001. un: damian wayne. audio. ourpowers.

[batricide]

I'll keep this short and simple.

My name is Damian Wayne. If this has any meaning to you, I suggest you contact me before I feel the need contact you.

As for the rest of you, how many of you know how to fight? I don't mean a tussle in the school yard, I mean a fight for your life. If you don't, I suggest you learn. Fast.

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[batricide]

[ yeah.

yeah, this might kill him a little. Seeing Dick Grayosn as Dick Grayson was before he became the kind of man saints aspire to be. Damian pillows his chin in his hand, tries not to stare, fails and just leans into it.

He's Bruce's son. But his expression, unlike his father's, is readable. Curious with a deliberate attempt to appear... friendly.

He's not great at friendly, forgive him. ]

Sorry for the lackluster welcome. [ it sounds sarcastic, but he means it to be genuine. there's a flash of apology in his eyes. ] I was undercover.

[hackingyoursensors]

[ Dick can work with "trying but bad at being friendly." He notices the staring, but it doesn't particularly bother him. He knows next to nothing about Damian, but he does know that meeting a teenaged version of your older brother would be jarring.

So he shrugs, still smiling. ]

Don't worry about it. Jason told me you were busy. Besides, I don't need the red carpet rolled out. Tea's more than fine.