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I apologise for the mess. (The mess being bloody foot prints. He tried not to touch anything.) Do you recognise this crest? (He showed Wally a piece of fabric with an unknown symbol printed on it.)
...what happened
And given the result, neither on the good one. Or perhaps it's just you and your poor culinary abilities. I wonder which one it is.
Brownies donโt come out as good on the bad tray, Jason
... Please, next time you try to reproduce molten rock, don't use the good tray.
(For a moment he was tempted to accept the flask, but that would've meant taking his mask off and... Be seen. So he shook his head, politely.) Thank you, but I will have to return to work shortly and I need my head clear.
ใ คแ แ ใ ค ใ คแ แ ใ ค.. Who knows is right. ( * sitting now .. offering a metal flask full of vodka in the pitter - patter of raindrops. ) แ แ ใ ค
Right. Well, despite that, maybe the rain is enough to help us understand. Or not... Who the hell knows.
ใ คแ แ ใ ค ใ คแ แ ใ คto some kind of degree๏น maybe a little. Then again .. you are simply human. We arenโ t connected in any way.. besides the rain. ใ คแ แ ใ ค
It's just... I like the sound of it. It has become louder in the past years.
ใ คแ แ ใ คใ คแ แ ใ คEyes jarring at the silhouette of Jason . Someone enjoys the rain ... ใ คแ แ ใ ค
Drenched. Got caught in the rain on his way back.
Whatever. Jason won't try to reach him now. He's in the middle of some other investigation.
Can't stop because the "Bart" handing the note was a scout and if he stopped, Jason would notice he was a glowing Speed Force construct instead of the original Bart and the original would end up in trouble. Again. Maybe. All the Barts are overthinking a little right now. Anyways, time to be +
He could've just stopped to say that, but anyway... Instead of pocketing the note, he pulls out his lighter and burns it.
Leaves a note on his hand that reads "the Speed Force is acting very weird. I am trying to find Max. See you later," as he speeds by.
"I hope you have information for me, Impulse."
Good morning!
"I would've thought so, but the bastard followed me to the area where Wally was wounded. I was looking for whatever lead I could find, given the intel he gave me about the place... But found nothing worth mentioning. Only a man who failed to prove stealthy enough to ambush me." Jason stared at +
Putting the thermos down, Damian took the fabric and studied the crest on it. It looked familiar, yet different from the one he had seen. "A few days ago I came across a similar one, drawn on a wall in an abandoned building. Another assassin group? I thought it was just another gang."
โ ๐๐ป๐ฑ ๐๐ผ๐ฑ ๐ธ๐ป๐ผ๐๐, ๐ถ๐'๐ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐ผ๐ป๐น๐ ๐๐ฎ๐ ๐๐ผ ๐ต๐ฒ๐ฎ๐น ๐ป๐ผ๐ . . .โ
"Right." He wouldn't dwell on that, even if he'd keep an eye on him. "I wanted to ask you if you recognised this crest. They are good at killing. Not that good, though."
"I'm alright." He accepted the thermos and opened it, breathing in the fragrant scent. "And that fabric?" he finally asked. Then, he sipped the tea. Damian hummed and gave a nod of approval. ๐๐ฐ๐ต ๐ฃ๐ข๐ฅ, his brother made a great student.