jolted him from his impromptu stroll down memory lane, and he looked up - having relocated his bed, now parallel against the back wall to keep under the high gusts of ice winds that blew in through the cell window.

Dick didn't even have to look up, and after a moment of complete incredulity - just who the Hell would climb up here in this kind of weather. Oh well, of course it would have to be be Jason, how could he forget? The universe hates them both - he groaned, because beyond Jason's knuckles and the wispy strands of hair from the man's forehead that Dick could see from this angle was fixed a bunch of that damn mistletoe.

"I hope you're wearing long underwear."

It was safe to say his experience with Jan had left him feeling understandably a little bitter in the face of such festivities.

Wendy Darling~

[tightpantsrawr]

"Nah, just a scarf." It was the magical scarf that helped to keep him nice and warm even without piling on the layers, of course, nice and red and wrapped neatly around his neck, though the winds this high up had caught the ends and made them billow out a bit. It was a little like wearing a cape again, but really not.

"You're just so happy to see me, huh, Jailbird? I can tell." From, you know, the groan and the bitter tone. Jason caught sight of the little sketches, however, and that added an extra note of amusement to his smirk.

He wasn't looking up, however, so he still didn't know about the mistletoe.