#jorhdans

“Just like old times, huh?” He asked. Whimsical, a touch of bitterness there below the surface. “Somebody's gotta keep your feet on the ground.”

" NO! " dick knows he's bright red-- blossoming up his neck and all the way to the tips of his ears he can feel the shameful heat like a sauna. IT WAS A SLIP, like calling your teacher mom, or saying 'you too' to a food service worker, there's a sort of standard operating procedure in situations like this and it just . . . it just slipped! dick rolls his eyes, embarrassed, and then embarrassed again for BEING embarrassed. he pouted frowned. " wally told me you were cool. " the bustle of the street was a good diversion, but not good enough. luckily, it's not like his little slip gave their cover up -- it actually probably enhanced it, all things considered. some bumbling fifteen year old with what they would no assume was his father figure would easily fly them so far below the radar, they'd have to dig. but it was the principle of the thing!!!! and, unfortunately the thing is --- not only was he still cool, but dick would bet he'd always be cool. he was both HAL JORD.AN & A GREEN LANTERN, cool was almost guaranteed but in this particular moment, dick is fine with lying about it. roy & wally would NEVER let him hear the end of this one. he finally looks back at hal directly. " don't tell wally or roy. " dick looked away & paused. oh, and most importantly: " or bruce. "

hal's annoyed look came across just fine,  but he was also easier to read than ❛ the very hungry catterpillar. ❜     [   ...   ]     guy used the nail of his pinky finger to casually remove some leftovers from his teeth as he talked in response.          ❝ i love complainin' if it makes you all prissy like this.    ━━━but no. ❞          he didn't respond to hal moving away from him,  simply crossing his arms as he cocked his head.    it wasn't a game of cat and mouse,  he wasn’t going to chase him.    who did hal think he was ?    sinestro ?          ❝ she's metan, probably easy at that. just go up to her in uniform. no biggie. ━━━or do ya need me to show you how to talk to girls now too ? ❞

“What about that one?” She pointed to a seemingly random star, a long long way from where they were lying on a blanket the bed of an old pick up, starring up at the night sky.  It’d taken the three of them a few hours to drive up into the mountains to get away from the light pollution that came hand in hand with major cities -- but it was good.  It felt like old times.  Ollie was busy doing his survivalist nature man thing and starting a fire, but that left Dinah and Hal with time to stargaze (like hell they were getting between Ollie and ‘his methods’).  “Have you been to that one too, flyboy?”   

the next day, at 11:02am: this friggin sucks :(    [ sent ! by accident, when he was groaning to himself. wally gasps.]

   sms.    How much would I have to pay you to be here right now? My calls aren’t going through, so I’m going to assume your space service is God awful.     sms.    Please answer. Whenever you can. 

us, 3 hours later with a fully developed star sapphire!hal au: . . . 

               dick could never admit this   (he could probably never go home if he did)   but hal WAS a cool person.   maybe it was the ring, maybe it was the larger-than-life hero schtick and maybe it was just   HAL.   hal who could brush off anything, even criticism with confidence and expertise that dick could only ever aspire to.       all of which dick highly doubted was a byproduct of his neglecting a to-do list.                                   but then again, a part of becoming a hero, of being a sidekick who is more than the shadow he stands in is playing the part. he can’t fanboy like every other kid with an autograph book. just as b taught him, the mission comes first.        “ i uh, i have the schematics here. ”         dick said instead, pulling out his wrist waynetech along with a projection of the buildings layout.     “ batman said to wait until the signal. ”