Damian

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@Petloverkate2 asked ~

"What was your time in the league like, and do you have flash backs, and how do you handle it?"

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The camera turned on, showing Damian standing there, with a scowl on his face, and arms crossed.  He radiated annoyance.

"Tt.  Of course I remember my time in the league.  I was raised there for nearly eleven years."  He coldly informed.  Turning his head away for a moment.

"Its training, and learning.  Nothing more to it, but blood.  Blood mattered greatly.  Wether spilt, kept, or traded."

"And yes, I do have flashbacks and memories. Of course.  I remember many times of when I stabbed someone, or trained for 48 hours."  He supplied roughly, turning to face the camera, still annoyed.

"As for handling it, I deal with it." 

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Wayne Manor - 3:06 AM

Down stairs, near the grandfather clock that led to the Bat Cave, Damian sat on the recliner with Dick in front of the flaming fire place.

Damian was huddled in Dicks lap, fast asleep.  Dick not far behind him either.  Both sitting or slouching in peacful silence.  The fire crackling lightly, and a blanket over top both of them.

This footage was brought to you by yours truly,

~Tim Drake
Your welcome ;)

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"DRAKE!!!" 

"DICK!!!"

CLANG

THUMP

"OW-! DAMIAN- WAIT-"

CRASH

"ENOUGH!"

CLANG

Jason and Dick watched.  Jason was enjoying it, while Dick was worried.  "Should we...?"  Dick didn't finish.

... "Naaaah."  Jason smirked.

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