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âI donât shake hands. --But you can buy me a drink.â

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@parallellives wants Theo
âI donât know what youâve heard about me, Mr. Wayne, but if you want me to keep treating Dick, Iâm going to need you to stop fucking interfering every five seconds.â Theo hadnât meant to curse in front of one of her patientâs guardians --the cursing like a sailor was usually preserved for her personal life instead of her professional one-- but the guy was really pushing it. So what if he was a billionaire? It didnât mean he got to dictate her on how to treat these kids. Besides, how did he even know about her âgiftâ? âDo you think you can do that?âÂ
where: zephyr status: closed - theo @sundropskiesxâ
it must have been alaricâs second or third visit to zephyr just that week. the place was buzzing with energy, as always, and alaric was walking the crowded floor with a cosmopolitan in hand, as always. he was looking for company. most nights he came alone but quickly found someone he knew to celebrate with. however, that evening, it was taking them longer than expected. they werenât particularly surprised by this - it was a weekday after all - and sometimes things like these happened. people grew tired of partying. but alaric never did, and he didnât mind being alone for a bit either. maybe it could be a chance for him to meet someone new, instead.
and indeed, as alaric inspected the dance floor, his eyes got stuck on someone with a very familiar posture. he was standing just off of the floor closer to the back wall, and his face looked... familiar. maybe it was someone alaric had worked with before (they worked with a lot of different people: models, bookers, photographers, seamstresses, other designers, make-up artists, hairstylists...), and alaric was ready to shrug it off, but then the person looked at him and they locked eyes. or so he thought, and now he couldnât look away. clearing his throat, alaric made his way through the dance floor, gliding effortlessly towards the stranger. âhelloâ, he started once he got to the man, voice soft and low. âhave we met before? you look awfully familiar.â
"Sometimes I feel like Bruce pushes me too far. Like he expects too much and I don't add up. Does that make sense?" - Dick to Theo
âIt does make sense,â she told him evenly, waiting to capture his gaze. âBut remember. No matter WHAT youâre feeling, those feelings are NEVER wrong and thereâs nothing wrong with feeling them either. There could be misunderstandings or mistakes, but then itâs my job to help you fix that. Okay?âÂ
However, Theo didnât think Dick was far off. From the conversations she had had with Bruce Wayne over time, she could tell he was somewhat controlling and he definitely wanted there to be more progress sooner than later. She could imagine him being overbearing and too demanding at home with the poor boy as well.Â
âSo tell me-- What does he do that makes you feel this way?âÂ
"I don't want you to touch me." - Bruce to Theo
âAnd I donât want to touch you,â she shrugged, looking up at him. âWorks for me.âÂ
Despite the indifferent response, Theo did wonder why he was so vocal about it. Did he know something?

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@pathstread || continued from here
theo briefly looked down at the offered beer, figuring it was probably in poor taste to be drinking in a hospital. then again, who the fuck cared anyway? their lives were all fucked up and no one had to bitch about the few comforts they had left.
sighing, she glanced over at the door where they took luke through earlier, knowing it was going to be a while. theyâd been here before after all. the crains knew the drill by now.
ânope,â she offered, not bothering to look at steve. she didnât have to, because theo knew his every expression by heart. even so, she couldnât help the next jab as it fell from her lips. âand that bullshit you wrote doesnât fucking help either.â
not that the book itself bothered her much. people could think whatever the hell they wanted. and it helped to put her through school which was a plus. it was just the fact that her brother wrote about things he didnât know the first thing about. not that heâd ever admit that.
             âbut theyâre definitely dumb.â
"Why the gloves?" Magnus asked. "They're lovely, don't get me wrong, but it's blazing out. Aren't your hands dying under that layer." - For Theo
âNo. Maybe I just get chilly fast,â she answered flippantly. Theo had gotten used to the question by now, but it still bothered her when people bugged her with it. âWhatâs it to you anyway?âÂ
Eying him up and down, there were a lot of questions she could ask about his clothing choices, too, but at least she wasnât that rude. For the time being, anyway. If he pushed her buttons some more --knowingly or not, it probably wouldnât take long.
âSometimes you canât talk about something because you feel shitty about it.â - Luke @ Theo
@liveshaunted || You meme
Theo knew her brother was in a lot of pain. There were terrors haunting him that even exceeded the things she had felt or seen. She didnât need to touch him to know that. Worse thing was that she was responsible for one of his demons. Closing her eyes at the memory of that hidden basement and how heâd gotten trapped in the elevator shaft, Theo swallowed away any frustration she might feel towards her brother now.Â
âAnd if you keep everything hidden behind a wall, itâll eat you alive,â she finally answered, opening her eyes to look him in the eye. It might have been a little hypocritical of her. God knew she had the highest fucking wall of all of the Crains (even if it was more to keep things out in her case), but it was a damn fact. Besides, Theo had the PhD in this field anyway.Â
âIf you canât talk to me, talk to the people at rehab. Thatâs what theyâre there for, Luke. To listen to you. Or talk to Nell. But you got to talk to someone.â She really hoped he would this time. Theo wanted her brother back. And all that crap he put in his body wouldnât keep the demons out anyway. If only he could see that.