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Jan 07, 2010 18:29

WHO: Dick Grayson, Jan Valentine & Aisling
WHAT: A question, an answer and a promise.
WHERE: Dick's cell, the castle prison.
WHEN: Dated for the 16th

( A heart that's full up like a landfill. A job that slowly kills you. )

jan valentine, place - castle cells, npc - aisling, Ω nightwing/dick grayson

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feel free to totally skip me whever you want, i'll just... swim vaguely in and out. 8| bitchin_beanie January 8 2010, 06:19:14 UTC

Jan wasn't really sleeping. He didn't do much of that, not anymore. But he was close enough to it that the sound of Dick's voice didn't cause much more than a lazy stir. He'd given up on his inane rambling at Dick days ago -- weeks ago? It was easy to lose track of time in here -- and hadn't moved all that much since then. He was just about ready to ignore it and slip back into his almost sleep when a definitive word came from the general direction of Dick's cell.

Jan's eyes finally opened, his arms (both of them, the diminished one had been making an unexpected but pretty damn welcome come back) shifted down from their wrap around his knees to rest on the floor instead.

For once, though, Jan didn't say anything. Maybe he wasn't quite all present yet, or maybe it was the understanding that it wasn't him being addressed. Either way he held his tongue, sharp eyes cutting easily through the gloom of the cells.

rivestar January 9 2010, 03:01:50 UTC

For a few moments, there was nothing but silence. And it may have seemed like an even crazier idea than initially thought, to summon a god just by calling his name out in some dimly lit dungeon ( ... )

Back now! orz knightprodigy January 15 2010, 19:34:36 UTC

Dick couldn't believe his eyes. You're kidding, right? That had actually worked? Woah.

"Uh," nice start, very eloquent. "Sorry if I woke you."

Dick crossed the cold stone floor of his cell to the bars, where he looked down on Aisling. For all that his mask hid, Nightwing's domino had always failed at concealing the sad, expressive nature of the young man's face.

bitchin_beanie January 16 2010, 20:03:07 UTC

...What, that was all it took to summon a god around here? Well damn. He wondered if they granted favors as easy, too. But though he'd taken more interest, Jan stayed quiet still. He might actually get more outta this by watching than barging in and demanding attention -- not to mention it'd been hard to summon the energy for that sort of thing lately. And besides, what reason did Dick have for wanting to talk to a god? This could be interesting.