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Tweak says, "NYEH HEH HEH!!!"

Dick Grayson (gothamboy) wrote in utr_logs,
@ 2008-02-18 01:14:00

Entry tags:

carrie kelley, dick grayson

Who: Dick and Carrie
What: Romantic vacation
Where: Hawaii
Warnings: Not many.

Dick drank beer, when he drank. On occasion he might go for a shot of whiskey, mostly because it was in the bar and to the best of his knowledge, he was the only one that ever drank any of it. The people who came in usually favored girlier, stickier drinks, the kind that Carrie wouldn't be caught dead drinking under general terms.

He was having one right now. Piña coladas were God's gift to rum. Once he got back to New York, the gays were probably going to tease the hell out of him, but he really didn't care. It was hard to care about much right now.

"So, remind me not to bitch next time you want a vacation," said Dick. Today he'd had more sex more times than he could count, rubbed lotion on his beautiful girlfriend's back (among other things), parasailed, swam, and ate enough pineapple that his system was slightly acidic.

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girlwonder
2008-02-18 06:31 am UTC (link)

The bar situated on the second floor of their hotel was a lot nicer than the other tourist traps they'd visited. There weren't any leis strewn about and Carrie had yet to see pictures of big waves and proud surfers. "Another gin and tonic, please," she smiled at the man behind the counter and hoped she wouldn't have to flash her fake ID. The man gave Dick a look and, assuming they were together and both of age, didn't ask her to show proof of how old she was. He figured that her money was as green as anyone else's and she didn't really seem the loud drunken type. Even if she was, he couldn't imagine a person of her frame doing much damage.

Carrie was smiling and thoroughly enjoying herself. There was no worry about work or patrol or anything else. After a bit of discussion in which Dick had put her worries at ease, Carrie had left her costume and gear at home. She'd never done something like this before. It was nice and terribly normal. Thoughts of crazy Bruce were brushed aside - Carrie would handle that later, when they were back to the real world. For now, it was all about fun and enjoying herself. "I will," she said turning to Dick. "We're doing this again. We're making a habit of this, in fact." It didn't really register in her mind how domestic that sounded.

After a moment inspecting his glass, she shook her head, almost disappointed. "Piña colada? Really?"

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gothamboy
2008-02-18 06:46 am UTC (link)

"This is a vacation. I can drink man drinks at home. Here, I don't have to taste the rum. They have this marvelous technology that buries the taste of rum in something not unlike one of those horrifyingly organic smoothies you're always trying to push on me. You should be happy. I'm drinking healthy now." Dick smirked and took a sip from his pineapple-shaped mug.

"So how is it," and Dick lowered his voice here, "that I had to flash my ID no less than three times since we've been here, and I've yet to see you do it once? In what world do you look older than I do?"

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girlwonder
2008-02-18 06:54 am UTC (link)

"Okay, one." She raised a finger for emphasis and spoke in a very serious voice. "Don't insult the organic smoothies, they are very good and good for you." Carrie was not quite sure how Dick had lived before she'd shown up, but she suspected he'd only ever eaten ramen and left over take out. That sort of lifestyle was appalling and wrong in her eyes. "And two, I may have to abandon you for an attractive Hawaiian man who can drink real drinks. I was downing pina coladas while I was, oh, twelve years old." That probably wasn't the sort of thing she should have bragged about out loud.

"You can get away with underage drinking when you're as cute as I am," she had to whisper this to him for fear of not being served any more. "Also, I figure they don't think a fine, upstanding young man such as yourself would date a girl who's only barely legal."

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gothamboy
2008-02-18 07:28 am UTC (link)

"You are borderline jailbait. If I saw me dating you, I'd probably kick my ass. And you know, if we were back in my universe, it'd be the kind of thing to make the Gotham tabloids. You know, more often than it already has. 'Billionaire's Heir Spotted With Barely Legal Cohort! Is a relationship blooming?'" The idea amused Dick greatly. It was basically the entire reason he stayed out of Gotham when he wasn't wearing the tight pants.

"So you were downing these when you were twelve? And when did Bruce start training you, thirteen? Did he make you touch your finger to your nose every other week?" He was teasing, a fact made evident by his wide grin.

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girlwonder
2008-02-18 07:36 am UTC (link)

"Oh thank God we don't have too much of that." She made a face. They got enough press as it was in this world. Carrie had spotted her face once on the biggest of Darke's fansites. The comments to that post had been both amusing and painful. Apparently, fangirls (and boys) hated it when their favorite part-time model spent time with a person of the opposite sex and could get pretty vicious.

"Mhm," she nodded sagely. "I led a wild life before I was taken in." Carrie didn't often speak of home. She missed it well enough but things were a lot better here. "I didn't get drunk when there was work to do." Which meant there'd been a decent chunk of her adolescence spent completely sober. Sad times. "He had a bat-breathalyzer made just for me." She was joking, of course. Bruce didn't need technology to help him spot a drunk. He had a sixth sense for that sort of thing, the bastard.

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gothamboy
2008-02-18 07:51 am UTC (link)

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure that you're about the most responsible one of us when it comes to The Mission." Dick wasn't drunk, but he was at the stage of inebriation that he liked to call Philosophically Buzzed. "That doesn't mean I won't torture you when you're hungover, though. Feel free to do the same to me, if it's ever an issue."

Dick kissed Carrie's cheek and signaled to the bartender that he would like another girly tropical drink. Once he brought it over, Dick raised his new pineapple mug. "To Darke Knight. Wherever he may be."

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girlwonder
2008-02-18 07:57 am UTC (link)

Carrie wasn't drunk yet. She'd say she was pleasantly buzzed. If she kept going, she'd get cuddly. And she hoped to stop herself before she got really wasted, but there weren't really any guarantees. They were on vacation, after all. "Am I?" She seemed a little surprised by this. In response to his threat-promise, she grumbled slightly. "You are a stick in the mud. And when I'm hungover-" there was no if, only when, "I will do my absolute best to ignore the shit out of you." She nodded to emphasize her point.

Carrie hadn't ever seen Dick drunk. She liked the idea of it, as Dick almost never let his guard down. Getting drunk, in her head, was something other people who were not responsible Nightwing types did. "To Darke," she grinned, toasting and then taking a moment to drink. "And to the young girls everywhere that mourn his retirement. Poor things."

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gothamboy
2008-02-18 08:27 am UTC (link)

"Oh, the poor young girls. We'll always have the internet. The internet doesn't have any naked Darke on it, does it? I'm relying on you for that, Little Wing."

Any response Carrie was going to give was interrupted by an old couple who looked like the template for all grandparents, everywhere. He had a video camera, and both of them had Hawaiian shirts that were so loud that somewhere in the world Superman was looking for earplugs.

"You two are so sweet," said the lady. "Are you on your honeymoon, by chance?"

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girlwonder
2008-02-18 08:35 am UTC (link)

She opened her mouth to reassure him that the only naked pictures of him to be found were safely hidden on her own personal computer and would remain there, no matter how much he begged or argued otherwise. One of her hands had casually slipped up one of his legs, but didn't get very far before they were interrupted by the older couple.

Carrie would have choked had she been drinking. Thankfully her mouth was empty so she just sputtered incoherently before shaking her head, no. But after that initial jolt, she took it much better than she could have. The liquor in her system loosened her up some. "No," she said in a rather friendly tone, laughing because marriage was a big no-no... even if they did behave like an old married couple, "We're really not." She looked at Dick, amused.