You are my one and only! [DICK]

[Roy Harper - Arsenal]

The day had been quiet. Incredibly quiet. Even perhaps simple. As simple as Roy’s plans had been, almost coasting through the day. Managing a late lay in his bed. Yes, his own frickin’ bed. It was somewhat sad now that had almost been the highlight of this day. Having taken a stint at the bunker, with no action on the cameras other than a few misplaced pigeons. Perhaps there was a little more, but it had creeped out of Roy’s skull. Out of his mind. Everything had seemingly crawled out of his reach… The moment he had received that call. The call. The call, that seemingly changed his future and even gave him a future at the same time. Lets just say he knew the possibilities, but never did he dream he’d actually get the call that he was. A father! A concept he contemplated as he stood briefly now in the kitchen of the apartment he had sensually called home. His phone clutched numbly in his hand. A concept he whilst he contemplated where he stood, he’d realised he had ever really considered it. Not this extent. Perhaps somewhere in his twisted dreams, but never in them assure he was exactly father material. Though perhaps in all the lack. The failures in his past. Perhaps there was a chance for something a little better. There fucking had to be silver lining, because despite all the things running through his head. Not to mention all that was potentially freaking him out, there was no option to run away from this.

None. He had to face it. Even though right now he was more facing the fridge. Whether, it was actually ever running through his mind. Somewhere amongst the cascading clouds swirling in his head, his hands had reached and pulled for a bottle. A small bottle, but a bottle nonetheless that he had vowed not to touch. He had taken quite a lot of efforts to climb the steps… Why, was he falling now? At least attempting to. As if in his lack of will and full awareness. Roy had pulled for a beer bottle and taken it with him as he left the kitchen. Through the living area and opened the glass door to the balcony, the door was left opened. It was still mid winter in the city and the weather sure hit him like a freezer. Though somehow Roy felt mostly numb to it. Perhaps the fact he wore simply jeans and a tee didn’t exactly help. Suppose it was a lesser thought. Hardly even feeling his feet as Roy had come to rest his arms somewhere along the balcony railing. One hand dangling the bottle over the edge. As his other hand fiddled into his pocket, pulling for a cigarette and held it between his lips. As then fiddled his lighter and lit it up. Snapping the lighter shut and back somewhere in his pocket. With his hand free again, he took in a buff, perhaps extra long. Before swirling the bottle in his other hand, motioning to take a sip he had prolonged for all this time… Just as he could almost touch it with his lips. The bottle, perhaps by fate. It slipped through hands and fell however many storeys of the apartment complex. Suppose it could have been his subconscious, but it really didn’t matter. Even as Roy had felt that need to help be some sort of ice breaker in his skull. He knew that wouldn’t of helped any. As pulled for his cigarette. Whilst trying to grapple with what was his reality. It wasn’t like he could call on Donna and she’d know just what to say to kick him straight. Perhaps there was a next best thing, because either way. As Roy pulled for his phone, he wasn’t entirely sure he could do this alone. Despite whatever dreams he had of a family, Roy had never really had one. Least not one that lasted… Roy sent a text to Dick, whom suppose could have already been home, Roy hadn’t paying a whole lot of attention to that. Simply texted. 911, Home! That would have to do it, despite how they could bicker like school children, they were very much like brothers. One way or another, Roy had to leave to the city. He had to deal with future that was seemingly now. Real. It was best if anything to give his temporary heads up to The Outsiders, as much of a leader he was feeling right now. Whilst, a little under the surface despite whatever tough skin he could show, he didn’t really want to go alone. Closing his phone and shoved that back in his pocket. As Roy buffed on his cigarette, barely even tasting it. It was mostly just a reflex right now. As his eyes looked over the city and didn’t entirely see it clearly. It felt almost as dead as it looked or how he was somewhat feeling. Was he ready for this? He sure wasn’t prepared.

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[Dick Grayson - Nightwing]

Dick had been finishing up some paper work at the office a while before he had gotten a text. As he left the police department, his txt alarm had gone off. Sitting stride his motorcycle, he read the simple text. 911. The sender was Roy.

This brought quite a few questions to go through his mind. Roy was probably back at the apartment by now. So, it probably was't related to the Outsider's mission field.

Dick decided quickly to delay the questions and head over to Roy's. He simple texted back, be there is a few.

This left Dick in the position to get out there as quick as he could. A simple reading of the message 911, through other alarms to his mind. Could they have been compromised by any enemies or was Roy in danger.

Speeding through the city, it would not take him long before he arrived at Roy's location. He didn't take as much time to park as he normally would have. Parking the motorcycle, Dick kept a rather quick pace heading toward Roy's location.

Which a minute or so, he was entering the door. And there he saw Roy staring out the window.

"literally, what is with the 911 text," Dick questioned him as he walked through the door.

Though by Roy's expression, it was easy to see how distraught his friend was.

[Roy Harper - Arsenal]

Roy lingered where stood on the balcony. Contemplating and playing over. Over. Over. Again. With the notion was a father to be… Even in his struggling thoughts, he knew that wasn’t right. He wasn’t going to be a father, he was a father, if everything was accrue going by the call he had received. Suppose, there had been the chance it was some prank. Not completely out of realm with some of his friends or suppose even more foes, but as naive as Roy may wish to play it… He knew he couldn’t and he wouldn’t. As rolled over the idea that he was indeed a father. He had little to no leads on as to whom the mother was. What information she may have leant to the hospital, most likely was completely false before she took off. Perhaps he wasn’t completely unaware of who it was, he more often played it safe, but there was still gable to say the least… Perhaps at point it would be a more pressing thing on his mind, but for honesty sake. Roy’s mind was solely on the baby… The child, that he knew would have to be responsible for.. He hardly imagined he was very good at responsible, partially with his own life, but well… Hell, he was gonna have to pull it all together now. Putting the child up for adoption, just didn’t sit right with him. Having sensually been without family for so long, would he really give it all up now? Fuck, no… That was one thing, he did know going in with this… Having texted Dick, Roy expected Dick perhaps not entirely right way, but soon…. Suppose, Harper shouldn’t underestimate Dick when something is considerably urgent. He did not know Dick was home. Let lone in the door way somewhere behind him… The kid could sneak into anything and sneak up on anyone. Roy should know, it wasn’t like Roy didn’t lend aid with that on more than one occasion… So, Roy was surprised and yet not surprised when Dick did make his presence known… Suppose, Roy could have been more detailed in his message, but trying to put it in to words, in text words was easier said than done. Though as Roy broke to take a glimpse at the former Robin peaking out onto the balcony. He wasn’t entirely sure the words would so smoothly leave his tongue and Roy was hardly ever tongue tied. Like ever.

”Ah, Dick… It concerns the team… I got a call… I have to go out of town… To Chicago, to be exact… Not long, but someone needs to head the team…"

Sensually tongue tied. As Roy responded, even as to straighten himself up to appear somewhat normal or ok. Level headed. Motioning from where Roy leant against the railing and faced Dick more prominently. Whilst totally rolling of the inner voice that repeatedly said Tell him. Tell him. Say it. Say it. Perhaps evident in what pauses Roy made and mostly on the spot was trying to cover it up as nothing major. That the 911 was simply to cover for the team. Which perhaps wasn’t completely a bad idea as Roy mentioned it. Along with needing to leave town. Suppose, one could assume a Queen was summoning, but Roy was adamant he’d have to at least a little more than summoning before that was going to happen… Although, that was a thought. Show up at his door and put across that he may or maybe a grandparent. See if then if he’d care… Hmmm, Roy couldn’t hold his breathe that even that Oliver would twist, no pun intended. But, yes. Roy was vague to Dick. Someone he could deem he should be more comfortable with. One would imagine, given the varies sides they’d seen of each other, particularly the ugly sides… But, it just was just sitting in his stomach. The smoke as he tried to puff on, was really going no where… As Roy put forth the need of someone heading the team. He paused to silence… Whilst he was struggling with exactly what he was walking into, he in truth highly doubted he would be out of town that long. That suggesting the team would feel it that much was maybe a stretch… It be more questionable once he was actually home. When he was stuck in the reality that he had someone he had to take care of… As all of that was rumbling down the reality in his brain. Roy walked away from the railing and took a seat on one of the balcony chairs. Half broke. Half confused. Perhaps greatly freaked out. He was sure as hell feeling a lot of things. As his hands felt the heaviness of his head as it fell

”I’m… A father!"

With that, Roy felt 45… Well, maybe not entirely, but in part he felt old…. Or suppose, that could be half down to the damage he put his body through over the years. Who knew, but there it was. As the words left his mouth… It didn’t make it feel all that easier, if he was being honest. Suppose, that happens later. He really had no clue, he was simply guessing. Rolling with this as however he was rolling with it… Suppose with the life he had led, particularly with the various ladies… As many his friends and particularly Dick would know… Suppose it wasn’t a complete surprise. It had been something he’d generally prevented, but he honestly couldn’t imagine he really tried that hard. Put it to being young, particularly a young hero and feeling invincible… Heck, over confident. It wasn’t like he lacked it… Well, apart from maybe now… Now, he was seemingly scattered.

[Dick Grayson - Nightwing]

"I'll cover it. Personal lives matter to," Dick responded. Knowing all too well the whole throwing yourself into the work. Sometimes a guy in this line of work can forget about life outside the mask. Though Roy was someone who enjoyed both worlds a lot. Though leading the Outsiders seemed like it could weight more than it looks at times.

Roy's posture and demeanor was not sitting well with Dick. There was more to this and a personal call to Chicago. It had to be someone Roy knew closely. Though Dick wasn't going to force it out of Roy. The guy looked a bit lose. It was rightly hard to say exactly the expression on Roy's face. He almost seemed spaced out on his own planet.

This is what kept Dick, most of all, from speaking out against the decision. There was something up, and he was't about to shake off the responsibility. He knew as second in command, that sometimes this would happen.

During which time, he walked out onto the balcony to join Roy. The guy's voice wasn't as loud and engird filled as it usually was during the day.

Though it was Roy's next words that really throw him for a loop. He hadn't expect those words out of Roy's month.

It was the crushing reality of the situation that was hitting Dick. He had gone through a similar situation not all that long ago. This was a bit different of a situation. Roy wasn't with anyone currently. So the woman who might be having a child....or had the child, left the situation as uncharted waters.

"You just found out this morning? Who which?" Maybe not the most original questions to ask. Though Dick wasn't sure if he should congratulate his friend or to act like a therapist and ask how does that make you feel.

Roy was his friend, so it was easy for the two to talk over situation. This was to another level. A level neither of them had experience with. Dick had only gotten to the point were Kory and he both knew, only to lose the unborn child. Even then, Dick had had almost a case of cold feet over it. A baby changes everything.

[Roy Harper - Arsenal]

There was a slight rising ease in Roy’s chest, with Dick’s presence. A friend. A brother. Suppose he’d feel less alone. Yet really the tension. the confusion was hardly leaving him. Least not completely…. Suppose there was some comfort… Some extra ease, when Dick responded in Roy’s somewhat attempt of a plea for help, without completely trying to sound helpless. Decidedly desperate. Of course perhaps for a little bit more than he initially asked for, but Roy had hardly been in such a situation before… Suppose if he was in less of a confused state, he’d almost banter at Dick accepting a position he used to have with the Titans, so hastily. Though in reality Roy wasn’t completely blinded that Dick was always in the end, a very good friend. Perhaps better than Roy deserved… Suppose, hearing Dick mentioning personal lives matter to, just resounded just who Dick truly was, that was often hidden too much by a similar voice to Bruce. Given in these days… After everything… It was actually refreshing.

”Thank-you… I am hoping this is temporary, but to be honest…. I have no fucking idea how this is gonna work, even when I am back… If I even can be… I can’t even think about it… You know what I’m like, even a weekend without shooting at least an arrow… Not that I’m completely brutal, but come on… What we do isn’t exactly children friendly!”

There was nothing, but gratitude. Sincerely from Roy’s heart to his best mate. Though as simple as Roy could pin that. That at least that was one concern he didn’t have to deal with… It was really only one thing, as the confusion and concerns quickly rushed up again. His life was sensually flipped, which suppose the many flips he had at various stages, perhaps he should be better equipped by now, but this was somewhat different. On top of his life as hero. He wasn’t entirely sure how that was suppose to work. Let alone even figuring out even how to be a parent… Raise a child. He had barely grown up himself and he’d not exactly had any pets. Suppose he could at least say he had some experience with plants, but even that hadn’t always been successful… Was it really his lifestyle that was concerning or himself entirely? So many things ran through his mind and he barely had an answer for any one of them. Suppose he just hung on, that he first needed to get to Chicago and then maybe somethings will just click… That it will be clearer to him what would be best for this child… His daughter… How that was still a mind blowing thing. Though there was much an unsettling over Roy, he still managed to puff from his cigarette, which was potentially trying to settle him. Keep him together… Though he couldn’t exactly greatly… As Roy rattled in countless emotions and thoughts, whilst at the same time feeling quite numb… Dick spoke up again… Suppose it wasn’t the most shocking of questions. Basically wanting to know who the mother was… It wasn’t like Roy to have kept such a thing from Dick, had he indeed known… Roy took another drag from his cigarette, before responding.

”Pretty much, yeah… She gave a false name and fled, not before giving my name as the father… From the description of a vietnamese woman with jade green eyes and the timing… I think I can guess who…"

Admitting that he had found out this morning. Not that he was going to be a father, rather that he was already a father at the time of the call…. Whilst Roy couldn’t say with proof who the mother was. As he detailed to Dick how she fled with very little details. Though from the description and Roy knowing how the woman was like. Suppose you could call it a line of work. That and of course the timing. Which perhaps left Dick with more questioning, but Roy would guess Dick recalled the mercenary that had been targeting the Titans, Cheshire. How the government had ordered Roy to sensually bring her in and how he did not end up doing that. Whilst he had gotten close enough to her, they had ended up getting extremely close and to protect her Roy left without her. Apparently he left more behind than he realised.

[Dick Grayson - Nightwing]

Dick keep a more relax demeanor to help try and get Roy to relax in the slightest. He knew the feeling of being told such news. It was never easy and your mind would be racing a thousand miles an hours. And just as many what ifs and more questions attacking your mind. You'd lose sleep over it as well as thing early on.

The questions would continue on pass the news. Roy was facing the real deal. To top it off, the child was already born and ready to be picked up. That was another level of stress, Dick had never had to experience. And hopefully would not in the way Roy had.

"Just relax for a minute. You're going to drive yourself nuts if you let the questions get to you," Dick replied knowingly.

Dick was only trying to be helpful to Roy. And the two could be similar in ways. Especially when it came to caring for others. This was something only Roy would really have to handle. It wasn't something he could just avoid.

"The same thoughts ran through my mind as well. And always will," Dick said a little bit more open at this point. There was some understanding to his thoughts and words as he talked with Roy.

It was then that Roy gave some more information. The details given to him over the woman who had left this new bundle of joy in Roy's chaotic life. Dick look puzzled for only a moment, until a knowing look came to his face as he made a connection with the detail given.

"Cheshire?! When...what...never mind," Dick stopped his own stuttering questions. Roy had enough on his plate at the moment. He didn't need to answer more questions over the past. What was done was done. And what has happened was going to be the consequence of Roy's actions. Not trying to be a jerk or anything, but it was something they all had to live with at one point or another. There was always consequence with actions.

And right now, Roy was beyond overwhelmed. Dick knew this. He'd bust on him in due time. Right now was not the place, nor the time. Roy needed the support and a friend to relay on.

"So you're planning to head out as soon as possible? After you put yourself together, you look like a zombie," Dick tried to make light of the situation with a sense of humor.

[Roy Harper - Arsenal]

It did quite feel like walking on egg shells. As much as one may wish to avoid them. Roy couldn’t afford to avoid them and frankly deep down he didn’t want to. He couldn’t. Despite the mess he was displaying off himself, he wasn’t so over an edge that he was going to completely fall apart… He was just a little less himself. Least the part of him that gave the impression he was a free spirit. He was genuinely quite relaxed. Though, when he wasn’t. Yeah, well most generally could see it. More he was a much bitter mood. He was not a great one to hold his tongue, but he was at least far from an anger explosion… No. There was far more confusion and hell, maybe fear before there was a genuine lump of anger. Which perhaps leant to the lightened expression upon his face. His demeanour as Dick told Roy to relax, as if this was something he knew first handily. Somehow, Roy wasn’t entirely sure imaging Dick lounging upon the balcony with a drink decorated in tiny umbrellas, believable… Surely there was a catch or suppose it had finally sunk into the former boy wonder. That or a certain tamaranean beat him with it enough times.

”Relax?! I don’t know how I’m suppose to take that. You have any idea how many times you have driven me nuts? This maybe payback… Seriously… You don’t have to worry about me falling off the wagon.. Fate kinda took care of that… Though is my mind filled with clarity? Hardly!“

A slightly raise of his brows, as Roy responded to Dick. Playfully of course, though not entirely untrue. Knowing Dick for as long and having had sensually lived with him through the years. Roy knew it was possible, quite possible for Dick to relax. Heck, even dance, which on many occasion Roy rather have erased from his memory. However, Dick was also quick to be serious. Very serious. Overly serious. Which suppose in many cases was very helping. It allowed him to notice to perhaps far more than the rest of them, but it also leant him to completely over worked. Often incredibly annoying. He was like a pinata, with an fifty to fifty chance of candy coming out. Roy would know, having hit Dick on more than one occasion. Roy did however took a breath and with some amazement. There was slight ease, but he wasn’t completely unburden. Though he could assure Dick, that he was sure he wasn’t completely going to fall apart. Particularly not with his sobriety. Despite he almost had, as his eyes looked at the balcony edge to where the bottle had slipped from his hand. Frankly, he knew he didn’t even want to drink it… It wasn’t going to help… Though completely trying to relax wasn’t completely helpful either. His mind was gonna race with questions. Roy could be easily stubborn, but this was far more than feeble questions in his mind… These were serious questions. Decisions… Whilst he had aged into an adult. He actually need to grow up at least in this regard.

”Yes, but I actually have to do something about them. This isn’t some wishful thinking. This is reality… Its not even what is best for me… Its whats best for my kid… Maybe she would be safer out of my life, but I don’t know if I can just throw a way what maybe my one chance to have some remnants of a family… Perhaps it’ll come clearer once I actually see her… Whenever have I ever been truly prepared! I mean, heck I don’t even have a crib."

Roy replied firmly in response to having the ‘same’ thoughts. Not that Roy wasn’t flattered Dick was trying to be helpful, it wasn’t entirely helpful. Whilst a near similar situation had occurred, Dick didn’t need to take it further than thoughts. Roy however did. He needed to turn them into actions. He just wasn’t completely blinded to the idea, that he was quite unprepared to really even know where to start… There being one tug in his bones, to actually see his little girl. Hold her. How often had one said you never really know until that moment. Taking a puff on his cigarette and held it tightly in his chest. As toiled the idea of whether adoption was even a safer option, but somehow he couldn’t shake the feeling he’d even more utterly concerned about her well being… Who really could he trust more than himself? Well in a much larger picture. The fact he had a long list of problems personally hadn’t completely slipped his mind… As he didn’t need to point out how unprepared he could be, he didn’t even have a crib. Not a thing. Of course having just really found out, didn’t help, even if he had. Would it have been really any different?

”Lets just say I did what I was told to do… I found her… We got close and we weren’t overly cautious… Didn’t I tell you all this? I left to protect her… I quite imagine there will always be a fondness, even if she isn’t the mother of our child. Despite how screwed up her life has been, she is a survivor. With one hell of a swing may I add. I still feel it in my jaw… Although Supergirl did… I probably should let her know…”

Honestly, Roy responded. Least to majority of it. He wasn’t going to actually dive into exactly how close, as far as secrets, but Roy was sure he had delved enough to Dick even back when it happened… Of course, despite the baby part. That Roy had himself be totally oblivious about, but to be fair he had left her without exactly saying goodbye or to stop him. He had done it to protect her, but suppose it could have read quite differently. Honestly quite understandable. Roy was not mad at that at all. There was the slight remnants of a smirk to his lips as Roy did speak with fondness about Jade to Dick. Much of what he had felt for her, were still there, maybe not to the extent as they had been. That and the fact they were on different spectrums of good and evil, could have made for an unhealthy relationship. Now with a child, they’d always be connected. He wouldn’t ignore that… Motioning at his jaw at the reminder, though thinking of a tough swing. Though of course it was more the lump in his chest that caused the thought change to Kara. He felt a little guilty he hadn’t thought about her more with all this, but he knew he needed to deal with much of this alone. At least initially, but suppose he should at least tell her what is going on. His eyes looked down as his smoke free hand etched to the phone in his pocket. At that point, he was over the smoke and even put that out, in the ash tray on the table beside him.

”Yep, and not a second too late… Bitch, please! You should know by now I am a zombie! I’ve been slowly eating your brain day by day. Of course you wouldn’t realise you’ve become dumb and dumber… This is why I need coffee, and a shower. Then, I’m out to go find my cub”"

Roy perked up in a slightly more confident voice. He least knew he couldn’t just hang around. He actually needed to get to Chicago. To the hospital. Hell, maybe on the drive things will click, if not hopefully when he actually meets his daughter. Yeah, that was still surreal to think about. He barely flinched or showed a reaction to Dick’s lame attempt to make fun of him. Zombie? Please. Roy easily played with it and took it as a compliment. Throwing back the shade. Of course mostly in the jest of it, despite the confident. Smug look on his face he played. With the mentioning of coffee. Roy to his feet. Of course the quick smell that evidently came from himself. Concluded he needed to pop into the shower as well, a quick shower. Then he be gone. Surely his wheels would get him to Chicago. Or perhaps he should take the bus. Eh, that didn’t seem overly practical. As Roy motioned from the balcony and into the apartment. In towards the kitchen to flick on the coffee machine…

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Sometime, in the mean time. Kory texted Dick in this time.'Dick? Are you at home yet? What is the 911? I’m literally on the edge.' As she sat on the edge of a building in San Francisco. Hoping that it was good news. Though 911 was generally tagged with something not so good. X’hal she hoped Roy hadn’t slipped and fallen. She had warned him she had cleaned the floors and to be careful.

[Dick Grayson - Nightwing]

"Maybe it is payback. Though you've got a lot more on your plate this time round in many ways," Dick replied.

He was being slightly honest at this point. He had run in to many troubles in his life. And had the potential to face almost a similar case in ways. Though this was full blown. Roy had a child out there, left for him. Someone knew that they couldn't care for the child and probably thought that Roy would provide a solution for the child. At least the child was going to a parent and not left alone in this world. A feeling that could leave a hole in someone's life in more than one way. There were always going to be questions that would go unanswered. And answers that are not wanted to be true. It happened. It was life.

"I know I'm sounding like a hypocrit, just don't rush into this. Like you said, it might clear up more once you see your child in person," Dick agreed with Roy. "Just don't jump the gun on anything and don't shut us out. Kory and I will do what we can to help you out."

Dick knew Kory would not let this go. She would want to help. Dick would agree with her on that. Roy couldn't afford all the stuff it would take to care for a child. Especially with this news just being dropped on him. So, he knew they could do their part and at least help him get some of the equipment and furnishings for his apartment to help him get started.

"You did make mention of it. Obviously know there a bit more information to this than what you were told between that time and now," Dick replied. He was trying to make light of this a little in ways.

He wasn't going to poke the wolf. He knew how much he hated it when people bothered him. Though he knew how important it was to keep communicating and trying to relax during a situation to not over think things.

"Yeah, that is something best coming from you than having friends telling her what is going on," Dick replied in the means of Roy talking to Kara.

This was going to get interesting. Kara was still young and...well it was hard to say how she might take this. Roy didn't need more drama than he was already facing. But someone that close to Roy deserved to hear it from the person themselves and not from a friend. This was a situation Roy needed to deal with. Though he wouldn't have to go it alone.

"You never know, Bruce taught us a lot of tricks. How to protect our thoughts from telepathy. Who know, maybe he taught us protection from zombies," Dick joked.

He looked over at Roy on that last part.

"It's best you find Kara and talk with her before you head out," Dick replied. "If there is any after shock from your news, Kory and I will do what we can to help. Though I have a feeling Kory would be more suitable for handling the situation."

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Dick had felt the phone vibrate in his pocket but had waited a moment before he would reply. He then took it out and typed back. 'Bigger issue than a life or death. There's a child out there with the blood of Roy left for him to claim.'

That seemed direct and to the point.

[Roy Harper - Arsenal]

If only it was an everyday thing, though suppose if that had been the case. Dick gingerly admitting, well it just wouldn’t be as special. If Roy was not is such a frantic state, he’d likely be pouncing on these words, but in truth. Sincerity. What truly need was there. Roy was half if not mostly down himself, he wasn’t about to drag another down with him. Despite he certainly could physically, but thats for another time. Another place… Another mind… Rather in this cut throat state, he could only be honest. Despite not completely having the answers as with the embedded fear was very much bubbling near the surface.

”I do! You aren’t really that annoying… If we’re being honest!"

Roy openly admitted to his plate of life was rather full or at least it certainly felt a fair bit heavier. It really could put in perspective of many of his troubles in the past, were rather pathetic, really… Then, again Roy could easily attest to many times he was pathetic himself or at least was half of the time. That was hardly new, but now. Now he had to pull his boot straps up and face reality. Commit, if it honestly meant he had to. Giving up, just seemed like a cheap way. So suppose, Roy needed whatever advice, a friend could give him, but could Dick. Really? Roy half pictured Dick pulling out a plastic baby… Hmmm, quite a creepy thought… But, his words that did come. That did sound a little more rational. Suppose, that did help a bit.

”Of course, I’ll take it step by step or however it comes… Jump the gun? When have I ever. Oh, well ok, several. It’s hardly dangerous… Shutting you out, is the last thing on my mind, but at the same time. I can’t just put it all in your laps either. I can’t burden you with my life… Especially now, I’m responsible for another."

Roy half spun as he’d said to himself, of course whether or not it all sank in. Was another thing entirely, but certainly he wasn’t completely jumping with both feet. Or in Roy style all guns and arrows blazing. At the same time, he couldn’t be completely laid back. Care free. In this, care was potentially the upmost importance. With all he dragged back into his friends lives, with what aid he could take and he was sure in many aspects they’d be offering with filled hearts. He could’t and wouldn’t take more than needed. Shutting out, no. He wouldn’t go that far, depending on the friend or titan. That maybe near impossible anyways… There was a near warmth of a smile that at least his daughter could have some of the best aunts and uncles to protect her.

”Well, way to point it out Captain Obvious. If I had known, I probably would have been a bit more prepared… It is what it is, I can’t change that and I can’t be bitter about it. We’ve all kept secrets for a reason… I just have to accept it… However in the hell I’m supposed to that, I’m not entirely sure!"

Confidently and lightly Roy toyed back at Dick’s comment. Although its anyone’s guess if Roy would have been more prepared. Maybe. Maybe not. He couldn’t know and he wasn’t exactly Mr West… Though certainly he would have liked to have known. As crazy as Jade can be, he couldn’t exactly throws stones in keeping secrets. It was how it was and Roy couldn’t get out of the situation he was now in. Despite seeming perhaps rather cool and calm in accepting he couldn’t change it… It didn’t mean he had dealing with it entirely figured out. Could he really have any clue on how to be a father? In that notion he was a little freaked out, to say the least… There as Roy sat in mix of minor clarity and utter confusion as to what steps he was going to take. Decisions he would need to ultimately make. Perhaps there was some relief. Some comfort, he wasn’t completely alone. As broken as Titans had been… There was still friends that had his back… As well as advice. Whether entirely things one wanted to hear, it was certainly things one needed to hear… Roy hadn’t entirely thought what he’d say to Kara, perhaps in part because he didn’t know what he was exactly doing either. Though, Dick was at least right, that she least needed to hear to from Roy. Hearing from another that Roy is a father, just bring around swirl of mixed thoughts and truths. Roy didn’t answer, but he nodded in agreement in response.

”Really? I suppose, that protection excluded the likes of Raven and Brother Blood… Reading your mind is completely different to eating your brain… With the amount of creatures and things that have tried to eat us. Not to mention all the zombie and horror movies we’ve binged in the tower. I’d hope you’d stand some chance… I’ve lived with you to know your obsession with needing to know everything, I’d be vastly disappointed if you couldn’t pull us through such an apocalypse… Then again, with the way he can pop out of the ground with a stoic, unemotional demeanour. Who’s to say Batman isn’t a zombie. Although I’d argue he is missing a heart more than a brain… So… Vampire?"

Nitpicking a little, Roy responded lightly to Dick detailing the perks of being trained by Batman. He had to question if Dick could fully protect himself, knowing at varies stages that his mind and will had been messed with. As often times happened alongside other Titans. Of course that was beside the point, as there was a vast difference in sensually reading someones mind and eating someones brain. Somehow, Roy imagined one didn’t exactly need a whole lot of thought behind it. Roy had to half joke, that with the positions they were in. That Dick was in. The things they had faced. Was a zombie really that far off? Really? Somehow his mind naturally sprang to Batman popping out of the ground in the city with his bat mobile. With his cold stare and lack of was any emotion, at least anything other than just stern expressions. Could he be a Zombie? Or was Vampire more suiting?

”You’re right… I will… I’ll text her to come over… Like I said, I need a shower. So, I’m not leaving just yet… I guess, thank-you… What exactly do you mean by handle? Star verse Super, and they say I have an overly vivid imagination!"

There was concern for sure as to how Kara would react, but Roy wasn’t so fearful to pull out his phone, as he had gotten to his feet. Sending a simple. Quick text. *Hi Kara! Are you free to come over right now?* Suppose, the gentleman thing would have been to go to her, but she really could be anywhere. Even in places he probably couldn’t reach. It was usually easier this way… Roy grinned and mostly thanked, as Dick seemly offered ‘back up’ and then sensually suggested Kory would handle it. Which could mean star bolts flying around with a little more perhaps or otherwise. Roy simply raised his brow and smirked, at Dick’s choice of words… To that Roy went inside. Flicked on the coffee machine. Before heading to the bathroom. He wasn’t aiming for a long shower, just a quick one. Out in time, if or when Kara came over.

[Kory Anders - Starfire]

High up. Way up high. On a building high above San Francisco, Kory sat clad in her Starfire outfit. Having come some good moments from a mission with the Teen Titans. Even a Tamaranean needed a break. To find the peace or in the very least to take her packed sandwich, to a quiet spot and eat her lunch. Enjoy the view. With golden legs dangling over the edge… Kory didn’t always get to the point to enjoy lunch, particularly when it was packed for her. It was always a mystery what she was going to get. Which certainly caused for Kory to be excited for the moments she could actually enjoy it and be surprised… Before she had left this morning, she had been given the notion that this would be a lunch for champions… Whilst Peanut Butter and Jelly was a surprise. Was it really for champions? Hmmm, it least looked good. Smelled delicious and Kory very much enjoyed it as she ate it. Flicking off the tiniest crumbs off her suit. Suppose it made her feel slightly more like a champion, but really whenever did she really aim to be a champion. So, she could enjoy some healthy competition from time to time. It was a divider if that partially from her time with humans or partially she was trained as a warrior. Perhaps both… It was for now far from her thoughts, let alone directions for her day. For now Kory was simply enjoying her lunch and enjoying the view. Admiring just how beautiful this world can be. Of course it would serve better with company, apart from the few birds that past Kory’s spot. Just at that thought, did in deed a bird came calling. Kory could giggle a soft sound, but in reality he was much more than that. He would always be more. Kory wasn’t entirely sure whether to be alarmed or not. After the few moments that had gone by since Kory had texted back questioning the 911 regarding Roy. Wondering if it was a real 911 issue or problem. Wouldn’t one call the police? Then again, he was the police. So perhaps it was more… Or less… As Kory opened up the message. ‘Bigger issue than life or death!’ X’hal, it certainly appeared to be more. Kory was definitely feeling more concerned, even dropping her sandwich to her side and ready to take action… ‘There’s a child out there with the blood of Roy left for him to claim.’ At reading those words, Kory felt slightly more confused. Actually quite confused. She didn’t exactly know how to respond to that, this was something better to hear face to face. To that note. Kory simply replied. ‘I’ll be home soon’. Noting Dick hadn’t entirely detailed he was home, Kory assumed that was where he was and if she was wrong he could just reroute her in response. Whilst picking herself off from where she sat, with what belongings she carried, Kory took to the air and heading across country. With a generous amount of speed, it was bound to be a rather quick and smooth trip.

Leaving the bright and sunny side of San francisco, it certainly seemed to get a little more gloomy as Kory flew closer to Bludhaven and Gotham. With the dark a looming buildings, but it was still quite a beauty with the streaks of sunlight. Kory could still very much feel the sun rays. Her skin felt generally warm and almost in a bubbly way. Though perhaps there was just that extra touch, with anticipation as to just how dire this issue was… A child? With Roy’s blood. It certainly rattled her mind. Did Roy donate blood? Why would that be an issue? Surely, there was no… Her eyes widened at the thought there was something wrong with his blood. Suppose that could happen. Kory quickened the speed in her flight. Her green eyes soon fell upon her apartment in a short distance. Enough to catch the glimpse of Roy and Dick upon her balcony. Roy soon went inside as Kory got closer. Not long after, Kory had planted her feet not far behind where Dick stood on the balcony. Not to exactly scare him, suppose there was just that faint familiar breeze in the air, that at this point he was almost use to. Of course, it didn’t take Kory long to break the distance

”Dick! I came as quick as I could… I’m not sure, I understand… However, I’m here to help!”

Kory spoke up and his name fell swiftly from her lips. Freely and knowingly as always. As a golden hand reach at his shoulder. Escaping from his arm, to lightly play at his hand. Whilst a generous look of concern was across her face and it felt sharply in the deepest of her emotions. Of course it was mixed in a little bit of confusing. Unsureness as to exactly what was the problem… Suppose, given Roy’s struggle with alcohol, Kory had initially jumped to there being something wrong health wise, with the mentioning of his blood. As her green eyes as had glimpse of what she could before Roy had disappeared inside, he certainly had seen better days. Of course what concerns Dick had been feeling and still feeling, was also on his face. Whatever it was about, which Kory confessed she had entirely caught on from the message, but as she stepped forward. Stepping short of the door, with the sign she was very much concerned for Roy. In whatever way she could, she was here to help. With a light smile peaking at the corner of her lips, that lingered for a few moments… Then went. Kory looked back at Dick. With confusion and concern caught between her eyebrows.

”Is there something wrong with Roy’s blood? Is there something wrong with the child?”

[Dick Grayson - Nightwing]

Dick listened to Roy. He knew him well enough that Roy would want to handle any problems on his own. This was a bit different with having a vigilante life as well. Ha, maybe that was a more scary thought around that as well.

"I'm more worried about you being responsible. That an a child the bloodlines of an assassin league member and yours as well," Dick said jokingly. A slight smile coming to his face at that thought of that. "Think about it, another Roy Harper in this world. Maybe the mother blood put some sense into the child."

After the comments, he was hoping Roy was still more in a joking mood. It was best to keep the situation light hearted and he was only poking fun at him of course. And it seemed Roy was accepting the other remarks.

"Ever hear the saying, 'it takes a village to raise a child'? We're not going to just leave you to it. Within a month, I bet you'll be trying to get the kid to eat pizza," Dick replied. "We're your friends. Don't turn us down on an offer. I'm sure you're going to want to get some time to yourself here and there."

Dick had not experience raising a child, period. It didn't take science to quite know that a child will keep a lot of people up at time at times. In Roy's case, it could be durning the day. He'll probably need some quiet time as some point. And as kids get older, well....that's a ways off. Alfred had plenty of stories of the Bat-family members.

[color-Blue]"I think I recall your girlfriend referring to Batman as a gargoyle at one point in time. Actually several,"[/color] Dick chimed in another nickname.

At Roy's comment on vivid imagination, Dick had to laugh at this.

"We'd have to place bets on a match like that," Dick continue to laugh. "What I mean by this is, that Kory is better at handling sensitive issues like this with just about everyone. Best to let her lend a helping hand in this."

At that second, Kory seemed to come barging in with so many question and her own confusion. It wasn't uncommon for Dick to deal with her mind set like this.

"There is nothing of the sort wrong with the child's blood. Just that it has the lines of Harper in it. I was only joking," Dick said. "But seriously. There is a child that belong to Roy left to him in another city. That was the main message."

[Roy Harper - Arsenal]

There was many things certainly to consider and there were already so many things running through Roy’s mind now. Freaked out, yeah in many ways he was. Despite his mostly calm state on the outside. Suppose, it could be looked at a mix of confusion and a little bit of shock. Maybe a little more. He was used to being tossed curb balls, he preferred keeping a tough front, with all the things thrown through his life, despite his short comings. He assured he could face anything or at least give off that impression. Because throughout his life, whether or not someone walked into his life, they rarely seemed to stay and he more than less ended up with just himself… Suppose, some of his friends were a little harder to shake. Roy cocked a half smile as Dick joked. Rolling his eyes and huffed out a laugh as if Dick was almost funny. Whilst hiding a little bit just how close to home some of what Dick said, actually struck.

”You. Worried. I’m shocked! All, I hear is how kick ass my baby will be, minus no projectiles coming from her hands… Is that why you bring up bloodlines? Seriously dude, its just a baby. I hardly imagine you came out with pixie sticks, I really feel for your mother if you did."

With his initial response to Dick ‘worried’, Roy had generally a deadpan look. Of course there was potential lace of humour in his eyes. With much the shake of his head to Dick’s minor digs, which suppose was least getting Roy’s head completely out of a ditch. Humorously tone over the potential digs at the ‘bloodline’, seriously what was with Dick and bloodline. This seemed to suggest a conversation or two or more with Kory. Or like most things involving, hinting at things Dick’s rattled around in his brain. Roy was adamant his baby wouldn’t be chucking arrows, least not yet, certainly not Starbolts as Roy had made a point to mention. Roy expressed a slight comical smile, suppose if his baby wasn’t completely human, he’d thought about it, but even then. A baby really just seemed like a baby to Roy. Dick certainly had a mind, if thats where it had gone or at least Roy teased it had. Not that Roy had any problem with Dick or Kory babies.

”HA HA! Though seriously dude, another Harper! Now that, that is something… Something, I did not entirely expect, but perhaps… I don’t know. Wanted! Pretty much my knowledge of Harper and my family pretty much died when I was like two. Beyond that, its been me! But now… Its quite a bizarre feeling…"

Roy then added in response to Dick joking about there being another Roy Harper; or more just Harper as Roy more focused on. Family, really. Wow, that was a really weird thing. He was raised in a tribe in his younger years and then raised by Oliver, well mind you it was questionable raising. Its probably not normal for most parents to encourage violence, let alone weapons. Family, sort of came in a different stride to him, than normally to others. Suppose, it did occasionally came to him in friends. Now. Where there is something more direct. It was different. Bizarre. It didn’t feel like an entirely bad thing, but it was freaking him out. A little. Despite the hints of the unknowing smiles etching at his lips.

”Yes, actually… You do remember before Oliver took me in, I was raised in a tribe. I can’t exactly say pizza was ever on the menu… You never wondered why I was such a good shot with an arrow. You know, I just figure. Lamb chops. What baby wouldn’t want a piece of lamb chop…"

There was a slight hint of sarcasm, least a tone of humour whilst Roy laid out some truths. Finding it somewhat ironic at Dick bringing up ‘a village’, given how Roy was sensually raised as a child. Yeah, he hadn’t be completely blinded or so drunk over the years to completely forget a lot of it… Pizza, had definitely not been an aspect, though yeah that may have changed at one point… Roy jested at his ah, skill with a bow. An arrow and that of the hunt. Not that he was completely confessing to shooting Bambi and Thumper… His tone turned a little more assertive as he suggested giving his kid meat, particularly a lamb chop. Somehow it did paint a very adorable image in his mind. Of course in his tone, there was a subtle wild playful look in his eyes. Before he set out a laugh, that unless Dick knew his inner joke, was likely to go over his head.

”I’m not turning you down. I’d imagine with Kory’s persistence that be difficult. However, I am somewhat surprised about yours… Time, Time to myself… Woah, hold up dude. I have not held nor seen my child yet, let alone even gone to the hospital yet. Let’s, take this a few steps back shall we… However, I am flattered and a little freaked out… If it make you feel any better, you’ll be the first on my list if I do ever need a babysitter.”

The laugh soon left, with a more genuine warm hint of a smile coming across his lips… In all of the jokes and the banter. That and the crazy shit that could run through Roy’s head, evidently out his mouth at times. He did really have some great friends. Roy assured he wasn’t turning them nor Dick down. Definitely not in hours he might need, but they were all steps far a head of him right now. Whilst he expected to be needing to take more responsibility he was still in many sense the carefree kind of guy, that had lived day by day. It was just a little too much at once. As he honestly pointed out. Time to himself hadn’t been a thought on his mind… The main thing was simply just the child and getting to the hospital. It wasn’t going to be effective to just sit and ponder as much as Roy might like to. He half imagined it was just gonna cause more confusion and more questions than he had answers. Though with this rather unlikely expected showing of Dick caring, particularly about Roy’s time. Roy promised to let Dick babysit… Hmmm, Dick the Manny, that had seriously been the last thing Roy expected and surprisingly it was quite a highlight now.

”My girlfriend, huh?" Roy raised a playful brow. Responding to Dick mentioning ‘his girlfriend’ and calling Batman gargoyle. Noting how easily and quickly Dick had been to chime into that.

”Last time I checked, you were not my girlfriend… You don’t have to worry. I’m not gonna tell him. Besides, telling him about the bat mobile incident would be far more damaging. "

Roy added with the playful look more directly on Dick, it hardly seemed above Dick really to have thought varies things and names in relating to the Batman. Bruce. Particularly having lived under the same roof as Green Arrow. Roy had certainly had his own list when it came to Ollie. There was always gonna be something, particularly when one was so tightly under there their thumbs and Roy had shared plenty about it over the years with Dick. Some perhaps more tightly kept secret. What they don’t know, won’t hurt them. As they say boys will be boys, kids will be kids.

”Ah, yeah, no. You can keep you’re bet on that. It sounds like a good way to end up with my ass kicked. I think I’d rather be Switzerland in that… Hmmm, though you’re right, Kory can be quite helpful. You should know!"

A semi cheeky and charming grin came to Roy, in response to Dick hanging on a bet between; Supergirl and Starfire. It had certainly been a vivid thought, but as appealing as it was. Roy would have to turn down that bet. Not out of fear he’d sensually lose, just more loose a limb or two. He had learnt from before. Hmmm, watch. Yeah, he’d totally enjoy watching. Cheer, it was a possibility. Roy responded more adequately in Kory being genuinely helpful. Particularly in helping highly emotional driven, things. Yes. She was very helpful and generally helpful in bringing that high level of joy. Positivity. Particularly with children. Roy wasn’t entirely sure Kory was gonna know all the answers when it came to a baby, particularly a human baby, but Roy was totally open. As she’d probably at least know more than he did. Of course, if anyone was gonna truly know how helpful of a hand Kory could be, it was definitely Dick. As Roy offered a friendly jab of his fist to Dick’s left shoulder, as to suggest along the lines of ‘good on your mate’. Not long before, Roy had turned and made his way inside. Contacted Kara on his way to the bathroom. In the hopes, she could in need give him time enough to tell her and hopefully to somewhat explain, but he wasn’t entirely sure he’d be so good with that. He’d have to see on that. Feel it out. For that he put his phone on the bathroom sink, shortly followed by shutting the door and taking his gear off. Turning the water on and hopped in. Embracing the steam as it filled the room and cut sharply across his skin.

[Kory Anders - Starfire]

There was a rapid pace that thudded beneath Kory’s chest. Her pulse raced fast and just that little bit hotter than usual. When it came to her friends. Particularly if they were in danger or in any way despair. Kory was going to go out of her way and be there. Sensually drop her lunch and speed across the country if she had to. Loyalty wasn’t something Kory played with lightly. She loved her friends. So dearly… So at the notion that there maybe something wrong with Roy. Kory was quite concerned. As her green eyes looked to the man she loved for the answer. The truth… Suppose, she could jump to conclusions. Kory’s heart thudded slower or at least more calmly at Dick’s initial words, that there was ‘nothing’ wrong… Though it certainly caused her to cock her head slightly at Dick saying the child had Roy’s blood in it. What? How? Why, would the child have Roy’s blood…? Kory pondered internally, she was half feeling she wasn’t quite circling the drain on this yet… Joke… Well, naturally why hadn’t Kory expected as such. It was a human thing to joke and use the sarcasm. Still, she felt a little left out on this one. Not entirely sure whether to laugh, she wasn’t entirely sure what was funny about the joke. Mostly it still confused her… As Dick then spoke more seriously. Then it started to click. Particularly as she processed; ‘There is a child that belongs to Roy’. That certainly caused a flush to run over Kory’s face and brighten her cheeks.

”Oh… OH!”

Kory expressed as the initial mix of shock and surprise finally hit her. Whilst in the process of her emotions, Kory had unintentionally hit Dick square in the chest. Perhaps not entirely sending him across the balcony. Chances if he wasn’t completely numb to it now, he likely felt it. Occasionally, Kory forgot her strength or her emotions got the best of her, as the humans could put it. Her golden cheeks once again flushed instantly as she realised her mistake.

”Dick! I’m sorry!”

Apologising as instantly as Kory had realised, with an innocent kind smile. Quickly and ultimately careful Kory motioned her hand to where she had possibly struck Dick. Hopefully she could at least make it a little better.

”Are you seriously telling me…? That… That Roy has a baby? That he is a father..? Oh, my X’hal! Wow… How wonderful!”

With another subtle gentle smile and collecting her bearings. Kory asked the pointed questions, although potentially more remarked and than asked. As she was making sense by each word spoken and sensually realising… That, Roy had a child… He was father… Wow, really seemed an understatement. The gentle smile had easily grown into a grin. Naturally, Kory felt bliss from this. Suppose, it was making a little more sense why, Dick had joked. Given the friendship, between the two men. Where her mind had ran with confusion earlier. Raced now for with kinds of blissful thoughts and rather toy filled as well. Rattling up a potential list of what to get the baby… Given, Kory was learning this now, she imagined Roy had as well… Somehow, she wasn’t entirely sure the apartment was even baby proof. She was gonna need to see to that…

”Where is Roy?”

Kory lightly frowned as she openly questioned. Turning her head towards the balcony door to the apartment. She most certainly felt the need to pass on the congratulations and maybe help take notes, if there was a list to be had… But, yeah. Mostly to congratulate and hug… Or was this more a high five, situation for humans… Hmmm, Kory would stick with a hug.

”Dick! You mentioned something about another city? Are you traveling out of town?”

Before, Kory made a totally beeline to the door and potentially hunt down Roy. Kory turned back to Dick, to ask about the city the child was in. She assumed the message was half about Roy leaving to go see or potentially pick up his baby. Kory knew she was missing a few other key details, but she was at least curious enough to ask exactly where? Which city? If it was a fair travel. If it was gonna be an overnight thing… Was Dick going? Kory also curiously asked. As her mind quickly ran to the thoughts of her room. Wondering if he may need a bag and rattled what were some key items he was gonna need. Kory was in a somewhat proactive frame of mind.

[Dick Grayson - Nightwing]

"Well, I'm not saying that these are horror stories, but I've heard stories from the officers back at work about their kids. Sounds like most of them didn't get much sleep the first few years," Dick laughed a bit.

This might clear up a bit of where the knowledge of children were coming from. How many times he had over hear or had to listen to old couples and new couples and their children at work....Granted, it does lighten the work day to hear something different rather than who or what place was being held at gun point. Not light his nights didn't consist of such work either.

"You must be out of it. I'm talking about Kara. Kory and I had seen the way you two have been acting," Dick respond.

Dick was being more on point with his joking to try and keep Roy's mind off his worries for now. And Kara was a topic that would come up sooner rather than later. Especially with their conversation turning towards betting on the two.

"Yeah, she can be. But you're seeing the maiden of steel. I'm pretty sure the gov. doesn't have a backup plan for even stopping Superman himself," Dick replied.

As soon as Kory had walked in and he lightly filled her in on what was going on, it was mildly amusing to see her reaction.

"Yep, now you've got it," Dick answered.

At Kory's questioning of him going out of town, Dick wasn't all that sure about that. Maybe Roy should have someone go with him. Dick wasn't all that sure if Roy would need or want the support of a friend when he goes.

That was something he was unsure about since the beginning of this conversation as well. Roy was quite spacey at the moment. That didn't seem like a good idea to let him go off like that. At least they were starting to get his head straighten again.

"Depends if Roy really thinks he wants someone to go with him," Dick replied.

[Roy Harper - Arsenal]

It was all very mind boggling. Being a father and Roy had barely even began to step down that path. If even at all really. So, yeah his mind was totally blown. Shaken. As well as any amount of emotion that he had gathered in someway trying to figure this all out. Questions. Questions. He sure had a lot more questions than answers. Let alone, potential fears. Mmmm, perhaps great fears. He couldn’t entirely be sure, he was so bundled up with utter confusion… Yet, that digging feeling. He wasn’t sure why, but was pulling him forward. In wanting to take on what ever fear this meant. Was it really that bad. Roy was many things, perhaps in ways a bad influence, but he liked to think he was good with kids. Though, had he really grown up from being one himself. He listened to Dick’s warning, least Roy was taking it as a warning. As well as that little notion, that Dick was potentially making friends. Suppose, he wasn’t all work. Roy was semi impressed. Cocking an eyebrow as Dick then broke out in laughter. Ok, this is the Dick he liked. Easily amused. Perhaps a little to easily amused for Roy’s benefit, but hey.

”Shut the front door! You serious….? What the fuck! You mean to tell me; that I’ll be getting little to no sleep…?!"

Roy remarked loudly as if his mouth fell open and had to lift his chin off the floor. As if utter shock. Realisation was setting in. Of course, there was also a large layer of sarcasm in his monotone voice. Though in reality it was something that he may find difficult, he really couldn’t know, but it wasn’t like his life wasn’t avoid of sleep. If not frequently. That was kinda the given. He expected it. Accepted it. So the possibility of lack of sleep, wasn’t entirely freaking him out. Not yet, anyway.

”Please! Like, I don’t suffer from some level of insomnia already… You mean to tell me, that you get in your eight hours… Every night?"

As Roy openly pointed out, as his tone fell more to reality. Not that he felt he needed to point out their way of life. As he pointed the question to Dick. It had to be sensually the same for Dick, depending on how much of a work horse he was feeling. On top of how much the walls could talk, potentially even less sleep. Even for Roy occasionally, the dirty kids. Roy slyly smiled. Roy shrug his shoulders, he couldn’t be mad… Nor even as Dick changed the subject. Kara, well entirely more than just a subject. Although, suppose Roy could feel like the subject of the two. Ok bad thoughts, Roy. Bad thoughts. With a hefty little cough. Straightened himself up…

”Acting? Pfft, I don’t act. Not everyone just dangles it out there… I think your just changing the subject. I’ve got your back buddy…"

Playfully Roy responded. He wasn’t going to deny it and frankly he never did. So he never flaunted it, but it wasn’t like Dick asked. Who’s to say, Roy wouldn’t have just coughed it up then. It wasn’t like Roy was a huge secret kinda guy, well depending on the secret and from whom. Why was Roy not surprised Dick and Kory had been talking. Seeing, whatever. They were as good and bad with each other, it rubbed off on them both… Roy toyed with Dick. Whether or not Dick wanted namely to talk about Kara, Roy was sure Dick didn’t want to talk about things he didn’t want Bruce to know. Roy favoured a little playful wink. Of course he was being a tad obnoxious, but oddly this was easing his mind a tad from all the confusion that had flooded his brain.

”Now, I wouldn’t say that. All they’d need to do, is get their hands on some shiny green rocks. Not easy, but not impossible… "

It didn’t linger to much of a thought, before Roy responded to the government having a backup plan when it came to Superman. Suppose, Roy spoke that swiftly. Not at all because he had plans in force, just well. It just didn’t seem that hard of a concept. Kryptonite could be a killer, least to a kryptonian. Which had to seem rather poetic and comical at the same time. That sensually a part of your own planet, could kill you… Hmmm, suppose a human could drawn in their own water. Having a rock smashed over ones head could also do the trick, so maybe it was playing down that line. There had been a subtle pause, before his mind then went to Kara and Dick seemingly concerned. Least thats what Roy took from his comment regarding Superman.

”In regards to Kara and my well being, are you concerned…? You have my back, right?"

He thought little upon that, before he responded much with a given smile at the end. He had little worries about his well being, honestly and thought even less about a back up plan. To think such a thing towards Supergirl. Death. It was rather sickening thought. One he best avoided. One he best keep off his mind and a shower was one way to go about it. Taking no extra time to linger any further. Fingers were certainly crossed as were a few toes, that Kara would reach him. Suppose, there wasn’t any chance she was out of orbit. Hmmm, nah he had to doubt that, but not that he hadn’t been surprised before. Before long Roy was deep in the midst of his shower. Full steam a head and his voice echoes through the now cloudy room. Singing, yeah. He sang in the shower. Quite literally and boisterous…

”I’m singing in the shower…. Just singing in the shower… What a glorious feeling. I’m happy again. I’m laughing at clouds…”

Why? Why does Roy do anything?