#ryhrpr

“ By accident! “    She yelled back though it was more like out of shock. Rose reflexes was getting the best of her, almost forgetting it was just a sparring and Roy was not an enemy.    “ And it was more like a cut. Let me see. “      Rose put her sword back to its sheath and crouched down next to Roy, gingerly touching the wound she caused on his thigh.    “ You’ll get over it. Besides, you know I won’t fucking hurt you on purpose. “     [ @ryhrpr ]

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Her eyebrow raised in amusement at his words.    “ Aw, did I distract you, Harper? “    She bopped her nose on his cheek just to tease him before cackling as she pulled away and drew her sword back to its sheath.    “ Relax. The only move I’m going to pull on you is with my sword. “    Roy was not that hard to look at if she was being honest but she had someone else in mind although, she was trying to distract herself from him.   “Now, your turn to show me some moves with that bow and arrow. “

     there’s a twinge of a smirk forming to jason’s features as his friend voices his concerns. coming back to ‘74 was something jason avoided until the last possible second, and being that things seemed to be in pretty shit shape, even someone with as little a conscious as red hood had couldn’t bear to leave the few people he cared about behind in all of the chaos. as much as he wanted zero part of it, he’s invested now, especially when roy’s looking at him the way he is. there’s a shake of his head that follows a defeated sigh before his frame is falling onto the mattress, bones finally resting for the first time since arriving to the mansion. there are faint similarities that remind him of the manor, though the thoughts are pushed aside as dark hues lift to meet that of roy’s. “you couldn’t get rid a’ me if you tried, speedy.” he teases with a smirk, arms lifting to cross over his chest as eyes shut. “so, give me the cliff’s notes of all the shit that’s gone down.” 

     despite what anyone may think - or assume, people loved to do that on jade’s account - being a mother was her greatest lot in life. she knew from the very first moment she held lian in her arms that this tiny being was going to be the captor of her heart, and she was perfectly okay with that. even though they weren’t in their time or in their home, jade was determined to make lian’s fifth birthday one that she’d enjoy, going all out in regards to gifts, decorations and treats. there’s nothing seen in the small dining area but her daughters face, lit up by the warm glow of candles as she pushes a tiny and heavily decorated cake her way, something small and special for she, roy and lian to enjoy as a family. “make a wish, princess.” jade is cooing gently, hands lifting to gently pull back their daughter’s hair as she leaned forward to blow out her candles. 

            “it’s nice to see you too, red.” it’s said in her signature smoother than silk tone of voice as she eyes the male, as if it was for the very first time. jade isn’t unaware of her actions and how they affect people. what she’s lacking in is the sensitivity to care. prior to having lian and telling roy about their dysfunctional little family, jade wouldn’t have had a second thought about slipping away in the night, off to occupy her time with bigger and better things. but motherhood had made her go somewhat soft. there was nothing bigger or better than her daughter, so despite jade’s line of work she was anchored to lian. she had to shove her selfish tendencies aside and live not only for herself and her own personal gain but to make sure that the light of her life was given the best possible life. traveling back to the 70′s with heroes and villains alike may not have been her smartest call, but in this moment it was what felt right. “could you specify what you regret, exactly? there are... a lot of elements to-” her hand lifts to wave gracefully through the air, motioning toward both of their frames. “us.” 

        dinah’s brows furrow together in curiosity, unsure of what it was that roy could be referring to. though it’s not long before she’s positive in the fact that no matter what he was facing, no matter how big the feat, dinah didn’t plan on letting roy tackle anything without being fully aware that she’d always be by his side. a hand lifts to grip at his shoulder, squeezing the muscle reassuringly before she’s cocking her head in an attempt to meet his gaze. “you’re never on your own, roy. you know that.” well, at least she hoped he did. it’s been hard to keep up with those in her life ever since coming to the 70′s but no matter the time or the mission, dinah remained loyal to those who had done the same for her. always. “what’s going on?”