Prompt Post - Part Six [CLOSED TO NEW PROMPTS]
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I am so sorry for the delay, guys. Life has been hectic lately (exams, haha) and I lost track.
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Robin doesn’t know if his words are the right ones. If he is explaining properly or even in English, but he needs to say this all out loud. He needs to know he can admit the truth to himself and the world as long as all ears are open to hear.
“I don't need your help,” Dick explains. He turns his head to face the little girl who sits in the medic’s lap across the lot. “She needs mine."
Kid Flash doesn’t follow Robin’s eyes to the little girl. He is left confused and worried as he listens to Robin’s foreign words. Wally doesn’t know if he can help his best friend so he begins to beg him to help him understand.
"I fight my own battles," Robin replies slowly and forcefully to the other teen’s concerns.
Robin looks to the fists which he used to beat against Wally’s chest. He pulls off the dirty gloves but they get stuck on the clasp that wraps the broken holo-device to his belt.
He had forgotten that the murder weapon was still on his person. How could he forget something like that? What kind of hero is he?
His body stiffens as he holds in his self-loathing. He lets Wally unfasten his caught gloves without argument. Once Kid Flash has the gloves in his hands, Dick swirls on his boot and rushes away.
He isn’t escaping his fears. He isn’t fleeing his friend. He isn’t running away from himself. He is heading towards the only person that can make him matter anymore. He is looking for the little girl. He will give her hope.
Lost in his thoughts, Robin clips Commissioner Gordon as he passes by.
"Excuse me," he mutters. He stops. The holo-device is still attached to his belt. He unclips it and holds it in his small, bare palms. It’s evidence and he’s holding it without gloves. He quickly panics and tosses it into Gordon’s hand.
"Pardon?" Gordon says to the hero. Robin realizes he isn’t speaking English but he doesn’t have time to sort that out. He’s needed somewhere else. Someone else needs him.
"I'm sorry," Robin apologizes again. The commissioner finds the holographic device in his hands before the boy runs off again.
Robin vaguely hears the commissioner call out to him as he runs off. He doesn’t slow his sprint. He’s waited long enough.
Robin stops before the ambulance where Mr. Dalca's orphaned daughter is and starts a breathing kanta.
His last thought before he opens his raw throat to comfort her and his shaking arms to embrace her is: I can help her now; at the very least, I must have the power to do that.
“Du’ dera,” he whispers as he holds her tight, “I’m so sorry, so very sorry.”
Dick doesn’t care that he starts crying before her.
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I've been really busy and I'm always juggling a bunch of stories even when I'm not busy.
I plan on buckling down and working on a bunch of things on the weekend. :)
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