Dec 01, 2011 00:28
[ it’s that Grayson kid this time, kneeling at a bit of an awkward crouch next to a rusting, darkness seeping dumpster. However he got the NV pointed in that direction without propping it against something, it seems a little deliberate. But not quite deliberate enough to screen out the red, fresh-looking blood drying on the front of his shirt. ]
...Hey. I, uh-
So I don’t... know. What to do. Or-
Anything. I don’t-
I swear I didn’t. I didn’t mean to go out. But she called me, and I just- I- [ wow was video a bad idea. his voice breaks right there, almost a little too far on this side of genuine. the view wobbles on his face before his fingers slip down and cover up the lens. ]
...Who, I mean-
Is anybody friends with Raven?
[ text batcrypted to Bruce Wayne, Cassandra Cain, Stephanie Brown, and Tim Drake ]
i need help.
c: tim drake,
!: dick grayson,
c: franziska von karma,
c: neuro nougami,
c: cloud strife