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[Damian shrugs at the offer but heads to Todd's game stash.]

No, not really, but the question was asking in the hopes you found something more out there than another bar fight.

No one likes to get predictable. [Rather than getting a game off the shelf though, he instead kneels down and gets a first aid kit out of the drawer under the games. He also takes out some bandages and disinfectant, all working off memory from Pennyworth's lessons in field medial.]

Let's see it. [He says in a tone that implies this is an order and not a request.]

Edited 2018-02-06 21:28 (UTC)

Monsters and bar fights are pretty much all I get to do these days. Granted, I have to be more careful with the bar brawls, Jake wants to ban me from four winds after the last table I broke.

[ Four Winds was the bar where he met Puzzle, where Frank through him through a window. So he was kind of telling the truth. Either way it didn't show in his features. ]

Tell me about it, I hate it.

[ Luckily Jason's injuries were mostly the mean black eye. He looked confused when Damian came his way with medical supplies. But he moved the carots. The bruise was already looking pretty bad. Though there was a small nick near his temple where clearly someone was wearing a ring and just barely caught him So, two hits nearly the same spot, someone had to be strong to bruise Todd like that.]

Nothing really to see, Lil D.

Nonsense. [He snapped a glove over his hand.]

I clearly see a small abrasion near the eye. Along with heavy bruising that can all cause infection in the eye which can lead to the brain.

[He recites as if reading from a medical text... because it likely is from one he memorized. There is no point in learning something if you weren’t going all in, right? Field medical was easy enough to pick up. He was even taught it a bit at the Al Ghul compoud for wilderness training.

He leans in, inspecting the area before picking up so disinfectant and a cotter ball before badding. He might need to be told to use a gentler touch though, his bedside manner just might need some work.]

Edited 2018-02-07 15:20 (UTC)

[ Jason sighed some and leaned back on the chair to lower himself a little more so that Damian can look it over. ]

bastard was wearing a ring, their are unspoken rules of bar brawls, no rings is kind of a no brainer. Only cowards wear rings in a brawl.

[ Where Jason should have told him to be careful, he didn't he took the pain since he felt he deserved that much.]

Agreed, but you shouldn't be getting into bar brawls with civilians, Todd... you should also be trained better than this.

[Damian pauses his wound tending to look Jason in the eyes.]

You were punched in the face by a drunk civilian... If your skills have become so lax, perhaps the punch was deserved. [He says, things clearly not clicking and his disappointed little frown makes it clear he might be piecing something together.]

I wouldn't call that load of jackasses civilians. Most of them are cut throats, if they can dish it out they can take it.

[ Yet something in his tone wavered, as he shifted his eyes away from the younger, yep, he's hiding something. Jason rarely saw a point in lying so unless he needed a solid reason like his identity he didn't usually try. Truth was he didn't want Damian to know where his bruises came from. He felt like Atlas trying to balance everything he wanted to do. ]

A bit of both maybe. Either way, it doesn't matter. It happened, it's over with.

[Lucky for Todd, Damian was still a little slow when it came to reading people, but unlucky for you he's been lied to so often in life that he picks up on the tension you're suddenly exuding with your lies.]

Yes, it will if your drinking continues. [He says matter of factly, but his bats with the cotton swab get lighter.]

Is the uptake in your drinking due to your increase in responsibilities? [Out of the other Robins he knew Todd to be the most unstable. He didn't expect the man to take well to the role of guardian, but, he still stepped up. Damian wasn't the best at expressing appreciation, but he did appreciate it.]

Don't stress so much... You're doing fine with it. [He says softly, eyes looking anywhere but at Todd.] But try giving some of your burdens to Drake and I.

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[ He can't win with the other Birds but that's okay, he knew better.

Though, he rolled his eyes at the comment as Damian batted at the wound.]

I've been drinking longer than you've been alive, kid, it's not going to hinder my work or hurt you kids. And no, if you must know, its actually slowed it down.... a lot.

[ He grumbled, before looking just a touch relieved.]

Really? I feel like I'm fucking it up, and seriously, I said I got this, I don't need help despite feeling like a fuck up.

[Honestly, no, Todd would have never been his first choice for this kind of situation. Even though they were from the same world and time, he didn’t really know Todd. Sure he came through for the family when needed but there was also that run, where he was a huge traitor and bats, tend to hold grudges. They forgive but rarely forget. Nevertheless, the situation was forcing Damian to do something he never liked doing. Putting faith in someone else.]

It's injury to yourself or an arrest for your “bar fighting”, [If that’s what you wish to call it, but Damian is very much doubting the truth in that statement.] that's the concern.

[He pauses to stick a band-aid over a cut on Todd's brow.]

Stop being dramatic, you aren't messing up, [For one their diet isn't mainly cereal and pizza anymore.] but you are taking on more than is necessary.

Edited 2018-02-23 04:15 (UTC)

[ Jason didn't blame anyone for lacking faith in him. He knew his sins better than most but his betrayals usually had purpose or happened with conflicting loyalties. He was trying the last few years to be better, the best he could anyway without compromising what was left of himself for someone else who wouldn't care.

He had faith the boys cared in their own ways, but Jason's example of parents well... Damian met his dad after Tim was in his life, so he at least met Bruce at a better state than Jason had... and not to mention Willis. His father was half the reason he worried about being in charge of the boys. He didn't want to damage them like he was. ]

I can cover injuries if it comes to it, I do it enough. As for getting arrested, that wont happen. Not again. I promise.

[ He closed his eyes while Damian put the bandage on, after promising.]

We're Robins, we are all dramatic, kid. [ They were lucky he liked food at least he enjoys cooking. ] Maybe, but someone has to carry the load. I don't mean it as a bad thing, you and Jon are family, this is what families do.

I don't believe in promises, Todd, I judge from actions. [His mother promising the world on a silver platter just to disown him and cast him aside like some useless pawn piece on her chest board. Father promising to never let him go again only to outright forget him. Abandon him. Leaving him to wonder if he had a place back home at all. But that's why they were all here, right?

So no, promises no longer held weight.]

Am not. [Whatever do you mean? Nothing dramatic about wearing tights, hanging someone from the ceiling by their ankles, or interrogating jaywalkers. Psh.

As for the family thing, he couldn't really say much. He had the least knowledge about what made a family work out of them all.]

Tt, since when did you start calling me family? [He picks the frozen carrots up, slapping them back down on Todd's bruised face. Only Grayson said gross stuff like that, not that he was here right now to do that. Which just brought up a whole new rise in feeling of abandonment, but again... he was growing used to it.]

I can't fault you that.

[ He couldn't, people had a pretty bad record with him as well, though he himself broke a lot of promises in the past. Still, he didn't want Damian to grow up like he did. So, he had to do better by him, better by Jon. ]

Bullshit, bird-boy.

[ He shifted the carrots back once Damian slapped them back to his face.] Easy, brat, shit. [ Okay, cold slapped to his face clearly bothered him more than the rest.]

I dont know, guess everyone else yelling your my brother is finally sticking.

[ He took a breath then, standing up.]

Today's been a real bitch, I need a drink, do you want anything, pipsqueak?

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[ He was too young to drink even by this world's laws. Not that he had a desire to develop the habit. ]

Tea. Brown sugar instead of white. A fresh cut lemon. In a china cup. [ He said curtly as he followed Todd into the kitchen. ]

Edited 2018-03-22 03:34 (UTC)

[ The sad part is, Jason would have handed one of his drinks to Damian just to see him turn green. No one likes Alcohol the first time, and if he could deter Damian from ever picking it up, he'd have done some good. ]

Your such a picky little brat. But, Tea actually sounds nice. I'll start the water, you pick what we'll have.

[ He spoke as he opened the fridge and twisted the top off one of the few beers he kept in the house, that was all he was willing to have on hand in the house in sight, the whiskey was hidden under the couch. Taking a drink he moved to lift and fill the kettle.

Then set the beer down to look to see if they even had lemon... or china.]

Edited 2018-03-22 03:36 (UTC)

[ Damian climbed up on one of the counters to take out the Earl Gray tea bags. ]

Did you perform poorly in the bar fight? Is that why you're in a mood?

[ He set down some cups before jumping off the counter and getting the lemon. ]

I told you, the bastard that got the hit in on me looks a lot worse, so no. I did fine. I can handle my own.

[ He grumbled from the fridge, finally finding some lemon slices and tossing them on the counter as he leaned and took a drink from his drink.]

You don't want to know why I'm in a mood. Your to young and your to you to care.

[ You say that but you're still bruised and in a mood. ]

If it'll help keep you out of pointless bar fights and social workers from dragging Jon away, then I want to hear it.

[ He says, setting up the cups for the water. ]

I'm not going to let them take Jon, or you. Over my dead body.

[ He had that look in his eyes a moment like he meant it, he'd go down fighting for them, no one else would. Someone needed to.]

It's stupid and petty... and over a damn girl.

[ He sighed and hated himself just a bit for saying that.]

I hate being human, why do we need people? We are more efficient without them.

I'd rather it not resort to another death. Just cut back on the bar brawls.

[ Well THAT last bit he could get on board with. People were confusing and so unpredictable sometimes. It's part of what he hated about his step-brothers sometimes and even Jon. They just seemed to understand people so well. ]

For resources and information is what I've observed. I'm assuming the girl is Hana.

[ It didn't take a detective to connect the dots on that one. ]

Been there done that, didn't even get a t-shirt. [ He mused with a tired grin. It was always a good time for a death joke.] I'll see what I can do, no promises.

[ Jason tried to understand people, he wasn't the worst bat at it, but he still had issues.

He took another drink as Damian spoke on before he sat the bottle down and moved to grab the kettle as it screamed, to pour the water in each cup.]

Bite me, it's not that easy to see. And its complicated... but yeah, it's about her. I did something today that I'm sure would get me a gold star in B's employee review. [ Sitting the kettle down he placed the brown sugar container down with a spoon for Damian, grabbing some honey for himself.]

Death has no gift shop. [Damian deadpans. His death jokes having a far more dry air to them. Tt, please. He rolls his eyes at Todd insisting he wasn't easy to read.

Damian couldn't begin to understand fully understand people, but he did understand how emotions and making bad choices when your angry can make you do illogical things. So out of all the bat clan, Todd was probably the easiest to read for him.

He pauses mixing the sugar cubes into his tea when Todd said his next line. He was trying to cut you some slack because you have done a lot for him and Jon but...] Was she hurt? I'm a prime example of why one should not use one of Father's moves to scorn a woman.

Edited 2018-03-24 01:15 (UTC)

It's called a joke, Kid. [ Jason knew they had different ways of handling their deaths, for Jason it was his terrible humor.

Todd and Lil Wayne were the most alike outside of Papa Bats himself. Jason tended to act on impulse instead of thinking everything little detail through.]

...She's not hurt, Jesus I'm not B, and no your not. Don't let your parents make you think that shit either.

[ Despite the fact that hours ago he made a crack that Damian was a reason to wear condoms, he didn't want his brother feeling that way.]

Actually, I'd venture to say she's happier than she's ever been. She asked my opinion on something, and I gave her the best answer.

[ He grabbed the honey pouring some in his tea, before he lifted the bottle and finished draining the beer in it, like some kind of college frat boy. Waste not, want not.]

I was a calculated design gone wrong on my mother's side and a mistake father seeks to rectify. [ said factually and clinically. ] I hold no delusions about my birth, I only seek to make it I life I'm not ashamed to look back on. [ Said by a 13 year old but sounds already like someone who's lived a full life of regrets.]

What did she ask?

[ He finishes mixing his tea and takes a polite sip, thinking he had an idea where this was heading, but let Todd run the pace of this conversation. ]

Edited 2018-04-02 15:40 (UTC)

[ For a moment, Jason almost feel bad for his little brother. He tossed the empty bottle away as he leaned on the counter and offered him an almost sympathetic look. He could never understand how Talia was so good to him, but so terrible to Damian.]

Well, that's the past, no point looking back, I may not mean much, but you've made me nothing but proud... and annoyed. But mostly proud.

[ Returning to the counter he leaned a bit, to wrap both hands around the cup to let the warmth soak into his fingers a moment.]

My thoughts on Shiro and her as a couple. I told her if he makes her happy go for it, so she is. [ he shrugged a bit.] I'm just being a selfish prick right now, I should be happy for her, but, I'm not.

... Not sure how complimentary that is coming from the family Black sheep.

[ Damian says when he feels Jason's look of sympathy and words way on him in a way that made him feel both warm and uncomfortable. He looks away as he says it, with a dismissive hand wave. ] But your appreciation is noted.

[ You'd be lost without him, you all would be. ]

You're jealous over a girl. [ About where he saw this headed. He feels like he is dealing with his titans and their hormones again. ]

If this is one of the reasons you got yourself punched in the face tonight, I suggest finding a new outlet. [ He said, tipping his tea to his lips. ]

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