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[imaginate]

Characters: Kyle Rayner, Dick Grayson, Damian Wayne, Jim Kirk.
Date: Backdated to March 3rd.
Location: Metal Sector.
Situation: Bruce left B(
Warnings/Rating: None, will be added later if necessary.

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[demon_brat]

We are trying.

[ Quietly. After a moment, his shoulders slump the rest of the way. ]

We don't know enough, Rayner. We'll do what has to be done, but we still don't know enough.

[ We still don't know if it will be enough. But he doesn't say it. He knows that this behavior is weak of him, and wrong, and he should be better. He should be finding answers. But it just seems so... useless, now. Any answers found can be taken from them just like that. ]

[imaginate]

[Grimly:] Then we'll find out, won't we.

[The hard way or the easy way, and he's not banking on the former. Damian's come to a mental stop, will giving out on him, and Kyle reaches over to squeeze his shoulder.]

[demon_brat]

Yes. We will.

[ Quietly. He doesn't flinch away from the touch, not even to glare, just slumps a little more. ]

I don't know what more to do. There has to be something, but I can't think of what it should be.

[imaginate]

[It's tough not to feel dejected. Part of him is used to failure and helplessness in Keeliai, but the larger part of him still expects (demands) to be the hero, and the big man, and is frustrated it's not working instantly. It's a childish thought. He does his best to get rid of it.]

You don't have to think about that right now.

[demon_brat]

[ Damian opens his mouth to shoot that down, then closes it. The Lantern deserves better than that. ]

The only time I don't is when I push it away for Taraja's sake.

[imaginate]

[Softer:] It's a lot to carry.

[demon_brat]

[ Soft, too. ]

It'd be wrong to let go of it.

[ Why is his breath even hitching, he's not a child! ]