You with the sad eyes[Open]

[notasidedick]

Who: Dick Grayson and Anyone who wants to run into him
Where: All over the Facility
When: All Week
Summary: Dick is at the disadvantage of not being able to communicate with his 'berry. He spends the week being out and about.
Rating: PG-13. R in case, but I really doubt it.
Warning: Severed body parts. Probably bad, distasteful jokes. Unhappy

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ALL WEEK LONG /idowhatiwant

[gingerbatgirl]

Wherever Dick is at the current moment Babs is with him, walking along next to him, her arms folded over her chest (her flat chest damn it Facility). She's been helping him as much as she can so far, opening doors for him and things like that. She's probably been pretty quiet so far though since she's busy working over something to do about Joker in her head. And coming up with nothing but that's not the point. She needs to tell Dick but she almost doesn't want to. On the one hand, he needs to know. He's a big boy, he can handle it. But on the other...he's been in such a bad mood lately that she's hesitant to pile more on.

Whatever, she'll just focus on hunting for body parts. Can this week be over yet?

AWW SNAP

[notasidedick]

He's been spending a lot of time glancing over Babs' shoulder to watch the network. It was just so much easier to watch the network on a 'berry that was actually in use.

"Penny for your thoughts? It seems like there's a lot on your mind." Hell, he'll bite the bullet. If it's something on her mind. It can't be good. And usually if it's bad for her, it's bad for him.

It's not like he expects things to get suddenly better.

[gingerbatgirl]

She knows he's doing that which is why she's not continuing to stare at the lock Joker managed to get into. That and she's pretty sure dwelling on that one little thing isn't good for her. When Dick speaks she just glances over at him, giving him a tiny smile before shaking her head.

"It's nothing, really. It's just been a long couple of weeks."

[notasidedick]

He tilts his head with a raised eyebrow, but doesn't push the subject. He's sure that she'll tell him whatever it is when she needs to or feels like she should. And maybe it just means he can rest a little easier. Not that he's really feeling any less conflicted at the moment.

"Ah. Well, after what I heard about what I missed, I can see why. I'm a little glad I wasn't around at the very least. Things probably would have ended terribly."

Tuesday, their room

[azhee_maii]

[Hrm, how strange, the door is opening. And someone's arm is sticking through. And waving.

Wait a minute Dick. That's your arm. Specifically, the one you lost during Saw week.

And there's Roy, popping his head in, looking all too pleased with himself.]

Hey Robbie, look what I found.

[Where oh where did he get that morbid sense of humor.]

[notasidedick]

[He looks at the arm for a minute. He wasn't surprised so much for the fact that there was an arm waving at him. Well his arm waving at him. It's the fact that he knows that the arm Roy found wasn't his right arm. Therefore the arm he lost for this week.]

...That's my left arm. [Master of the obvious.] Why is that my left arm?

[azhee_maii]

[Good job, World's Second Greatest Detective.] I know! So chances are pretty good that your right arm's around somewhere, right? I mean, it doesn't make sense for them to take it away only to give you the other back.

[Now where to put the damn thing... Maybe on the top bunk, they don't use it anyway.]

Unless they're just messing with us, which is always a possibility.

[notasidedick]

I guess it won't be too hard to find that one too though. [He says this a little quietly. Tim's termination is still a bit of a sore spot. The scars are the only things he has left of the other, as unhealthy as that sounds.]

I wouldn't put it past them, but I guess I should keep watch of it potentially being around.

WEDNESDAY why not

[faultlesscon]

Alex had gone to visit Dick, upon not hearing from him on the network for some reason. Upon the shocking discovery, he decided to walk with the other. Its casual for the most part, but considering that they are supposed to be looking for body parts, he is less than enthusiastic, hands in his pockets. He hasn't had food in nearly a week and that doesn't bother him but the lack of water he's able to take in is hurting him; every attempt to eat or drink results in.. horrible things.

Still, he's yet to mention to Dick that he has actually lost his stomach, so he'll keep quiet on that. Looking over his shoulder, he raises an eyebrow. "You alright there?

[notasidedick]

It must have been a shocking revelation. The no armed Dick!

He's been trying to figure out what Alex is missing, but hasn't quite asked yet. He doesn't really want to pry, and if he knew that Alex lost his stomach, Dick would probably stress out more trying to find ways to make Alex's life a little less hectic.

"I'm alright," he responded automatically. It's just how he's been responding to that question as of late.

[faultlesscon]

Sadly? Its not that surprising when he thinks about it; its just the fact that Dick can't do many things now that weighs more on his mind. He nods.

"If you say so." Then again this is Dick, so that answer doesn't really fly. Alas, life goes on. "Don't want to talk about anything, I suppose?" And by anything, he really does mean anything. "So what are we looking for again?"

[notasidedick]

He still has his legs at least. It could always be worst. Somehow. Sadly, his life tends to enjoy doing those terrible twists.

"I don't really want to talk about anything." He answered that carefully. There was a very fine distinction of wanting to talk and perhaps needing to. There was just a lot on his mind. "Arms. Other missing parts. I guess I should look for a pair of breasts. Those belong to Babs."

In front of door #445465, Tuesday

[kickymeat]

Chie's found him in front of a door, the sixteen year old blinking a little but stepping forward to help him with that accursed door. Using the one hand with fingers, the other pretty much lacking any digits. "Here-"

She holds it open for him a small smile.

[notasidedick]

"Thanks." He looks a little sheepish. The lack of arms are kind of sad when people have to open doors for him. "It's kind of difficult to get around this week."

[kickymeat]

Chie offers him up a smidgen brighter of a smile. "I can guess, I had problems getting around for awhile too- so," Here Dick, have another awkward teenager. "I figured I'd help you with the door at least."

[notasidedick]

That's okay. He's used to awkward teenagers. It probably doesn't help that he tends to be pretty forward at times. "It's nice of you to do. It's hard to know which people here would open a door for you or laugh at you. Then again, they could do both."

Thursday, around two AM

[gotthesescars]

[Maybe it was time for little rats and bats to be tucked in, but there was one dapper gentleman just starting his search. moving quietly from shadow to shadow, Joker was steadily searching for his red-stained smile, checking each suite in turn. He glimpses Dick's turned back through a doorway, chuckling softly to himself as he moves into another suite.

Maybe one of the little kiddies had found it and thought it was a toy...

Dick might get just the tiniest glimpse of makeup slipping deeper into the suite before he disappears entirely.]

[notasidedick]

[TO CHASE JOKER OR TO LET IT BE.

...He might just let it be. What is he going to do? Somehow stop Joker with his no arms. Haha. That would be a riot.]