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I drove for miles and miles and wound up at your door [In Progress]

Jan 26, 2010 00:38

WHO: Dick Grayson & Jilly Coppercorn
WHAT: A reunion
WHERE: Theirs and Bart's home | Batbase 2.0!
WHEN: Just as soon as his boat docks!

( I've had you so many times but somehow I want more )

Ω jilly coppercorn, place - housing district, Ω nightwing/dick grayson

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fairy_skies January 26 2010, 00:53:20 UTC

The knock on the door surprised her. She wasn't expecting Bart or Tim home for a few more hours now, not that they ever knocked anyway. Jilly set her sketchbook and pulled herself up off the couch. After a moments thought, she opened the journal. Not that the noise of a normal conversation would be loud enough to be recorded, but if there was shouting...

She hated it, but she couldn't help being a little more cautious ever since the house had been broken into. Opening the door, however, chased all that from her mind. She couldn't do anything, but stare for a few minutes, leaning heavily on the door because she'd forgotten how very good Dick was at surprising the hell out of her sometimes. And he looked... different... Older maybe, or just different.

"...Dick?"

So clearly this conversation needs to be recorded... knightprodigy January 26 2010, 20:02:30 UTC

"Yippie-ki-yay..?" He breathed out with an uncertain laugh. Of course he repeated the same thing he'd said to her back then, the scene was fresh in his mind. That and... he couldn't think of anything else to say.

Clearly! fairy_skies January 26 2010, 20:42:13 UTC

She blinked and laughed, "If you think you can buy me off with pizza this time..."

She broke off reaching out to pull him into a hug, "You big dope, get in here."

knightprodigy January 26 2010, 21:11:30 UTC

He had no way near the same sort of tensing reaction as he had with Roy. It struck him as strange, you know, just how easy it was to fall back into this, into her. But she was like a much needed breath of fresh air. Of life. Invigorating.

"Steak," he wrapped his arms around her tight, kissed her cheek, and buried his face in her curls, holding her close, while he went over their first meal. "You had red wine."

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