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[goddamnbatsperm]

[~SOMEONE~ is being brought back to the Batbarn after a little encounter. He looks pretty ripped up]

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[insertdickjoke]

How do you feel, Damian?

[still carrying gingerly]

[insertdickjoke]

You should've given me a call.

[goddamnbatsperm]

Because I'm so good at that.

[insertdickjoke]

You take after your father a lot.

[goddamnbatsperm]

[Juts his chin out a little, in pride. He's working really hard to control showing the amount of pain he's in]

When do I get drugs?

[insertdickjoke]

I'll go get you some, so we can patch you up easily.

[goddamnbatsperm]

[Looking pretty pale! but trying to hide how sick he feels]

Fine.

[insertdickjoke]

[bounces off to do that! if only we had Alfred :(]

[goddamnbatsperm]

[IF ONLY INDEED]

[insertdickjoke]

[comes back with several options]

Do you wanna be awake or put down?

[goddamnbatsperm]

Stay 'wake.

I feel like my arm is bleeding a lot.

[insertdickjoke]

That's what I choose, too, even if Alfie hates it. Good thing he's not here, right?

[gives Damian a smaller dose than what is initially set up, since, you know, ten-year-old]

[goddamnbatsperm]

He should be here.

[insertdickjoke]

[noticeably slumps a little]

He's holding Gotham together for us to come home.

Or maybe he's just waiting for Bruce.

[goddamnbatsperm]

You'll probably leave scars with your stitching.

[insertdickjoke]

Should I let Babs handle it?