[OPEN]

[shorttempered]

Characters: Mark Grayson/Invincible and OPEN
Date: Backdated to shortly after Eve left
Location: All over
Situation: Eve has gone home, and Mark isn’t taking that too well.
Warnings/Rating: None (may be subject to change)

A.
[Eve was gone. It was the only thought that occupied his mind, no matter how desperately he tried to change it to something anything otherwise. Thanks to Bruce he had finally gone outside for the first time since being evicted from his… Eve’s apartment. And now that he was out, he just simply no longer felt like there was a good reason to go back. Mark took up to wandering aimlessly, as if he could find some new purpose by stumbling onto it. He barely notices that there is anyone around him as he stops every so often at a place that reminds him of Eve and screws his eyes shut as he tries to push the memory from his mind, before ultimately giving up and letting the tears flow.]

B.
[Eventually Mark does make his way back home… but only long enough to grab his costume and he was gone again, this time taking to the air as Invincible. He had slipped back into the anger… angry she was gone, of course, but angrier at himself. He and Eve—most of the people here, really—all wanted to go home. How could he have been so selfish to want to keep her here, when she was needed at home? When she was where he always wanted her to go back to after all?

Mark pushes himself faster, barely registering the wind against his costume, making a beeline for the barrier. Not on purpose, but at the speed he was going it was only a matter of time before he rammed right into it… or more specifically rammed into it then plummeted into the water.

And he didn’t care.]

Comments

[demon_brat]

Hhn.

[That's why he said some, all right? But Damian looks out over the water.]

It doesn't matter, anyway. The reason for the protection's already in the city, now.

[shorttempered]

[...Well he wasn't feeling crappy enough.] Yeah, but maybe it will keep other things he needs out.

[demon_brat]

[Actually, Damian's point was to make him not feel as bad, since... there's less damage he can inflict, now? But, then, he also kind of sucks at this.]

That'd be more of a problem if we were underwater right now.

Both because of the water and pressure, and because of the possibility of more jiangshi.

[shorttempered]

You're just a barrel of laughs, aren't you?

[demon_brat]

[And the simple comment makes the boy's shoulders tense, even if his voice doesn't go hostile.]

Clearly not.

[shorttempered]

...That was sarcasm.

[demon_brat]

I know.

[Sarcasm doesn't stop a thing from occasionally being true, or from true things to have different meanings to people.]

[Robin shakes his head, firmly.]

Are you sufficiently recovered, now? Or do you need more time, or something else?

[shorttempered]

[How, r u d e much?] ...Ican take a hint. I'll be leaving now, thanks for making sure I didn't drown. [And with that, he flies off.]

[demon_brat]

[Damian. Rolls his eyes behind the mask. He wasn't trying to chase him away, more get information, for now, but this works.]

Hhn.

[And he sets off, back to what he was doing before the encounter.]