{ +spiritusxalesxsignifer }
Stray emitted a soft hum of amusement, intrigued by the sight
beneath him. Perching his arms on the metal railing of the fire
escape, he leaned forwards with a crooked smirk. He wondered
if Batman and his anti-Robin knew about the winged girl’s being
in Gotham.
❛ Who would have thought I would catch a
real bird, hm? And such a pretty one, too. ❜
did it ever occur to you
i might like [ keeping ] what happened to me
buried down d e e p ?
{ +the-stephanie-brown }
❛ It’s always a pleasure, pretty-bat. What a
coincidence, meeting up like this, hm? ❜
Stray’s smirk came easily to him, and he lifted his hands in a
casual, vague gesture. Of course, the thief knew that Batgirl’s
presence could likely only be credited to the jewel he’d just
stolen. He played ignorant.
Damian scowled, already bristling from the jest. He remained on his perch, fingers gripping the metal railing he was crouched on. “We both know that’s a lie.” Perhaps Tim hadn’t stole anything that night, but the nights before up to his last capture could be questioned. “I’m not here for that. Father sent me for information. He would have asked Catwoman, but-” His nose wrinkled, a look of disgust taking over. ”Those meetings do not end well.”
Stray cocked a hip, arms folding over his chest as he looked up at the perched boy .One eyebrow raised in silent question, his expression looking bored and unimpressed. “Do we?” he drawled, emitting a soft snort. But Robin’s explanation gave him pause. The thief’s lips pulled upwards, baring a grin. “Hm? Catwoman tells me they go very pleasantly, actually. Care to enlighten me, kid?”
{ + bxrdbrain }
❛ I wasn’t aware another birdy had been
picked up. Who are you? ❜ he drawled.
Tim didn’t fail to notice the obvious authenticity that the other’s
costume bore. It was complete with a fully equipped utility belt
and everything. But this Robin wasn’t Damian, and so Stray
harbored a suspicious glare because of it. What had Dick done
now?
send one for my reaction~!“Never forget what you are, for surely the world will not.”
”Can a man still be brave if he’s afraid?”
”Fear cuts deeper than swords.”
”Some old wounds never truly heal, and bleed again at the slightest word.”
”When you play a game of thrones you win or you die.”
”Most men would rather deny a hard truth than face it.”
“The things we love destroy us every time.”
”Nothing burns like the cold.”
”Laughter is poison to fear.”
”Give me honourable enemies rather than ambitious ones, and I’ll sleep more easily by night.”
”Once you’ve accepted your flaws, no one can use them against you.”
”A bruise is a lesson… and each lesson makes us better.”
”The man who fears losing has already lost.”
”A lord must learn that sometimes words can accomplish what swords cannot.”
”The heart lies and the head plays tricks with us, but the eyes see true.”
”A true man does what he will, not what he must.”
”A ruler who hides behind paid executioners soon forgets what death is.”
”Minds are like swords; the old ones go to rust.”
”He was no dragon. Fire cannot kill a dragon.”
”Only a man who’s been burned knows what hell is truly like.”
”Do the dead frighten you?”
”In life, the monsters win.”
”Everyone who isn’t us is an enemy.”
”There are things to be learned even from the dead.”
”A lion doesn’t concern itself with the opinion of sheep.”
”How do you fight someone if you can’t hit them?”
”A man who sees nothing has no use for his eyes.”
”We have won a battle, not a war”
”Poison is a coward’s weapon.”
{ + thelittlestbrat }
Tim really wasn’t in the mood to deal with Damian right
now. He’d had a long night, and had nothing to show
for it. He knew that Selina would be waiting up for him,
as she always did, so he wanted to hurry home.
❛ If it isn’t the little anti-Robin. I didn’t steal
anything, so you’re wasting both of our
time. ❜
{ +dickxgrayson }
Tim could feel his stomach churn with anxiety at the sight of
the vigilante. Sure, Stray had purposefully triggered the silent
alarm, but those were for the police to answer, not Dick.
–No, Tim told himself. Stray was casual and uncaring about
these things. Just stay in character, he thought, and he’d be
fine. Dick didn’t even suspect, after all.
❛ Did they send tall, dark, and flexible just for me?
I’m flattered. ❜
( I think i’ve finally gotten everything in order. ugh, editing things is hard. my brain is too dead to type timmy’s full backstory right now but eeyyyyy good enough )
