pictures in a box at home

[unmantled]

Who: unmantled and birdthright
When: after this thing
Where: Sector 9
Summary: Batdad left instructions. Two birds try to follow them.
Warnings: PROBABLY NONE?

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[birdthright]

[ Damian doesn't know what to feel about younger Dick. On one hand, he's curious. He's heard so many stories, and now he could see the living, breathing thing. It never truly sunk in that he was wearing Dick's crest -- his colours and legacy -- until the day the other boy had appeared in the Port. Though his stance, that he paved his way and struggling to live up to a predecessor was pathetic and beneath him, never changed; Damian still wanted to see ... the difference.

On the other hand, their first meeting did not go that smooth. Dick was rather frazzled from everything that had changed, and Damian was Damian. Generally, it wasn't the best way two mismatched former (or latter?) partners should meet.

A thud, and Damian lands on the concrete behind him. ]

You're early. [ He looks the scene over. Five hotdogs as promised.

But on a napkin? :| ]

[unmantled]

Yeah. [ He tries on a grin, more than a little pleased he'd noticed. ] Batman always says.

[ And he drags the napkin a little closer to the center of the slab he's sitting on, hoping Damian will take the cue to sit down. Somehow he's so much tinier in person. So small in that sharp, little parody of the Robin-suit. ]

Hotdogs, then creep busting.

[birdthright]

[ Sit down he does, legs dangling below him. If he wasn't already used to food on patrol, he likely would have agreed to none of this. ]

This can't be hygienic. [ BRING A LUNCHBOX NEXT TIME :| Nonetheless, he picks one up and takes a bite. ]

[unmantled]

Nah, wouldn't think so. [ well, he's not eating like he's starving, which means he must've been telling the truth about looking after himself. Which makes him wonder a little why Bruce would bother.

He takes a bite of his own hotdog, which is a good enough excuse not to voice that thought. He'd definitely overdone it on the relish. ]

...Bet Alfred'd have a fit if he knew.