it didn’t occur to him that the town would use his brother against him, however—guren’s punishment was like that, but in the end, that was guren’s problem. if his brother were weaponized… dextera would lose in an instant. he knows himself too well. ]
Thank you, Damian.
[ oddly, this is how he starts his reply. hearing that his story is not the worst damian has known… is a relief, selfish as that is. ]
As long as I don’t have to hurt him, I think I’ll be all right. But I appreciate the warning. It’s easy to forget where we are and what we’re all doing here.
As for the animals, I haven’t. Some of the monsters have been purified, and they were interesting, but I haven’t had any reason to purify the fauna that isn’t aggressive.
Kent likes to believe this place won't be that disturbing, but I wouldn't doubt there's potential for it to try. For a week, Father couldn't see or hear me. Just be prepared for anything.
[The town is gonna use Jon against him, isn't it? :'(]
If your purification reduces something to its purest state, we should try to purify one of the animals in the forest. They're mutated, and you said it sounded as if multiple voices were speaking.
We could try to restore them to their base forms. Or one base form. I'll help you.
[ dextera doesn’t want to think about it. something like being forced away from his brother for a week—it’s too cruel. dextera would go crazy. he can’t stand the thought deeply enough that he just ignores it, but it’s unfortunately not much easier to respond to the other half of the message. ]
I’ll end up killing them.
[ it would be useful to look, but he’s afraid. he doesn’t want to hurt something that didn’t hurt him first—damian knows first hand that purification burns, and that’s if the person survives. ]
[ but really, not at all. it’s just that everything dextera deals with is so thoroughly corrupted that there’s no bringing it back. in this town, people have at least retained their minds.
the animals… well, he’s still worried about that. ]
I don’t want to hurt them either, but I feel it may benefit us if we try just once. To see if we can help them. If we can return them to their original form, even one, it could be something that offers us a better standard of living.
[ …dextera doesn’t want damian to take the blame, necessarily, but it’s also a big relief to hear that the burden of responsibility won’t be laid on him if something goes wrong. he’s weak to a deal like that. ]
Then… just once is all right. If you’re really sure you want to try.
Anything could happen, however. Are you prepared for that? I'll protect you, but I can't predict what this place will try.
[Hm. Like the Elizabeth Wormhole Incident. Yikes. He doesn't want anything fucked up to happen to Dextera... but he wants to test the purification to see if they can help the animals and also obtain beneficial animals for themselves.
Maybe they can find out what's wrong with them.]
If anything happens, it'll be my fault. I wanted to do it. [He doesn't wanna At All, yet...] I'll tell Ichinose, if it makes you feel better.
[ the worst that will happen, dextera imagines, is that the animals are just going to die in a terrible flash of agony, and nothing will happen to dextera and damian except they’re slightly traumatized by destroying an innocent animal’s life. ]
I’ll tell him.
We might need to test it on a few animals, though, just to make sure. I don’t want to do this and learn nothing.
[ he remembers the bird he saw fly into god’s chamber, immediately distorting so horribly it looked painful to be alive—and then the archangel had crushed it, right under his foot. it was an example, not an act of mercy. dextera doesn’t want to be that kind of god. ]
[Part of him wonders if he should tell his father or Jon. Maybe it'd be better to even tell Selina; he doesn't think she'd fret like his father or want to get involved like his friend.
But no. Telling Guren is more than what he wants to do. This is fine.
He's early to the Bluo side of the forest because he has packed, and he's Damian instead of Robin of course. Dextera will likely find him putting specific, intricate knots in some rope while waiting.
One arm is looped through the bow he crafted for the shooting quest, hooking it onto a shoulder. The quiver isn't anything more than stitched scrap of clothing tethered to his waist, and he only has four or five arrows. The sling pack across his chest is about the same state of affairs: stitched scrap with a few flapped pockets. Provisions probably.
The Waynes have no powers, so he has to be prepared.]
[ dextera almost forgets that his neck is bruised up from a certain somebody!!! until he’s starting to leave the house. the strangle marks from his brother have mostly faded, and they’ve been replaced with various love bites of various sizes, and dextera winces at himself in the mirror. don’t look at him, damian… don’t look. ]
…?
[ dextera forgets to hide his neck as he approaches, anyway, since he’s more interested in damian’s supplies. ]
[Welp. That is absolutely the first place Damian looks because he's a Bat. His brows pinch just a bit; however, he doesn't say anything about them at first.]
Ropes for snares. It'll be easier and less dangerous to try trapping something humanely than capturing it with our hands. [He doesn't stop in finishing off a knot. His eyes flick from Dextera's face to Dextera's neck then down at his hands.] What are those?
[ dextera was fully prepared to just grab something with his stupid bare hands, but damian, as always, has the better idea. he doesn’t know how to capture anything except his chickens, and that’s only because they’re receptive to being held. ]
…
[ those… are nothing. dextera covers the side of his neck with one hand. ]
[Dextera... you can't just... cover up... choke marks with... love bites...]
Bruises. [He twines the ropes around his palms and his elbows to neatly tuck them into loops for carrying.] I'm thirteen, but I'm not an idiot.
Superficial blood vessels burst in the neck when there's suction applied to the thinner skin. You've also been strangled.
[Hmm.]
There's a high mortality rate in males practicing erotic asphyxiation. [Are you happy to have this conversation with a deadpan thirteen year old?] I don't want to hear about what you do in private, but you could at least put them somewhere less noticeable.
[ IT’S REALLY GREAT THAT YOU’RE A DETECTIVE, DAMIAN ]
…
[ it’s not like dextera decided to get strangled or to have guren mark up his neck—or rather, he didn’t plan out his timeline for privacy with guren to happen to work out with meeting damian like this. please. have mercy. ]
Two different people. [ hm, this conversation is bad ] Not… erotic.
[ just so he’s clear on that—only the strangling was not sexy, which was really the crux of this issue, right? dextera isn’t into erotic asphyxiation that he knows. ]
[While not at all convinced, and it shows on his face, Damian doesn't have the motivation to pry it the minefield that is Dextera's sex life to sort out strangulation and hickeys. Well, more so than he already has.
For now, there's no way for him to pick out the guilty parties. He doesn't even know Guren and Dextera are an item, and he doesn't think Dextera's brother would so quickly try to choke Dextera out.
All he knows is "don't worry, it's fixed" means they are people Dextera wants to protect. People close to him.
Damian's eyes look over Dextera's neck again, and then he turns around to head into the forest. Aside from the warnings, Damian is surprisingly lacking in judgment. Weirdest thirteen year old ever.] Fine. Come on.
[ thank you, damian. dextera visibly relaxes, since damian’s guess is correct—they’re the closest people to him that exist right now, and even if guren had been the one to choke dextera, dextera probably would have protected him like this, too. gotta work on that self-esteem, buddy!
he follows damian, considering his own powers, what he can do and what he’d like to do. ]
Something… this size. [ he makes a medium-to-small gesture with his hands. ] With color.
Alright. [In truth, Damian doesn't have any say over what gets caught in the snare. If he knows what they're looking for, he can capture and release until they get something appropriate.
He's quiet the rest of the way in, mostly since he seems attentive to the area. They don't have to go far to get the job done, but he knows they have to pick a good spot. Looking up through the trees is only to be sure nothing won't jump them. His focus is usually along the ground, the brush. A few times, he pauses to bend down and inspect tracks.] There.
[He points across the forest floor to the distance.] A trail. [The trap goes in a tight squeeze where there's a lot of concealment from the forest. He has two thick, short sticks that have been carved with notches, and those seem to be the release mechanism when he puts them together with the ropes. Set-up takes about ten minutes.]
Now we wait.
[They won't have to chase with a snare, so Damian leads them a good distance away and behind one of the heavier trees to sit. Whispering is fine; however, Dextera can understand a better method.] The tracks were hooves, but small. Maybe a pig or boar or a goat.
[ dextera watches damian set things up, clearly impressed with it all. he’s never been good with traps—the occasional disk or brand has served him well, but he has none of those here. he’s not sure what would serve to trap an animal, anyway—a paralysis disk? a glue brand? he’s never tried to use one like that, and he’s not sure when he’ll get the chance again.
he nods. ]
You do this often?
[ the execution squad members were much more made for this kind of thing than dextera, but he never had to be stealthy about killing. ]
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it didn’t occur to him that the town would use his brother against him, however—guren’s punishment was like that, but in the end, that was guren’s problem. if his brother were weaponized… dextera would lose in an instant. he knows himself too well. ]
Thank you, Damian.
[ oddly, this is how he starts his reply. hearing that his story is not the worst damian has known… is a relief, selfish as that is. ]
As long as I don’t have to hurt him, I think I’ll be all right. But I appreciate the warning. It’s easy to forget where we are and what we’re all doing here.
As for the animals, I haven’t. Some of the monsters have been purified, and they were interesting, but I haven’t had any reason to purify the fauna that isn’t aggressive.
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Kent likes to believe this place won't be that disturbing, but I wouldn't doubt there's potential for it to try. For a week, Father couldn't see or hear me. Just be prepared for anything.
[The town is gonna use Jon against him, isn't it? :'(]
If your purification reduces something to its purest state, we should try to purify one of the animals in the forest. They're mutated, and you said it sounded as if multiple voices were speaking.
We could try to restore them to their base forms. Or one base form. I'll help you.
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I’ll end up killing them.
[ it would be useful to look, but he’s afraid. he doesn’t want to hurt something that didn’t hurt him first—damian knows first hand that purification burns, and that’s if the person survives. ]
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[ but really, not at all. it’s just that everything dextera deals with is so thoroughly corrupted that there’s no bringing it back. in this town, people have at least retained their minds.
the animals… well, he’s still worried about that. ]
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I don’t want to hurt them either, but I feel it may benefit us if we try just once. To see if we can help them. If we can return them to their original form, even one, it could be something that offers us a better standard of living.
Them too.
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Then… just once is all right. If you’re really sure you want to try.
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[Hm. Like the Elizabeth Wormhole Incident. Yikes. He doesn't want anything fucked up to happen to Dextera... but he wants to test the purification to see if they can help the animals and also obtain beneficial animals for themselves.
Maybe they can find out what's wrong with them.]
If anything happens, it'll be my fault. I wanted to do it. [He doesn't wanna At All, yet...] I'll tell Ichinose, if it makes you feel better.
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I’ll tell him.
We might need to test it on a few animals, though, just to make sure. I don’t want to do this and learn nothing.
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[Damian Wayne is many annoying things, but one he isn't is someone who can't own up to what he does.]
If we try the first one and it goes very badly, we'll stop. Otherwise, we'll test a few if that's something you're willing to do.
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[ he remembers the bird he saw fly into god’s chamber, immediately distorting so horribly it looked painful to be alive—and then the archangel had crushed it, right under his foot. it was an example, not an act of mercy. dextera doesn’t want to be that kind of god. ]
When would you like to meet?
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Whenever is convenient. If you have things to do, do them.
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I don’t have anything to do. Let’s meet at the forest’s entrance in Bluo in about an hour.
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[Part of him wonders if he should tell his father or Jon. Maybe it'd be better to even tell Selina; he doesn't think she'd fret like his father or want to get involved like his friend.
But no. Telling Guren is more than what he wants to do. This is fine.
He's early to the Bluo side of the forest because he has packed, and he's Damian instead of Robin of course. Dextera will likely find him putting specific, intricate knots in some rope while waiting.
One arm is looped through the bow he crafted for the shooting quest, hooking it onto a shoulder. The quiver isn't anything more than stitched scrap of clothing tethered to his waist, and he only has four or five arrows. The sling pack across his chest is about the same state of affairs: stitched scrap with a few flapped pockets. Provisions probably.
The Waynes have no powers, so he has to be prepared.]
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…?
[ dextera forgets to hide his neck as he approaches, anyway, since he’s more interested in damian’s supplies. ]
Hello. [ a distracted greeting. ] What are those?
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Ropes for snares. It'll be easier and less dangerous to try trapping something humanely than capturing it with our hands. [He doesn't stop in finishing off a knot. His eyes flick from Dextera's face to Dextera's neck then down at his hands.] What are those?
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…
[ those… are nothing. dextera covers the side of his neck with one hand. ]
Bruises.
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Bruises. [He twines the ropes around his palms and his elbows to neatly tuck them into loops for carrying.] I'm thirteen, but I'm not an idiot.
Superficial blood vessels burst in the neck when there's suction applied to the thinner skin. You've also been strangled.
[Hmm.]
There's a high mortality rate in males practicing erotic asphyxiation. [Are you happy to have this conversation with a deadpan thirteen year old?] I don't want to hear about what you do in private, but you could at least put them somewhere less noticeable.
i hate this thread
…
[ it’s not like dextera decided to get strangled or to have guren mark up his neck—or rather, he didn’t plan out his timeline for privacy with guren to happen to work out with meeting damian like this. please. have mercy. ]
Two different people. [ hm, this conversation is bad ] Not… erotic.
remember this the next time you sin
You're saying two different people attacked you; one tried to strangle you, and the other tried to suck your neck?
[Dextera is into masochism and vampires. OK.]
Who?
take it back
…the latter, erotic.
[ just so he’s clear on that—only the strangling was not sexy, which was really the crux of this issue, right? dextera isn’t into erotic asphyxiation that he knows. ]
Don’t worry. It’s fixed.
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For now, there's no way for him to pick out the guilty parties. He doesn't even know Guren and Dextera are an item, and he doesn't think Dextera's brother would so quickly try to choke Dextera out.
All he knows is "don't worry, it's fixed" means they are people Dextera wants to protect. People close to him.
Damian's eyes look over Dextera's neck again, and then he turns around to head into the forest. Aside from the warnings, Damian is surprisingly lacking in judgment. Weirdest thirteen year old ever.] Fine. Come on.
What do you want to try to capture first?
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he follows damian, considering his own powers, what he can do and what he’d like to do. ]
Something… this size. [ he makes a medium-to-small gesture with his hands. ] With color.
[ as for an actual animal? he has no idea. ]
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He's quiet the rest of the way in, mostly since he seems attentive to the area. They don't have to go far to get the job done, but he knows they have to pick a good spot. Looking up through the trees is only to be sure nothing won't jump them. His focus is usually along the ground, the brush. A few times, he pauses to bend down and inspect tracks.] There.
[He points across the forest floor to the distance.] A trail. [The trap goes in a tight squeeze where there's a lot of concealment from the forest. He has two thick, short sticks that have been carved with notches, and those seem to be the release mechanism when he puts them together with the ropes. Set-up takes about ten minutes.]
Now we wait.
[They won't have to chase with a snare, so Damian leads them a good distance away and behind one of the heavier trees to sit. Whispering is fine; however, Dextera can understand a better method.] The tracks were hooves, but small. Maybe a pig or boar or a goat.
It might take a while.
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he nods. ]
You do this often?
[ the execution squad members were much more made for this kind of thing than dextera, but he never had to be stealthy about killing. ]
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