Log: You and me... we're in this together now.

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who: Jason Todd
what: TD prompt and settling into his new life.
when: Early February
where: The Kent House
warnings: The nightmare thread has illusions of drowning, verbal abuse, victim blaming and claustrophobia...and being buried alive, kind of. More will come clearly.

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"It's just- you ever been so mad at someone, but it was okay cause you'd never see them again? And then you see them and you're not really sure how to deal?"

Lola scribbles down the items, "What kind of shake?" Before passing the note off to the kitchen. She hops down and kicks her little standing box down the back of the counter to where the all the materials are for making a milkshake.

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"Everyday of my fucking life." He replied seriously. He could name a number of people he felt that way about. Between his birth father, to Bruce to former team mates. Aside from Willis. He had to deal with all of them a lot. "I'm a dick though, so I generally just tell people to fuck off and go on my way." Worst advice.

"Surprise me," He didn't feel like making a choice.

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"Sadly I can't just tell Letha that," Lola grumbled, "Not just because I don't swear, she and Ivar still have things to work through. It's part of why I'm really mad at her." Lola didn't get that mad at people, normally. It was a very special set of circumstances that got her there.

Still, she wasn't sure how much knew about it already, and how much he wanted to hear her complain about a girl who Lola would rather just ignore. Also Lola's hair had turned storm gray again just thinking about Letha.

Still, she started making a shake that... the color said blueberries but in fact they were a blue strawberry not native to any Earth she was used to, but were tasty enough and generally surprising given the color of the shake.

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"You do know that science proved that swearing is good for your health right?" Jason loved repeating that one. As if it excused his language. "Ivar is the cool viking guy right? Not Ragnar but the son?" Jason's a little more anti-social than he cares to admit. "So, what happened?"

Jason didn't mind hearing her complain, it certainly beat most of the stuff in his life lately. So it was always a welcomed change to hear someone else's world. He pulled his phone out making a quick note 'Grey, maybe anger or annoyance.' Yes, he's studying her power. Ignore him.

He was about to be shocked. Luckily he like's strawberries.

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"Sure, but what about everyone else around you?" Yes, it was a stress relief to swear, it helped. But it also made other people all uneasy and anxious and it makes the air all tense. And Lola, well, cared about everyone.

"Yeah, so..." Lola paused a moment to collect her thoughts, figure out how best to tell this story. Well, the beginning was good enough, "Ivar, Letha, and I all arrived about the same time? Ivar and Letha had a very intense romance after she got over the being here without her husband. Letha also arrived pregnant, which is important. Cause back in August, she gave birth. Winter is cute, for, you know, a baby."

It was at this point in the story Lola's demeanor went from casual to that moody expression she gets. Like whatever it was, this was where it was in the story. She passed Jason his smoothie, "Letha went back through the portal. Enough time to send goodbye messages. And she left the baby with Ivar. I doubt she even knows that that's why I'm mad at her..."

It was at this point Lola switched to Spanish and said several unkind things about Victorian Necromancers. And started trying to use a towel to dig a hole through the counter with how vigorously she was scrubbing a section. Lola's really good at negative emotions!

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"I tend not to care what other people think, it saves me a lot of unnecessary stress." Which wasn't exactly true, but it fit the image he tried so hard to project.

"Winter is a cute name for a baby." He commented as he rested his head on his palm. Listening as she explained. Having a pretty good idea where this was heading even if it made his stomach drop a bit. He moved the hand not propping his head over to take the glass and take a drink.

"Did she even try to contact him or her child when she came back?" Jason asked, a softer note to his tone, but a sardonic smirk at her Spanish cursing.

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Lola's glance at Jason says she doesn't believe him and that she isn't saying what she thinks about that statement because she cares about the feelings of others.

"She's um, an albino, so it kinda has to do with how pale and wintery her palette is." Which is pretty cute, at least to Lola. For a baby, babies aren't really cute themselves, but a great deal of eventual potential that'll happen when they're old enough to be interesting.

"I dunno, I was too mad at her to ask." Lola's trying to not be angry, but it is rather difficult talking about an infuriating selfish bi- woman. Lola looked a little embarrassed about all her emotions, "I don't think she expected to see me. She got all uneasy because I was glaring at her."