"I cannot conceive of a universe without you in it."
[It isn't as though they'd avoided each other-- you can't, when you're a Titan. Once a Titan, always a Titan. You could be under the sea, deep in space, beneath the Earth's crust, in another universe-- you are a Titan, and more than likely you'll be called for something. You're family, even when things get dicey, even after breakups and hookups and fist fighting a team mate that had a new phobia of getting shot. They have to work together, they work well together.
But sometimes, like now, it's been years since your incredibly serious relationship fizzled out in a crackle of sparklers and between missions and saving the world, you're both more or less alone in the Titans tower and you sit and realize it.
A cold sense of apprehension washes over Dick. It isn't as though they've never been alone together since then-- right? He actually can't recall. But now they're here, together, and he's thinking about it. And that's never good.]
"Cute Faces Are Always Hiding Something"
[The fun thing about having friends who also fly is: no one's really late. You just whoosh in, hair a little messy, and no parking fees.
So that's where Cassie is-- swooped in, eyes trained for her new friend's arrival.]
So that's where Cassie is-- swooped in, eyes trained for her new friend's arrival.]
The Chosen Idiots
Gangsters are gangsters are gangsters. It's as normalized in this trashy city as trash on the ground, as blood on the streets. Badou especially is incredibly familiar with them-- getting chased by thugs of gangsters most days out of the week that end in y. It's an art at this point, and it isn't paying enough. Most of them act the same, be it drugs or sex or otherwise, so he knows what to expect.
But usually, something comes to knock that out of the park eventually, when he gets a little too confident. Thus comes a summons to Liza's place-- she's having a meeting with some important people and requests Badou's opinion. Normal, right?
As soon as the info broker walks into the meeting room he stops and tries to turn around-- before two of Liza's giant bodyguards bodily lift him and drag him back in--
There are gangsters in here.
wanted a serious title but i'm wondering which of them is shrek and which is donkey (we know)
Continued from all this beauty
[He's had a pretty hard time stumbling around after his injury...but that doesn't really stop him. Whiny as he is, Badou had too much to do. Sure, he'd stayed mostly at home these past few days, but he's been very busy. No laying around, no unconsciousness for too long.
He's been developing the film he'd taken during the last job, carefully cultivated in the darkness of his nasty little bathroom, the chemicals would sting his nose if he wasn't used to this already.
So it's no surprise he's been so focused he's forgotten to do some stuff around the place, lately. And will probably not notice a new visitor in the form of his little old man buddy, either.]