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3/22/12
Flight was truly the best thing about life.
True, the colors, the smells, the brightness, the people, the tastes, that weird feeling you get when you walk into a room and just know what the atmosphere is like–those were all cool. But nothing could beat flying.
Except, maybe flying with someone close.
"You doin' alright there, Robin?"
Tim paled as he swung up behind Dick, trying, and failing, to land as gracefully as the elder.
"I don't know how you do it. I don't think I'm cut out for this."
"Don't sweat it, Timmy," Dick said, ruffling the younger boy's hair. "You'll be just fine."
Tim just made a slightly strangled hum of agreement and nodded absently.
"You'll be fine."
"You'll be fine, Damian."
"This is stupid. I already know how to use the grappling hooks; I don't need this...thing. You never come up on one in combat."
"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 fun."
"Again, stupid."
"Sure it is." Dick placed his hands on the bar, just next to Damian's. "Alright, on three. One. Two. Three!"
Flying was the best with someone else.
Flight was truly the best thing about life.
True, the colors, the smells, the brightness, the people, the tastes, that weird feeling you get when you walk into a room and just know what the atmosphere is like–those were all cool. But nothing could beat flying.
Except, maybe flying with someone close.
"You doin' alright there, Robin?"
Tim paled as he swung up behind Dick, trying, and failing, to land as gracefully as the elder.
"I don't know how you do it. I don't think I'm cut out for this."
"Don't sweat it, Timmy," Dick said, ruffling the younger boy's hair. "You'll be just fine."
Tim just made a slightly strangled hum of agreement and nodded absently.
"You'll be fine."
"You'll be fine, Damian."
"This is stupid. I already know how to use the grappling hooks; I don't need this...thing. You never come up on one in combat."
"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 fun."
"Again, stupid."
"Sure it is." Dick placed his hands on the bar, just next to Damian's. "Alright, on three. One. Two. Three!"
Flying was the best with someone else.
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