Satisfaction

          ❛ sorry. the subway wasn’t accepting people                  in full costume on board tonight.❜

                         the one time she thought she’d have a night off                                  &            well she’s not exactly pleased to have                                   been forced to dawn the  orange spandex to be                                   an  arsenal  delivery.  a  gloved   hand  moves                                    to grab the bag of extra equipment she brought                                  & pull it from her shoulder.

          ❛ sounding a little grateful   would go a LONG                way. ❜

                ❛ yeah? so would a couple hours                  of sleep. don't hear me complaining,                  do you?❜

                              he feels like complaining more about it, honestly.                               he knows the team ----- artemis, is dealing with                               things he's probably not even aware of yet. they                               engaged in things of a broader scale. lately, his                                focus was on lexcorp and... well, lexcorp. some                               grudges were hard to give up.

                              as soon as the bag lands in front of him, he's on it.

               ❛sorry, kid. i don't do teams anymore. ❜

                             harsh words from a hoarse voice. roy was exhausted,                              but that did not mean that he would willingly accept                              help. especially not from one of nightwing's sidekick                              crew.

                        no. the whole team-up ordeal left a bad taste                         in his mouth. let the clone deal with them. arsenal                         doesn't need a team.

          ❛about time you got here. ❜