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ᴛɪᴍᴏᴛʜʏ ᴅʀᴀᴋᴇ ǝuʎɐʍ ([personal profile] ployboy) wrote in [community profile] sixthiterationlogs 2018-09-04 02:59 am (UTC)

You don't.

[He's breaking rules, here. Distraught, distressed, desperate-- he's not stupid. He's aware he's doing something he shouldn't, but that's been the point of Red Robin since the beginning of it all.

His eyes had gone wide at that, fearful but not anything less than bone-tired. The world has really screwed them all over, right?

Welcome to Club Robin.

Christ, she didn't deserve to think--

he wants to hurl, because he knows what her last memories must have been. So he stares dumbly, numbly at the fire ahead and breathes to counts of four. Then three. Then he squares his jaw and lifts his head and Steph is still there.

He doesn't want to run her off.]
You don't die, Stephanie. [The funeral had swam in his head for weeks, and Dana would bring her up out of the blue in her broken rambling and Tim would always be so hurt by] You're Batgirl, actually. It's a good look on you. [So he breaks rules and he omits truths, but he's being honest and she's still there and if she stays a second more he might just] Your costume's eggplant, because of course it is. [He wishes his voice would waver, just a bit. It doesn't. He's experienced with-- this.]

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