#theystillusingchannel490

"Nothing." The woman mutters, hands immediately wiping away the tears she had shed.. A defense mechanism she had picked up when she was a child. As glancing at Dick, she shoved the photo album she'd been flipping threw under her covers and attempted something of a smile.. If a smile could be described as cold and bitter. "Didn't anyone ever teach you to knock, Richard."

"Tt. Of course not! You better get your eyes…eye check Grayosn. It’s a scar." Damian rolled his eyes. "You must be REALLY getting old." He rubbed the scar on his chest absentmindedly. 

There's only so many things people allow you to decorate around Christmas when you have one eye... And gingerbread houses where mostly that. Which was why Artemis and Dick were in charge of it... Which was also why after five minutes of decorating half of the pieces of candy were eaten... By Artemis. "I's yum." She smiles, very 'innocently' at him around the candy in her mouth.

"Damnit, it bled through the bandages." Nissa cursed only to reach down to the back of her right leg. She had unfortunately not been able to dodge a knife and felt the tear long before she could react. "Yeah, I suppose I should go to the docs or find a spot with first aide stuff. I was hoping to get home before it bled through like this."

[txt]: ...What exactly is my name in your phone that means you keep sending these to me instead of Barb.

"Mhm, well, 'm not saying you're a cunt. But y'might wanna invest in some tampons before th' rest of that bitch juice leaks out."

[txt]: CAUSE SHE CAN SEE MY PHONE 70% OF THE TIME.