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    “Are we going to climb back up?” Damian asks, testing his bounds.

    “No, Damian,” she says, and starts off walking, forcing him to come after her as the rope tugs taut. 

    “Are we doing another survivalist exercise?”

    “No,” she says. The air clouds with the word, just for a moment. “There shouldn’t be any crevasses, but if I start to fall, cut your rope immediately. Understood?”

    “Then I can’t stop your fall,” he argues. She gives him a look, just the briefest glance over her shoulder. “Understood.” They crunch on for a minute. “Navigation, then?”

    “No.”

    “Exercise or test?” he asks.

    “Neither.” They crunch on for a moment. “You should think of saving your breath, it’s a long way down.”

    That’s not an order, however, so he’s free to push. “So we’re leaving Kohe Hevad.” She doesn’t reply. Damian squirms for a moment, but there’s no way to turn his question into a guess, cut off its open end. “Where are we going?”

    “Gotham.”

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    Talia, Damian, and leaving the devil you know, the hell you've built, the life you've made your own.

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    18 Dec 2024

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    A Disclaimer From Your Friendly Neighborhood Oracle:

    The following is a transcript of Patrol Communications Audio written by state of the art transcription technology, IRIS (Interpretation of Recorded Intelligence Software). IRIS was created to provide easily searchable records, automatically, and eliminate the need to transcribe each patrol audio log manually. That being said, IRIS is still experimental, and may not always be entirely accurate.
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    (01:25) Red Hood: (Mild static) (Out of breath, slurred) You motherfuckers. Put some fuckin-

    (01:25) Batman: (Shaking) Red Hood-

    (01:25) Red Hood: Shut up. Put some fucking respect. On my name. Start fucking copying me. I just got thrown fucking. Um. 40 feet. Into a fucking uh. What's it. Ditch. I'm still fucking conscious.

    (01:25) Batman: Red Hood, do not move, we're en route-

    (01:25) Red Hood: What'll I win if I stand up.

    (01:25) Batman: (Loud) Do not stand up.

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    dick. midnighter says to tell you he is allergic to me 👍

    Most people are allergic to having their ass beat yeah

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    Shen Yuan finds himself transmigrated into the last video game he played before his death -- the dungeon-delving, cult-building anthro hit game of the year, Immortal Lamb Crusader Way. Much to his dismay he finds himself in the role of the BBEG, the God of Death, He Who Waits -- Shen Qingqiu! Is there any way he can guide the protagonist, Luo Binghe, to level-up and victory without falling victim himself to the Lamb Crusader's blade?

    And why does he want to pet the Lamb's fleecy head so badly? He's not a furry, okay! He's not!

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    "How old are you anyway?"

    Bruce smirks a little, “Pretty old.”

    “How old am I?” Dick rephrases the question. Realistically, given the lines on Bruce's face and the grey in his hair, he has to be more than a decade or two in the future. But, well, Dick's still reeling from being twelve. He can't begin to imagine a world where there's anything past tomorrow.

    Bruce's smirk sinks a little, but not quite to a frown. It's a distant smile, fighting through the shadows of whatever it is Bruce sees when he looks down at him. In a quiet, mournful tone, he says, “Not that old. Not old at all.”

    (A young Robin and Nightwing swap places; Batman is always the constant.)

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    14 Dec 2024