[033] backdated to Tuesday

[terminates]

[OPEN SPAM IN THE GYM]

[He's pissed.

It isn't often that things are so raw, but today -- today, is in exception. Again, he fell asleep, and again he wakes up, only to find others gone. He wishes it could be him, that every day he rolled out of bed or rose out of the chair (Wintergreen's favorite), he wasn't still hereSlamming a fist into the

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HELLO C:

[batmanschmatman]

[Dick isn't affected, and without an inmate to babysit or anything in particular he should be doing, he's mostly just been wandering around trying to find something to occupy himself with.

This means heading down to the gym, and it's probably some terrible irony that Slade happens to be there too. It's been... easier to see him around, after everything that's happened, and considering he no longer feels his blood pressure going through the roof at just seeing him, Dick's considering it a good thing.

It doesn't take an idiot to realize that Slade's in in a crappy mood, but at this point, Dick is pretty sure he's heard him - he hadn't exactly been in Bat stealth mode when he'd entered the gym - and he can't just scamper off now.

So, lingering sort of in the doorway, after a slight pause, he finally formally announces that Slade's not by himself anymore.]

Hey.

OH HI C:

[terminates]

[Yes, he heard him. Lately, Dick's presence hasn't actually grated as much as usual, but given his mood, it's more of an irritant than ever.

He glowers at the younger man.]

You had to pick now, didn't you? You couldn't have waited or gone back.

This is hideous

[batmanschmatman]

[Well. That was weird. Dick just stared, wondering what the hell was wrong with him to make him this... not quiet.

Probably the flood.]

... Sorry?

It really is.

[terminates]

[Very perceptive, Dick. Don't mind him as he spews more verbal diarrhea at you.]

Sorry for what? For being here? For being you?

You shouldn't apologize to me for anything after what I did. If anything I should thank you for taking Rose off my hands before she got killed.

...this is going to be so terrible.

[terminates]

[You should have left, Eddie. He's in a bad enough mood to throttle someone right now.

Maybe you.]

It'd be worse if I'd just come back from the dead.

Why are you here?

sob this flood is going to break him.

[terminates]

The toll in our world was worse. Every time I died, I'd come back in a fit of animalistic rage that lasted for a day. No idea what I was doing.

[His mouth thins a little.]

Who'd you piss off this time?

I'm pissed because someone I actually gave a damn about left, I was in a coma for days again, and I'm still fucking here.

[general_chang]

[Chang, also affected, came in filled with frustration. Humans. He paused at the mess. And quirked an eye at Slade.]

[terminates]

[He pauses and looks at the other. And word vomits some more:]

It's been a shitty day.

What happened to you?

[general_chang]

I spoke to this taHqeq, he is stupid and foolish and I wish to kill him. But I won't because it is pointless. It will not free me from his prattling and all I would achieve is getting his noxious odour on my clothes. Then my warden returned, a waste and declaring his need to return home. It is annoying, particularly if he will imply that he is here for me. [He looks disgusted at himself.]

so late /sob

[terminates]

There are a lot of idiots on this ship. Who was it?

[This face. :|]

If he needed to be there, he never should have come.

[terminates]

[He just...kind of glowers at her. Interrupting assassins in horrible moods is generally a bad idea.]

If I was going to wreck the whole place I would have done it already.

I'll clean it up.

[Later. When he doesn't feel the urge to hit something as strongly.]

soooob i am so late ;A;

[terminates]

I'm pissed because Coyolxauhqui left while I was in a damn coma, and I'm sick of being on this ship.

[And that's...way more verbose than he ever is about, uh...anything.]