Yeah, well there's a good reason for that one. Even if we did take one to the vet the other day. Had a broken wing. And yes he called me upset, because he couldn't get a hold of Dick to help him take it.
Tim avoids us like the plague. I think he's still sore that I accidently bleach bombed his hair. He grabbed my lightening shampoo because I forgot it in the bathroom.
I noticed before I opened the window. Good thing I got in the habbit of keeping sweats in your guys' sizes here.
[She points to the bathroom] You're not the only one who's come buy late night for ice cream and getting patched up. At this rate I should change from art's major to nursing. I get the practice.
Yeah, but ugh... I'd rather break noses than fix them.
[The league trained Grayson sips her coffee leaning against the wall.] Besides, I'm a circus brat, not Bruce's bio family. Healing isn't in the blood.
[She went to make a fresh pot and paused a moment going into the fridge. She knows how her brothers eat most of the time, pulling out some things she decides an omelet before the ice cream would probably be a good idea.]
Here. [She places the omelet and home fries in front of him.] And you tell ANYONE I can actually cook they won't find the body.
[She may be joking about that as she sits across from him at the counter that acts as her table, and slides over her phone with the footage of Tim with blondish hair.]
[There aren't any visible cuts or bruises on him so far but it eventually there's a few under his clothes as he makes a slight wince from his shoulder]
I got a lecture from Dick last time we worked together because I dislocated three shoulders and knees to disarm the crew we were after. Like a concussion is any better...
I don't use them. It's much easier to break bones with one. [She doesn't want to go past that point, someone is trying to be a good older sister to their baby brother]
I'll go get the icy hot then, and you're taking the bed tonight. I need to work on a paper for class anyway so I'll crash on the couch. [The fresh coffee's done so she gets a cup setting sugar cubes and the milk before him.]
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[Meanwhile, Jason's making good use of his parkour skills and grappling gun to reach Rayan's dorm. He's still several minutes away]
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And yes, I have pictures.
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Hey big little brother. [She's grinning.] So okay, pictures while I patch you up, or you want a shower first?
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Shower first. Same goon I mentioned tried to throw me into a dumpster too.
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[She points to the bathroom] You're not the only one who's come buy late night for ice cream and getting patched up. At this rate I should change from art's major to nursing. I get the practice.
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You'd give Dr. Thompkins a break too.
[He heads for the bathroom]
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[The league trained Grayson sips her coffee leaning against the wall.] Besides, I'm a circus brat, not Bruce's bio family. Healing isn't in the blood.
[She went to make a fresh pot and paused a moment going into the fridge. She knows how her brothers eat most of the time, pulling out some things she decides an omelet before the ice cream would probably be a good idea.]
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Eventually, he comes out of the bathroom in clean sweat clothes looking better and certainly ready to stay in the rest of the night]
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[She may be joking about that as she sits across from him at the counter that acts as her table, and slides over her phone with the footage of Tim with blondish hair.]
I only have creamer and sugar for the coffee.
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[He's only teasing as he digs into his meal]
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[She laughs.]
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[She's looking him over to see if he needs stitches or just bandages. He doesn't look like he's bleeding that bad at least.]
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[There aren't any visible cuts or bruises on him so far but it eventually there's a few under his clothes as he makes a slight wince from his shoulder]
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I got a lecture from Dick last time we worked together because I dislocated three shoulders and knees to disarm the crew we were after. Like a concussion is any better...
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[Jason gingerly touches his shoulder]
I'm just bruised. The body armor and helmet took the worst of the hits at least.
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I'll go get the icy hot then, and you're taking the bed tonight. I need to work on a paper for class anyway so I'll crash on the couch. [The fresh coffee's done so she gets a cup setting sugar cubes and the milk before him.]
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If you say so. Good thing you don't have roommates.
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