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Tweak says, "But its by invitation only."

Tim Wayne(Robin) (red_bird) wrote in wariscoming,
@ 2010-05-09 00:35:00

Who: Ron Weasley and Tim Wayne
What: Tim only said he'd TRY not to hate all of Stephs new guys. xD
When: Right after Ron's post.
Where:Ron's apartment.
Warnings: ITS A FIGHT.

He should have been thinking about Dawn, but he wasn't. He was only thinking about that idiot Steph was married to. Ron Weasley. He used to like him too, at least his character anyway. Yes he'd read the books, he knew he was a wizard. But just because he was a wizard didn't give him the right to talk about Steph the way he did. He wasn't even thinking about the fact that he just made Steph a promise that he'd try not to glare at all the new men she dated or saw. But this one deserved it. He was a jerk to the fourth power squared. All Tim could do was see red as he looked up where he lived.

He couldn't remember ever hating anyone more. Okay that wasn't entirely true, but in that moment it was! Tim was on a mission, he didn't stop to say anything to anyone he might have seen or recognized in the hallways normally, he wasn't in the mood. He was only in the mood to make that red haired jerk regret what he said. That was part of his problems as Robin. Using his emotion to much instead of stifling it. But it's also what set him apart from his dark knight counter part was that he had them. Tim stormed up to Ron's apartment and didn't bother with the knocking. He wasn't there to politely ask him to stand still while he hit him, he was there for a fight. There were very few times when Tim went looking for this kind of fight, but this time he thought he was doing the right thing. The door pulled open silently and Tim quickly looked around slipping inside without a sound. He wasn't going to give Ron time to react to his intrusion, or even get up from his computer. He was quiet up until he was by his side, and he threw his fist at Ron's jaw.

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weasleyisrking
2010-05-09 08:31 am UTC (link)

When Tim entered the apartment, Ron had been listening to some music over his computer. Earphones plugged in, his head silently bobbed up and down to the music streaming from the speakers as he typed along his keyboard. There was nothing more pleasant than being able to just be himself again, even if that meant that he got himself landed in a sticky situation in the process. It was likely that Hermione wasn't going to be terribly pleased about it, but Ron had yet to hear her lecture him on the mess he'd gotten himself into this time, so Ron wasn't exactly complaining. For now, he'd savor the fact that he lost his virginity to an extremely attractive woman. They'd figure out the divorce stuff - how odd did that sound? - later. Or, well, Steph probably would. She was more likely to find a solution to the situation than he was. Ron? He just wanted to shag her some more. Married or not, that part of his odd week and a half had been more than brilliant.

What wasn't brilliant, however, was having someone sneak up and attack you in the middle of your own flat.

Ron took the blow to his face fairly hard. His head swung violently to the right and he practically fell out of his chair, earphones twisting around his ears unpleasantly. The blow came at him so suddenly that Ron had to blink twice before he realized that he was being attacked by Tim. If Ron thought that Tim was a pathetic little boy before, he didn't even know what to call him now. A mangy coward at best, it seemed. Sneaking up on him. Sneaking!

Yanking the earphones out of his ears, Ron stumbled back, one hand rising to cover at the stinging spot on the side of his face immediately. "Bloody hell! What was THAT for?"

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red_bird
2010-05-09 08:57 am UTC (link)

"What do you think it was for?" Tim glared as he watched Ron raise his hand to his face and his eyes narrowed darkly. His own fist unphased." Do I really have to tell you twice? Talking about Steph like that. Your lucky that's all I did." He seethed. Ron was going to hate him later for this and chances were they'd never get along again after all was said and done, but in all honesty Tim couldn't have cared less. Ron's opinion meant next to nothing to him. Especially now that Steph was in question it meant even less. Here he'd been all worried about Xander moving in on her. Strange different world or not Ron was disrespecting her. He almost wished it were Xander. At least he sort of liked the guy still. Tim had been so angry at Steph for so long. But that didn't mean he would stand for anyone talking about her the way Ron had.

Tim might have taken this a little to far. But he'd worry about that later when the light redness of his fist faded, after he was done making his point. "Who do you think you are? Your not a man. Only little kids brag the way you are. Is that how you'd talk about your real wife or girlfriend? Do you care about Steph at all?" Tim knew he probably should have planned this out a little further. Maybe tried to calm down before just showing up at Ron's. But he hadn't, so he'd just roll with it. His hands never lowered. He was on guard and not about to let it down either. Stormy blue eyes remained locked on Ron.

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weasleyisrking
2010-05-09 11:18 am UTC (link)

"Are you honestly giving me the big ol' speech when you're the one who just broke into my flat and attacked me?" Ron straightened up, standing much taller than Tim did himself. Perhaps ranting about how he had finally gotten to shag someone was a mistake, but Ron had been overly excited at the sudden realization at the time and he had felt the need to share the information with someone, even if that meant some of the other men that circulated the area. Besides, Ron hadn't even brought any specific names into the situation until Tim had spoken up. "I think you should shove off before I really get angry," Ron warned him, hand slowly sliding toward his back pocket. His wand was there. If the prat tried to make a move at him again, Ron would hex him straight back to wherever he had come from. And then some.

"And d'you know what? I might've been ashamed if I was talking rubbish about her, but I wasn't. I was praising the woman, so why don't you take your self righteous boy scout rubbish and get the hell out of my flat before I turn you into a toad?" Ron didn't think he could manage a toad. A bunny, maybe? Yeah, maybe not a bunny either. Transfiguration had never really been one of Ron's strongsuits. He rubbed at the side of his face again, wincing at the lingering sting from Tim's blow. That was going to leave a mark all right.

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