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you said that i could trust you. first, the tamagotchies, now this? (tim)
Roy sighed deeply "For the last time, Tim. I did not kill the tamagotchie on purpose. I was literally in the hospital with a concussion and broken rib. You'd think you'd cut me some slack but noooo."
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How long before I lose my novelty? - tim for roy
She almost laughs at the absurdity of it, at the thought that he could ever be anything less than what she wanted. There was nothing she could imagine that would make him anything less than in her eyes. Nothing that could make her long for anything else. And it killed her that he couldn't see that. "How's never sound? Cause, telling ya now, feels like I learn something new about you every day and I 'm kinda loving all of it. And, I'm not talking just the...you know....kinky freaky, I'm talking about how I love watching you stumble around before you have coffee and your seriosu codependancy with you're dog. You stopped being a novelty a long time ago.
“What’re you going to do, kill me?” (tim)
"Oh please, Roy shook her head. "Killing you is way too easy, and I wouldn't eve have to do it myself, I'd just Buy Jason a book, or Damian a new paint set and-" She snapped her fingers. "All done." "Actually", she frowned. "I think Ra's told Damian he wasn't allowed to kill you, but don't tell him I told you that, anyway-"
She shrugged. "Nah, I'm gonna do much worse, Imma tell Dick and Bruce, and you gotta deal with the disappointed and concerned faces. It's gonna be terrible."
'It's all me... just don't go." - Tim for Roy
The words send a pain through her chest, because they echoed the fears she was too afraid to voice. How many fights had she lived through, only to wake up alone the next day? How many times had she taken all the blame rather than risk losing someone? She unclenched her fist and swiftly made her way over to Tim and kissed him deeply. "I'm so fucking mad at you I can't think straight." She said after pulling back. 'But I'm not....not ever leaving. "
“You smell like a lawn mower.” (Tim)
"Well, maybe if the rest of you would actually do the outdoor chores once in a while, I wouldn't have to smell like grass and gas." She snorted. "And don't give me that allergy bullshit, if you can breath in the Gotham smog, you could wear a mask and deal with the pollen. " She tossed her gardening gloves to the side. "And you need to water your veggies in the window. Dick forgot and I need shower."
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"Knew he was a killer, first time that I saw him." - Tim to Roy
Roy blinked and sat down her coffee, a smirk spreading across her face. "Really, what gave it away, the fact he was...actively trying to kill you?" Her eyes widened in mock surprise. "Wow, you really are a worthy successor to the "detective mantle." 'Jason Todd tried to kill me, ergo , he is a killer.' Man, all those Sherlock Homes books really did pay off for you in the end."
this is what happens when people don’t have hobbies. (tim aggressively in roy's direction)
"I have hobbies. Multiple hobbies, many of them involving sharp objects, explosives, and firearms. Do you really wanna piss me off when I've got parts of those said hobbies laying around and you just drank my coffee? Which, that's bullshit by the way. "Roy's arms crossed around her chest as she glared at Tim who was currently drinking from her cup.
"There's literally half a pot in there, I even set you're favorite mug out and this is the thanks I get? This is why Dinah told me to use brithcontrol."
❛ the dead don’t get a vote . ❜ (tim)
Roy blinked once and then took a step closer to Tim. "Look, I'm gonna level with you, Jason says he doesn't bring guns into the house, but...he's lying. He's got like three firearms and a very sharp knife on him at all times. Even when he's naked. So maybe don't say things to antagonize him.
We're just like a year or two removed from him attempting to turn you into a human pincushion and, while I know you're always looking for someway to get yeeted out of this world, I am not gonna have Dick blame your death on me brining murder bird into the house, k?"
