Dick Grayson (emancipatedward) wrote in clockwork_rp, @ 2008-10-05 03:44:00 |
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Entry tags: | dick::emancipatedward, robin::_redbird |
Nananananananana Batlog~
Who: Kiddlefied!Dick and Robin
What: Backstory spilling and potentially bonding
Where: Random rooftop #78539
When: Midnight Monday morning
Warnings: Angst, confusion, hopefully bonding, very likely exposition
Dick couldn't believe how he'd screwed that up.
He'd thought that this whole Vengeance Academy thing was the right path to go on since he couldn't be Robin anymore; and to come so close to Two-Face, to hold in his hands the life of the man that had tormented him in his nightmares, had been the ultimate reason that Bruce had fired him . . . Why didn't he just pull the trigger? As if the world wouldn't be better off without someone like him in it. But the whole time Dick had held the gun pointed at the monster's face he heard Batman's voice in his head repeating over and over again that one rule that they were never allowed to break: Batman doesn't kill and neither does anyone that wants to work with him. Even knowing that he'd never work with Batman again, knowing that he already had blood on his hands, Dick just couldn't do it.
Everything was just so wrong. What had he been thinking joining a school for the League of Assassins? That wasn't him. That wasn't the life that he wanted to lead. Dick didn't want to grow up to be a man like Shrike, he didn't deserve the admiration that the other boys gave him, he was a killer. And even worse, he was a hired killer, a man that didn't even care whose life he ended so long as the price was right. Shrike needed to be taken down, and Batman was just the one to do it. But Dick couldn't risk leaving the Academy -- he'd left all of his things at the dormitories and he knew that they would be able to track him down, especially since he had nowhere else to go.
The best he could do was put them off "Freddy Loyd's" trail for awhile while Dick snuck back into the Batcave to leave a note that would tip off his former mentor about Shrike and the Academy and the hit that was put out on Two-Face. He'd be able to do something about it.
If only Dick could actually get back to the Cave. He stood on the roof of the building he'd just jumped to looking out over the cityscape, confused when he didn't recognize anything. This wasn't Gotham. So . . . where the hell was he?