tag:dreamwidth.org,2011-07-13:921431 Fleet Sparrow Fleet Sparrow 2012-04-05T07:13:47Z tag:dreamwidth.org,2011-07-13:921431:427 2012-04-04T07:03:18Z 2012-04-05T07:13:47Z cheerful public 0 3/22/12<br /><br />Flight was truly the best thing about life.<br /><br />True, the colors, the smells, the brightness, the people, the tastes, that weird feeling you get when you walk into a room and just <i>know</i> what the atmosphere is like–those were all cool. But nothing could beat flying.<br /><br />Except, maybe flying with someone close.<br /><br /><i>"You doin' alright there, Robin?"<br /><br />Tim paled as he swung up behind Dick, trying, and failing, to land as gracefully as the elder.<br /><br />"I don't know how you do it. I don't think I'm cut out for this."<br /><br />"Don't sweat it, Timmy," Dick said, ruffling the younger boy's hair. "You'll be just fine."<br /><br />Tim just made a slightly strangled hum of agreement and nodded absently.<br /><br />"You'll be fine."</i><br /><br />"You'll be fine, Damian."<br /><br />"This is stupid. I already know how to use the grappling hooks; I don't need this...<i>thing</i>. You never come up on one in combat."<br /><br />"It's good training," Dick replied, his voice betraying the smile he tried to hide. This was a serious lesson, after all. "Besides, the trapeze is just <i>fun</i>."<br /><br />"Again, stupid."<br /><br />"Sure it is." Dick placed his hands on the bar, just next to Damian's. "Alright, on three. One. Two. Three!"<br /><br />Flying was the <i>best</i> with someone else.<br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=fleetsparrow&ditemid=427" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> comments