Stephanie Brown (
alwaysroomforhope) wrote2006-05-24 03:50 pm
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Suite 138: Steph attempts to sneak out.
It's nearly 3am. And Steph can't sleep.
And she can't do anything else, either, because there's a stupid brother camped out on her couch, and he's locked the windows somehow, and -
- wait, his breathing's steady and regular. That means he's sleeping, right? And he can't have locked the door, because Ed needs to use that too. Even if he shouldn't be either.
She slips out of bed silently and slides her feet into her Robin boots - best for sneaking. Pyjamas'll have to do for the rest, though - her wardrobe doors squeak sometimes.
And she's just a shadow, as she glides through the main room towards the front door, one ear cocked towards the figure on the couch.
And she can't do anything else, either, because there's a stupid brother camped out on her couch, and he's locked the windows somehow, and -
- wait, his breathing's steady and regular. That means he's sleeping, right? And he can't have locked the door, because Ed needs to use that too. Even if he shouldn't be either.
She slips out of bed silently and slides her feet into her Robin boots - best for sneaking. Pyjamas'll have to do for the rest, though - her wardrobe doors squeak sometimes.
And she's just a shadow, as she glides through the main room towards the front door, one ear cocked towards the figure on the couch.
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She edges past the bookshelf, and freezes as the rustle of her pyjama top brushing the wood reaches her ears - TOO LOUD - did he notice?
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If he noticed? He's doing a good job of pretending otherwise.
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Three more noiseless footsteps, and her hand's on the door-handle.
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"Nice try," he says, without even opening his eyes. "But why don't you go on back to bed now?"
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"You suck, Dick."
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Which means he isn't letting her out yet.
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"This is totally not fair, you know! You're so overreacting."
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"Why don't you try that defense when you're not trying to sneak out every five minutes?"
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Stupid Bat-types. She leans against the door, folding her arms.
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See? Stubborn.
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She drops to her hands, forwards, and pushes off the ground, somersaulting in the air and landing on the edge of the couch.
"You taught me that! You're a great brother, Dick."
What, sucking up? NAAAAHH. She readjusts her pyjamas and settles into a casual crouch on the edge there, grinning at him.
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Apparently he can't be sucked up to. Or at least not that easily.
There really is a bug up his butt, isn't there?
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Since SOMEONE'S forbidden her to see Billy.
Or, uh. Zuko.
Not that that's stopped her, but as that particular slowtime hasn't been finished, it's uncertain as to whether she knows about it at this point, and thus the mun calls for strategically applied Millitime blinders, and ... ANYWAY.
"So I've been practicing. Because you'd be disappointed in me if I didn't. Totally."
A smile that'd be way too bright for 3am ... if they weren't Bats.
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A beat, and she realises that might've been a misstep.
"Uh, you did know about that already, right?"
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And since she's making efforts to have it not happen again, he won't say anything about it. She's already learned her lesson.
"Controlling your temper is one of the best tools you can have." He's... really one to talk. "Once you learn it, don't lose it."
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She's suspiciously meek.
"So. Since we, er, haven't been talking..."
- that translates more accurately as Steph has been refusing to SPEAK to Dick, of course -
"...and we are now, right, what's going on in your life? Update me!"
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Maybe it's a bit shifty, as well. You might have to remind him of a certian promise to get him to talk, Steph.
"Just everyday things."
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"You promised me you'd tell me the whole truth about everything if I told you," she reminds him, brightly. "And I did, didn't I? So. Your turn."
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And at that? He visibly blanches. "I did, didn't I?"
That was... just great.
He sighs, running a hand through his hair. "Fine, what do you want to know?"
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Note the use of the word need there. It was rather pointed.
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...this may be harder than it should be. Dick may be pulling more of a Bruce than he would like, which equals out to? Nothing needs to be told. It can be all be dealt with just fine in his very own head.
Why share it?
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That move is not supposed to work when it's turned you!
"What?" he asks, shiftily.
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