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[There's the background sound of light rainfall and strangled, hyperventilated breathing, and then there's a couple of attempts at vocalizing something but she's just making sounds rather than saying words.  A few seconds later she switches to text.]

ces

help


[Added a minute later:]

sorry

[OOC: About a day and a half after Sara's mandrake dosage which was an extremely pleasant and benign experience for all involved.]

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Date: 2013-01-28 04:40 am (UTC)
batmanschmatman: (Embarrassed.)
From: [personal profile] batmanschmatman
[He puts her arm back around her shoulders, making a little bit of a face, even though she can't really see it.]

I think I'd like to have some not very polite conversations with the other guys you know.

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Date: 2013-01-28 04:46 pm (UTC)
batmanschmatman: (I liked being a cop dammit.)
From: [personal profile] batmanschmatman
[Just snowing, and they're wet and only have one jacket between the two of them, and Dick isn't exactly eager to take his time and enjoy the snow, especially considering he's not sure how long Sara was out in the CES before she thought to call for help.

He rubs her shoulder gently when she catches herself, reassuring.]


It's okay.

[He's not sure he necessarily likes the sound of that. It's true that the Witchblade could cause problems if something similar happened, but. He wasn't exactly sure it would like being reduced like that, and he didn't want something bad to happen to Sara because she'd been trying to take necessary precautions.]

You think that's a good idea?

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Date: 2013-01-28 05:22 pm (UTC)
batmanschmatman: (Woobie face.)
From: [personal profile] batmanschmatman
[Well, he's going to be moving his arm so it's around your waist and thus hopefully a little more supportive, in that case.]

To be fair, it's not like this is an every day occurrence.

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Date: 2013-01-28 06:19 pm (UTC)
batmanschmatman: (I am darkness.)
From: [personal profile] batmanschmatman
Careful. [He stops to make sure she's alright before walking any further, mulling over what she's saying and understanding, but still not really being overly excited about the idea. The Witchblade is still an unknown in a lot of ways, and he's not exactly looking to piss it off more than they have to.]

I could probably pick the lock, if you want. [Because guess who learned long ago to always keep those kind of supplies on him.]

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Date: 2013-02-01 03:35 am (UTC)
batmanschmatman: (Good cop bad cop y/n?)
From: [personal profile] batmanschmatman
[He kisses her cheek before carefully letting go of her, making sure she's okay to stand up by herself before walking over to try picking the lock.

He pushes the door open and holds it for her.]


How are you holding up?

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Date: 2013-02-03 06:32 pm (UTC)
batmanschmatman: (Woobie face.)
From: [personal profile] batmanschmatman
Okay. Let me know if you need anything?

[He doesn't want to push or impose, but he is also really bad at just sitting around not doing anything when stuff like this happens.]

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