[ he lifts his eyes to the ceiling, like he's about to roll them. but then thinks better of it. ]
My name is Damian Wayne. My mother is Talia al Ghul. I have a younger sister, Athanasia. In my world you're the oldest, second is Tim, third is Jason, and then myself.
I was raised by the League of Assassins until the age of eight. At which point I left to live with my father and learn from him. You served as my mentor, Jason served as a distraction, Tim as an annoyance. You were briefly Batman and I was your Robin.
[ god how much does he get into? his world is a nightmare. ]
this is the best information ever. dick grins at him. if not for the empathy bond that makes others skittish, he would have put his arm around damian.
though he stops smiling. looking thoughtful. ]
You can say I'm dead. It's okay. [ the expression on damian's face when he'd come in had been confusing.
damian took his name. another one he hadn't thought he'd share, but he guesses he's that guy now. at least it's a family member. jason can have robin. so can tim. and damian can have robin and nightwing too.
dick was never going to retire peacefully.
though he'll be mad if he died wearing the cowl. ]
damian isn't quite as good at masking his emotions as one might expect him to be. part of it is being raised by honest and true boyscout clark kent after his own father had failed him, and part of that is what came with that boyscout not being so good anymore. his gaze drops, something painful crossing his face. ]
... You died when I was thirteen. There was an accident.
[ damian loves his brother dearly, but Jason is sometimes even less a team player than he is. And all that self loathing gets in his way more than anything else does.
But, then again, the Jason that Dick knows might not have been quite so broken. ]
he's clearly not sure what to do with that, his eyes widening a fraction. he should be immune to how this feels after all the time with the Dick before, he thinks. any little bit of attention or praise feels like it changes the whole damn world. he can't quite keep the smile off his face.
that's the problem with putting the dead on a pedestal. and dick might not be proud of how they do things. the regime of his world isn't anything to aspire to and damian's been leading the charge. ]
Please. I've been bossing them around since I was thirteen. [ is this being tsundere. stop being tsundere damian. also bragging? stop. ] Besides, I was just following in your footsteps. Nightwing belongs in the League.
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My name is Damian Wayne. My mother is Talia al Ghul. I have a younger sister, Athanasia. In my world you're the oldest, second is Tim, third is Jason, and then myself.
I was raised by the League of Assassins until the age of eight. At which point I left to live with my father and learn from him. You served as my mentor, Jason served as a distraction, Tim as an annoyance. You were briefly Batman and I was your Robin.
[ god how much does he get into? his world is a nightmare. ]
I don't get along with my father.
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he can suspect what it is here. ]
My second is Jason. I don't know a Tim. [ more robins. his name means a lot to more boys.
he didn't want to share. but okay. it's not his call anymore. ]
At least it was brief. [ he can't imagine being batman. unless bruce was dead.
even if bruce was dead. only if damian had needed robin that much. and robin needed batman. ]
I'm not keen on the cowl.
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You weren't back then, either.
[ and damian had been so betrayed when he'd given it up. his eyes drop to the floor, dark brows drawing together. ]
I succeeded you as Nightwing.
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now he knows better. ]
Nightwing. [ what a cool name. ]
Did I pick that for myself? [ please say yes. ]
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You did. But I suspect you borrowed it from Kryptonian mythology without realizing it.
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[ it's from superman?
this is the best information ever. dick grins at him. if not for the empathy bond that makes others skittish, he would have put his arm around damian.
though he stops smiling. looking thoughtful. ]
You can say I'm dead. It's okay. [ the expression on damian's face when he'd come in had been confusing.
damian took his name. another one he hadn't thought he'd share, but he guesses he's that guy now. at least it's a family member. jason can have robin. so can tim. and damian can have robin and nightwing too.
dick was never going to retire peacefully.
though he'll be mad if he died wearing the cowl. ]
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damian isn't quite as good at masking his emotions as one might expect him to be. part of it is being raised by honest and true boyscout clark kent after his own father had failed him, and part of that is what came with that boyscout not being so good anymore. his gaze drops, something painful crossing his face. ]
... You died when I was thirteen. There was an accident.
[ it was an accident. ]
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he doesn't feel anything. he should. but it's not sad to know. ]
As long as it wasn't stupid. Here lies Dick Grayson, run over by a golf cart. [ but it obviously affects damian.
dick reaches out to him. ]
Can I? [ hug him. ]
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[ it's not a lie. but it's a lie by omission. ]
I'd rather you didn't.
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well.
he fell and no one caught him. poetic in a way.
if he doesn't ask for details, he can fill in the picture. it'll probably be better than the truth. ]
Okay. [ but it's here if damian wants it. ] I know about the empathy bond, and... anytime you want.
[ damian is welcome to reach out to him. ]
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I'll keep that in mind.
[ ... ]
What about you?
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well, dick can relate.
but he won't press. damian bleeds for him. that's enough. ]
Me? [ he shrugs. ] I'm mentoring the Titans. At least until Jason steps up to lead them. Then I'm done.
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[ forgive his shock here. ]
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Is there a reason he shouldn't? [ he understands if jay doesn't want to. but everyone acting like this is the worst idea.
he's not jay's biggest fan, but the kid wants a family. the titans are that family. is it hard? ]
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[ damian loves his brother dearly, but Jason is sometimes even less a team player than he is. And all that self loathing gets in his way more than anything else does.
But, then again, the Jason that Dick knows might not have been quite so broken. ]
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It's his choice - the team looks to him. He's Robin. [ the team looks to dick because he takes charge of stuff. he hates it.
besides, he thinks it will help jason. ]
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[ after the nasty breakup you had, what a mess that was. ]
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You're not with the Titans?
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[ and raven had been too. for a time, at least. though they never called it the Justice League anymore. ]
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You're...
[ omg ]
That's great! I'm... [ is it cool to say he's so proud????? he doesn't even go here. ]
I'm proud of you.
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he's clearly not sure what to do with that, his eyes widening a fraction. he should be immune to how this feels after all the time with the Dick before, he thinks. any little bit of attention or praise feels like it changes the whole damn world. he can't quite keep the smile off his face.
that's the problem with putting the dead on a pedestal. and dick might not be proud of how they do things. the regime of his world isn't anything to aspire to and damian's been leading the charge. ]
Please. I've been bossing them around since I was thirteen. [ is this being tsundere. stop being tsundere damian. also bragging? stop. ] Besides, I was just following in your footsteps. Nightwing belongs in the League.
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but he doesn't know where he's going either. he'll figure it out.
dick focuses back on damian. ]
League of Assassins to Justice League is a big deal. Take the compliment. [ have it while it lasts, little d. ]
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You've met that side of my family, right? The choice was easy.
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I just told you to take the compliment, D. [ the al ghuls were brutal. he wouldn't blame damian for running away.
but he was also raised by them. dick remembers talia being very proud. ]
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I imagine you have questions about this place.
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tw child abuse bc what the fuck injustice bruce
wtf
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