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Richard "Dick" Grayson ([personal profile] bludhavenknight) wrote in [community profile] tushanshu2013-12-03 08:59 pm

Video; In which cold weather is clearly the best!

[Everyone gets to see two familiar faces this time, with a couple of twists. Dick (the elder) is sitting down in the chair, wearing a bright red coat with white trim, a hat of the same color, and of course, a beard to match the whole thing. It’s pulled down, though, so you can see his face. And his wonderful assistant, Zatanna, is standing behind him, dressed up like the most beautiful elf there is. They’re both looking pretty happy about this.]

It’s getting cold out! And what does cold mean? Holiday fun, of course. So I, and my amazing elf assistant here, have decided that Santa Claus needs to come to the turtle. [See what he did there? See it? Okay, good.]

And so it is with pleasure that we let everyone know-- [He gets cut off as Zatanna leans forward, and he looks up at her.]

[The fifteen-year-old elf bends down until she's level with his ear, covering her mouth so she could whisper something secretively to him.]

Really?

[She nods, and offers a playful wink.] Trust me. I know a guy who knows the guy personally.

[Dick looks back at the screen, and his voice drops into a perfect, heavy Russian accent.] Is this better?

[She practically has to bite her tongue to keep from bursting out laughing. Impressive. She should've known.] It'll do.

[Dick grins.] I’d like to invite everyone to come over to the Wood sector, where we have a little holiday party going on.

[He stops, laughing and shaking his head. He has to drop the Russian accent.] Okay, I can’t keep that one up, but I tried! Anyway, we’ve got a small thing going on in a café in the Wood sector, with some cakes and gingerbread-ish things, and some hot drinks. And what would Santa be without his...

[He holds up a huge, red velvet-like bag.] Bag, yes! And it is filled with little odds and ends, so there are presents for all!

[Dick sets the bag down, and pulls the beard back up with a grin.] And to all, a good... day? Yeah, that still works. To all, a good day! Remember, café in the Wood sector, we’ll be here awhile!

[ooc: Action is absolutely welcome.]
demon_brat: (Broody little bat (Robin))

[personal profile] demon_brat 2013-12-16 05:37 am (UTC)(link)
[ Damian's read files and files, back home, while his spine recovered, and while he was healing from other injuries. In the years when Dick had been Nightwing before, yes, he had teamed up. But he'd never asked for it that had been recorded - those had been chance situations, not choice. That was the pattern that he had seen. ]

[ So now he shrugs. This Grayson doesn't really know, not the way everybody's choices turn away from Damian, sooner or later. Old habits dying hard, he thinks it's probably for the better that he doesn't know, too much weakness revealed, too soon. But maybe he doesn't manage to hide it quite so well as he means to, because his voice is way tighter than it should be. ]

If you say so.
demon_brat: (Broody little bat (Robin))

[personal profile] demon_brat 2013-12-18 06:40 am (UTC)(link)
[ Immediately. ]

I know you're not lying.

[ Not even a shred of doubt. But then, slower, and looking down. ]

I just...

I know Nightwing is what you want. I couldn't see that, before. [ But he's older now. He's also had time to observe the younger Dick. And to think. ] And I have no place beside Nightwing. So I thought...

[ That what Dick wants is more important than what Damian wants. (Wrong conclusion here is only in what he thought Dick wanted.) ]

[ So now he's confused. ]