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Post by Krepta on Apr 21, 2011 12:49:31 GMT -5
(( Watch the capitalization of your sentences, Wally. ))
Krepta made no move to stop the young hero. She had gotten her point across. Still, she doubted he would be able to rouse him. What ever he had taken had put him out cold. But, he still had a pulse, his breathing was normal, and no other vital signs were off, so she had little room to worry. Enough time had passed without problems that she assumed he was fine. Hopefully Batman had taught the boy better that he appear to have. "Nothing," she answered when Wally finally turned back around. The hatred in his eyes stung a little-- she had seen that look before, but she was hardly intimidated. "My guess is that after what ever Bat-feast that his boss sent him on that broke his ribs, he crawled back here and took some pain meds. Probably took too many, but he looks fine." She stepped forward, and the floor beneath her groaned in complaint. Old wood, nice. Rare in these kinds of places. As long as she didn't bounce around it would hold her weight. She hoped this place was insured. "Learned your lesson then, rookie," she said, fixing him with a stern gaze. "You're lucky I'm one of the good guys." Mostly. "You and he could have been killed, and once more, I could have tracked him back to Batman. You too." It was doubtful she had the resources to track down who this "Wally" was, but he didn't need to know that. And of course, as curious as she was as everyone else as to the true identity of the infamous Batman, that was a beat down she wasn't keen on receiving. No, their secrets were safe with her, but a point had to be made. Her hard gaze swept over Robin, then back to Kid-Flash. "Did you at least bring any medical supplies? I can't tell if he's set his ribs yet." She couldn't be sure they were broken, but the way he had been favoring them before told her that it was likely. She had had plenty of broken ribs in the past to know.
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Post by chikaradesu on Apr 21, 2011 16:23:30 GMT -5
( Thanks, it's a little problem of mine ^^'' )
Wally's anger changed into a look of complete confusion. "You're a good guy? Girl, sorry. You are a girl right?" He was calm now, something had changed about the red dragon. She reminded her of Batman in some way. She was intimidating, but somehow Wally knew she wasn't going to hurt him. He understood now; she had taught him a lesson: don't shout out your secret identities through a door on a dead silent hotel hall. The floor creaked under her weight. Old wood, went well with the rest of the room. He approved mentally. [/b]"Yeah, I Think I understand what you wanted to get through to me with that scare you gave me. I nearly peed myself. I did. I always have a bit on me. I crash a lot..."[/b] He sent a small smile her way, hoping she could see how grateful he was. He trusted her. Why? She cared for Robin, that was enough reason for him to trust her, nothing more nothing less. "I'm gonna wait with him here 'till he wakes up." Wally stated, it was safer to transport the Boy Wonder if Wally actually knew where exactly it hurt. He once again wondered, what had happened to the boy in his arms, if it was not the dragon, who was it then? "Why are you in here again? And, uhm, what's your name? You don't have to tell me what your actual name is, just.. what can I call you?" He blabbered, he knew it. Kid Flash blamed it on his lack of sleep.
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Post by Krepta on Apr 21, 2011 17:49:39 GMT -5
Krepta nodded. "Yeah, I'm a girl, and I was just collecting some supplies." She gestured to the bathroom and the missing towels. At least she wasn't 'someone's little sister.' That comment still made her laugh. She couldn't be further. Obviously those drugs were affecting Robin's ears as well. She shifted her weight and glanced at Robin again. "Good," she told Wally with a nod. "You know how to set ribs?" If he crashed that much then maybe he had been trained to set bones. While Krepta was surprisingly dexterous in her dragon form, draconic hands were not really suited to the delicate work of setting human ribs. She could talk Kid-Flash through it, but it would be easier if he had some prior experience. Taking her human form was out of the question. It was too risky, even if they were just kids. She had been 'just a kid once', and she had been far from harmless. She sighed at his next question though. It looked like she'd be stuck here for a while-- she wasn't about to leave these two alone when someone had obviously messed Robin up but good. Wally couldn't just go calling her 'hey dragon'. She couldn't give her real name either. Maybe it was time to adopt a temporary superhero name. She could drop it when she was done. She had been rolling around something in the back of her head for a while now. At last, she cracked a wry smile and answered. "You can call me Spit-fire."
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Post by chikaradesu on Apr 22, 2011 4:04:07 GMT -5
"Supplies? Like hotel soap and stuff?" Wally still had his eyes on Robin. He looked peaceful, not in pain at all. Kid Flash stood, feeling the floor boards under the palm of his feet, and gently tuck Robin in under the covers of the soft hotel bed. It was best to get him sleep, and then set the ribs back when he woke up, right? "Yeah, I'm pretty good at it. I, uhm, heal fast, so I have to fix up injuries like that literally right after they happen" He shifted his gaze to the dragon form. She still didn't look.. relaxed the way Kid Flash was relaxed now. His guard wasn't down, of course it wasn't, there was a dragon in the room. He vaguely wondered how long she'd been in there, but decided that wasn't important. She smiled, baring some of her sharp teeth, and told him her name. "Spit-fire" he tried it out. He liked it, it had a good ring to it. "Nice to meet you, I'm Kid Flash. The introduction before.. was a bit... off, figured I'd start over"
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Post by Krepta on Apr 22, 2011 14:50:04 GMT -5
Krepta chuckled. Off? She had nearly made the boy wet himself, but she wasn't going to bring that up. She was gruff, not cruel. Turning to watch Wally tuck Robin in, she couldn't help but give a faint smile. Kid-Flash really did care for him, and not because he had to. It reminded her of the good old days. It was how teams should be, like a family. If you couldn't trust your team-mate, who could you trust? She winced internally at that thought. No one, that was the answer. Heaving a sigh, she went back to looking for things that might aid her later on. Food, water... She left Robin's things alone of course. Bat's could afford to replace them, but there was no telling if he'd need them along. No hero carried those things along 'for funsies'. She eyed Wally. "How many of things do you have," she asked, meaning the Med-Kits of course. If he was willing to share, she wasn't going to complain. "We should set his ribs now. There's no telling how long he's been like that." She knew that he had probably already set them-- he was a Bat-child after all, but she wasn't going to take the chance, considering all that medication in his system. "Check under his shirt," she ordered, "If it's bandaged he's already gotten them. Don't worry, I don't think he's about to wake up any time soon."
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Post by chikaradesu on Apr 22, 2011 17:02:02 GMT -5
"Of med. supplies? Well, on me I just have the basics: painkillers, band aids, bandages stuff like that. Not much though, I can't really fit a lot in this suit, now can I?" He smirked mentioning his spandex. There was just enough light coming in through the windows, to make the colors of the tight piece of clothing be as bright as ever: the nice, loud yellow at his chest and boots, and the eye-catching red at his bottom and gloves. He adored his suit and couldn't help but to crack a proud smile at her. "But I have a full first-aid kit in my bike." When the Young Justice had gotten their bikes, Kid Flash had had Robin to ask Batman to make a special room in his bike for the kit: Wally really did crash that much. He eyed Robin again and then slowly walked over to the bed to lift the covers off the sleeping boy. He then lifted his shirt, a rather hard task seeing as the bat-family member was trapping the fabric between the madras and his lean body, but Kid Flash managed to do so without moving his teammate too much. Robin's ribcage was bandaged. It was a bit of a messy bandage but it would do for now. He's redo it in the morning before taking the bird home. "It looks fine," Wally announced relieved, "he's actually done a decent job considering he's done it himself. Then again, who'd expect less from Batman's partner?" The last part was a mumble and was followed by a small chuckle and a yawn, how late was it anyway? He looked out of the window. It was night, the sun having set long ago: there was not the slightest hint of red in the night sky, it was all dark, grey clouds in front of midnight blue. He could see no stars, and the moon, judging from the shadows on the other buildings, was in the other direction of where he was looking.
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Post by Krepta on Apr 23, 2011 20:40:02 GMT -5
Krepta chuckled. "The Bat would have his head if he didn't," she answered. She didn't know Batman personally, but she knew his reputation, and had met him enough times to confirm it's actuality. She watched Wally yawn and followed his gaze to the window. It was getting late. She didn't like leaving them there, but they would probably be okay if she did. She couldn't exactly bring them to her home. Still... She shook her head and moved towards the open window. "I wouldn't recommend staying here if I were you. Just in case anyone did hear." However, it was true that if anything was likely to happen it would have done so by now, but Krepta was a creature of caution. The choice would have to be theirs. "Your team-mate is out, so that leaves you to call the shots. I can help you get him back to... where ever it is you're staying, or you can stay here and wait things out." She moved closer to the window. "Me though, I've got to head out. I don't like to stay anywhere for too long at a time."
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Post by chikaradesu on Apr 24, 2011 4:45:20 GMT -5
Wally shifted his gaze from the window to look at Spit-fire. It would be nice if she could carry Robin back to the base, but if she did, she'd know where it was located. Even if the Speedster liked her, he couldn't let that happen. 'Sides, they had two bikes; The R-cycle and Kid Flash's extra first aid-cycle. Robin shouldn't ride his though, not in his condition, and it wouldn't be safe to have them both ride one. Maybe the red Dragon could dump them off at Happy Harbor? He was a bit uncertain if that would be responsible. Urgh.. this was a hard one. "Thanks Spit-fire, but I can't take you up on your offer. If I do, our secret HQ won't be as secret anymore," he shrug his shoulders in defeat, it really would have made thinks a lot easier, "I'll have to stay here until Rob wakes up. I can't transport him like this, not when I'm not sure how bad his condition is." Wind blew in from he open window, making the hairs on his head sway a bit and Robin shift under his covers. It had gotten colder in the room, to the point where he could feel his skin get goosebumps under his suit. Brr, he better find a blanket or something soon.
"If you really got to go, be safe, okay? And feel free to take from the first aid kit in my bike, it's in a small room under the seat." He smiled at her "And thanks, for.. you know.. stuff" He held out a hand, but realized that shaking hands with a DRAGON might be a bit hard, and let it fall to his side again awkwardly. He laughed a little at his silliness.
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Post by Krepta on Apr 24, 2011 16:45:13 GMT -5
Krepta grinned. He was smarter than he looked. While she considered herself trustworthy, he didn't know that, and while she wanted to help, his decision was a sound one. She turned toward the window, relishing the cool wind her face. She didn't feel it as much as the other two. "Stay smart," she said, squeezing back out the window. "Thanks for the stuff." She couldn't completely fix the screen, but putting the window back into place would help. Pressing the glass pane back where it should be, she glanced around for this 'bike'. She found it quickly and had to laugh a bit. They were letting kids drive motorcycles younger and younger these days. Then again, they were Supers. They had much, much more dangerous things to worry about in their lives then a bike crash. Delicately, she pried open the storage case attached to the vehicle and removed a roll of medical tape, some bandages, pain-killers, and a bottle of antiseptic. You never had enough antiseptic in her profession. She didn't have a handy dandy medical staff to stitch her back together; she had to do that herself. If either of them got hurt on the way back then at worst the Justice League had to beam them to sick-bay. She chuckled. They would be fine.
Shoving her new-found supplies into her bag, she secured the straps and set to finding a long empty spot. She could take off from nearly any surface, but it was easier if she had a strip of ground to run first. The parking lot would work fine. It was mostly empty anyhow. Backing up, thundered along the pavement, enjoying the morning air rasping in her throat and the soft burn of working muscles. It was a good morning for a flight. Launching off at the end of the parking lot with powerful kind legs, she muscled her way up into the skies and swiftly vanished into the distance, back towards Gotham.
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Post by chikaradesu on Apr 24, 2011 16:55:58 GMT -5
Wally looked after the dragon leaving out the old window. "yeah, I'll stay super sharp" me murmured after her. He needed to sleep now. His day had been long and tiering, he was cold and kind of hungry. He flopped down on the bed, making Robin grunt in pain. Wally mental slapped himself, how stupid was he anyway, he KNEW the boy wonder was injured, that's why he was here in the first place wasn't it? He ate half of the energy bar from the cupboard on his wrist, Robin probably needed the other half in the morning, and then He crept down under the covers next to his team mate. He'd just stay 'till he had gotten the heat back in his body and then he'd be up and ready to treat Robin when he woke up... Or that's what Kid Flash told himself right before he fell asleep, right there, curled up next to Robin in the small hotel room.
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Post by ritsukaorchid on Apr 24, 2011 17:43:36 GMT -5
" I'm giving up; I'm giving up s l o w l y I'm blending in so you don't even k n o w me. Apart from this whole w o r l d that shares my fate. " - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - [/b]ichard slept soundly, with only one flicker of pain in the night, but that was Wally's doing. Otherwise he was still and peaceful, dreamless at first. But his injuries were safe. He'd re-broken his ribs in the bathroom before wrapping himself up - first rule of Batman first-aid. Never let anything heal wrong. It'll be more painful breaking it the second time. With the dragon gone, there was nothing else to alert him out of his slumber, and he woke slowly in the morning. Dawn pulled her rosy skirts through the little town, the tail ends of her gown dusting through the window of the hotel room. Robin emerged from his deep sleep easily, the medication out of his system, as if pushing through cobwebs of darkness, dragging each limb one by one from its depths. Eyes sliding open, he took a deep breath and went to stretch his back like always, both motions making him dizzy with pain. He saw black stars and lay back, very, very still, waiting in agony for the pain to fade. When it did he sighed softly. Damn. He'd forgotten. Lifting an arm to rub sleep from his eyes, he paused. Why wouldn't his other arm come loose from his side? He tugged at it gently, finding it in a vice-like hold. And. . . why is my side so warm? Slowly, he turned his head on the pillow to see Wally in full Kid Flash mode buried under the covers beside him, clinging to his arm like a teddy bear. Robin's face slowly went beet red. He let out a deep breath, and his face dimmed to a lighter shade of crimson as he looked at the older boy. Breathing softly and slowly, he was smiling in his sleep, red hair tousled and pressed by the pillow. Well, at least he got the message. Robin lay back and tried to relax. OK, so Wally was sleeping next to him. Didn't mean he. . . m-meant anything by it. I mean, they were just friends, right. . . ? Robin blushed and shoved the thought aside. Then he got a realization. Wally! No one was supposed to see him as Richard! Well, it was too late for his face, he supposed, but his eyes could still be scavenged from this mess. He slid his free hand down the side of the bed, creeping his fingers along his suitcase, looking for the latch. He slowly eased it open on both sides. Half the suitcase slid quietly to the floor, revealing an immaculate set-up of supplies and his replacement normal clothes, underneath hidden his Robin suit. He pushed his sweatshirt aside and groped around for his mask, grasping the fine material and pressing it over his eyes before working the suitcase shut, and latched again. Then he lay back, ribs aching, and reached to swallow one more pill of Vikadin. Three put you to sleep, two was 12 hours, and one was six. He wasn't supposed to operate any heavy machinery, aka his bike, while he was on it, but he was also not going to ride with his ribs in agony. They'd have to think of something else. Robin settled back into the pillows, glanced at Wally, and frowned at the ceiling, trying to figure another solution. [/ul][/ul][/ul][/ul][/ul][/ul][/ul] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - " I'm begging you to be m y escape. I'm giving up, I'm doing this a l o n e now, 'Cause I failed, and I'm ready to s h o w now - You showed me the way, and now I'm trying to g e t there. " I know to live you must g i v e your life away.
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Post by chikaradesu on Apr 24, 2011 18:00:38 GMT -5
Wally felt the morning sun hit his back through the window, but denying himself to awaken he hugged his teddy closer. Sleeping with a teddy bear was a secret he never would tell anyone, not even the Flash, though he probably already knew. The sun was making him burn under the covers, and finally, sighing in defeat he opened his eyes to a new day. And Robin's shoulder.
Surprised Wally shot away from the Boy Wonder, falling off the bed in the process, landing with a tub on his butt with a yelp. "Dude! why are you in my bed?!" He rubbed the sore spot on his back groaning, before remembering everything from the evening before. "oh. Morning Rob, how are you?" Kid Flash grinned, walking around the bed to check on his friend. "I didn't wanna move you too much last night with you passed out like that. What did you take to get like that anyway?" He sat on the soft bed, carefully to not hurt his friend. He'd decided to not mention the Dragon; no need to sound like you've gone mental first thing in the morning. Nothing serious had happened after all. Except for her knowing Wally's first name and Robin's face. But it would be hard to find out their secret ID's with just that.
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Post by ritsukaorchid on Apr 24, 2011 18:28:03 GMT -5
" I'm giving up; I'm giving up s l o w l y I'm blending in so you don't even k n o w me. Apart from this whole w o r l d that shares my fate. " - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - [/b]ichard was in the middle of some bus idea when Wally woke up and scared him crapless by yelping and falling out of the bed. The covers went with him, and Robin was left in his black boxers and white shirt over his rib wrappings, the cold shocking him. I'm awake, now! He thought comically. Struggling upright, Robin peered over at his friend, aghast. "Idiot! You're in my bed!" He laughed, hurting himself enough to make him grimace. Leaning back against the headboard with an arm over his stomach, he breathed slowly and steadily until the pain faded, then cracked a grin at Wally. It wasn't so bed with the meds. "I've been better. But hey, at least I'm in one piece." As his friend walked around he peered up at him through his mask. "Good idea. I don't know how fast I heal, and if I broke anything else I'd be in a pickle. I've only got enough meds to get back to the Bat mansion - like tomorrow at the latest." He shook his head at Wally. "It was really weird; I went out to assist a family of supers in an investigation with teenagers of all sorta vanishing to join some strange computer company, and when we finally found the company all the kids were gone already! They'd moved them, and left nothing behind! It was like scorched earth. Even the scanners were ripped from the walls." He smacked his forehead. "Then, to top it off, they sent a Robin-killing army after me and I got beat to smithereens before the super family could tear them off me and into pieces. I got nothing but a scrap, Walls; I've never failed a mission so badly before." He mourned. His head had been fuzzy from sleep and medication, so when he finally recalled last night, he yelped and looked around at the window, jerking his head left and right to check something. No, it was gone! All of it! HE HADN'T BEEN DREAMING! "KID!" He blurted. "The dragon! Did you see the dragon? The red one, with the wings and the talking? Did she hurt you, did you have to fight her off? She seemed nice, but gruff, you know, and I let her take the soap and stuff, but, but. . . " He trailed off in embarrassment, like the air let out of a balloon. He must sound insane, ranting about a mythical creature. A blush stained his face under his mask and into his cheeks. "D-Did you, Walls?" He asked in a small voice. [/ul][/ul][/ul][/ul][/ul][/ul][/ul] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - " I'm begging you to be m y escape. I'm giving up, I'm doing this a l o n e now, 'Cause I failed, and I'm ready to s h o w now - You showed me the way, and now I'm trying to g e t there. " I know to live you must g i v e your life away.
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Post by chikaradesu on Apr 24, 2011 18:43:51 GMT -5
Kid Flash looked at Robin explaining his mission, that really did sound odd. How would the baddies have had time to move the teenagers in time?
Before he could think of any answers, Robin exploded in a rain of questions about the dragon. Kid Flash couldn't help but to crack a amused smile at the tone of utter worry and confusion in Robin's voice. "Yes, I saw the dragon, no, I didn't have to fight her and I know, I gave her some of my med kit," Wally answered, "She knows my name though, and she's seen your face. It's no threat, she can't find out secret IDs with just that, and she did seem nice, so it should be fine. And don't worry about the mission, to me it seems like a setup." Wally's stomach growled loudly, making the speedster jerk his head downward to look at the traitorous body part, while a blush crept to his face. Why, WHY must you growl at the most stupid AND awkward moments, stomach? WHY? He shifted his gaze to Robin, a hope blooming in that traitorous stomach: Maybe the boy wonder hadn't heard.
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Post by ritsukaorchid on Apr 24, 2011 19:01:29 GMT -5
" I'm giving up; I'm giving up s l o w l y I'm blending in so you don't even k n o w me. Apart from this whole w o r l d that shares my fate. " - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - [/b]ichard wilted in shame at the amused smile. Ha haha haaa. . . He was a dork. Anyway, listening to Flash, he breathed a sigh of relief and nodded. "Yeah, she was cool; a hero. A rouge hero, though. Didn't watch her name," he murmured as a last thought, gazing at the busted up window. Oh, well. He hoped she'd take care of herself. Looked like she had a hard life. As Wally's stomach growled, he grinned, meeting the boy's hopefully gaze and killing whatever thought it was. "Hungry, bottomless pit?" He teased. Motioning to his bag, he smiled at the boy. "Go ahead and grab what rations I've got in my bag, Walls. We both need some breakfast. . . I'm not supposed to take those meds on an empty stomach and last night I didn't eat anything for dinner." He sat back then, wondering about his mission. Who could've set them up? He shuddered. Whoever it was, he or she was strong, and smart as hell, to reel him in and almost kill him with specially designed soldiers. Maybe they had super soldiers, or flash soldiers, or bat soldiers. . . ? Robin felt a dark pit in his stomach. There was something very, very wrong going on here. [/ul][/ul][/ul][/ul][/ul][/ul][/ul] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - " I'm begging you to be m y escape. I'm giving up, I'm doing this a l o n e now, 'Cause I failed, and I'm ready to s h o w now - You showed me the way, and now I'm trying to g e t there. " I know to live you must g i v e your life away.
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