http://dbattyones.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] dbattyones.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] batwomans_gotham2008-01-16 06:47 pm

Video Games

Dick curled up in the library, sure this was the one place nobody would think of to look for him, frowning intensely as his hands flew over the game controls. His eyes, however, seemed to be staring through the handheld, and though he was curled up in a more or less hidden corner on a beanbag chair his body was rigid and trembling slightly.

There was a noise, and he jerked, looking up in time to see a shadow slip out of a vernt and land, forming into the tall, slender black and gold form of Katalyn. She blinked and stretched, then looked over.

"Hiding?" she said scornfully.

"And what've you been doing?" he shot back, anger making his face flushed. Kat stared at him, then sniffed and walked out.

"Nothing I'd let you get into, crybaby," she said, going to walk out.

"I'm not a crybaby!" Dick snarled.

"Right. That's not why you destroy everything and run off to hide in corners," she snorted, leaving. Dick glared after her, then settled back and shivered, putting the game down and covering his face.

"I'm not a crybaby," he snarled softly to himself, even as his eyes burned.
ext_183998: The words Random Xtras on a white background.  Black frame and purplish accent (Bree)

[identity profile] random-xtras.livejournal.com 2008-01-17 03:57 am (UTC)(link)
"No," says a small voice from the shadow of a couch. "That is one thing that cannot be said about you."
ext_183998: The words Random Xtras on a white background.  Black frame and purplish accent (Bree)

[identity profile] random-xtras.livejournal.com 2008-01-17 04:23 am (UTC)(link)
"Reading," says Bree simply. "As I often do."
ext_183998: The words Random Xtras on a white background.  Black frame and purplish accent (Bree)

[identity profile] random-xtras.livejournal.com 2008-01-17 05:19 am (UTC)(link)
"I was not spying." Her voice lacks the sharpness that it usually holds when she speaks to him. "I am always here at this time of day."
ext_183998: The words Random Xtras on a white background.  Black frame and purplish accent (Bree)

[identity profile] random-xtras.livejournal.com 2008-01-17 05:37 am (UTC)(link)
"You are not attacking Brenda or causing her unhappiness right now." She closes the heavy book she's holding in her lap and runs her fingers over the back of the handmade binding.
ext_183998: The words Random Xtras on a white background.  Black frame and purplish accent (Bree)

[identity profile] random-xtras.livejournal.com 2008-01-17 06:29 am (UTC)(link)
"When you call her names, or break her things, it is attacking her," she counters softly.
ext_183998: The words Random Xtras on a white background.  Black frame and purplish accent (Bree)

[identity profile] random-xtras.livejournal.com 2008-01-17 06:55 am (UTC)(link)
She nods. "And I must protect her."
Edited 2008-01-17 06:55 (UTC)
ext_183998: The words Random Xtras on a white background.  Black frame and purplish accent (Bree)

[identity profile] random-xtras.livejournal.com 2008-01-17 07:19 am (UTC)(link)
"She already is hurt physically. That is why she lets Dawn go out now and stays in the Cave at the Crays."
ext_183998: The words Random Xtras on a white background.  Black frame and purplish accent (Bree)

[identity profile] random-xtras.livejournal.com 2008-01-17 07:37 am (UTC)(link)
"When you make her very upset it causes her muscles to tense up, and that causes her pain," she says quietly. "But I think that mostly it has been her heart which has been hurt."
ext_183998: The words Random Xtras on a white background.  Black frame and purplish accent (Bree)

[identity profile] random-xtras.livejournal.com 2008-01-17 10:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Bree regards him silently for a moment, then stirs. "Would you like to bring your game and sit with me? I will read to you."
ext_183998: The words Random Xtras on a white background.  Black frame and purplish accent (Bree)

[identity profile] random-xtras.livejournal.com 2008-01-17 11:40 pm (UTC)(link)
Bree snuggles close, setting the big book on both their laps and putting an arm around him as she starts to read the long old poem aloud.