open rp } { emily's christmas furlough post

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[untie]

[ one thing dick has always loathed about bruce wayne's playboy persona is the fact that he's always roped in the cleanup.

bruce's parties are often an invitation to one or all of his villains to crash. unsurprisingly, it happens. penguin teams up with mr freeze and crashes wayne manor to ice half of the ground floor and bust a window with an umbrella. (he's pretty sure poison ivy had been in on their plans at one stage, given that there was a vial of greenish poison in penguin's hand, but she seems to have declined for greener pastures.)

with the green arrow and batman in attendance, catwoman's the one who saves the evening. it's unsurprising to dick—selina's pretty efficient, and both green arrow and batman had been incapacitated with a well-timed opening of several umbrellas that have since been shattered into the icicles crunching beneath his feet.

the spiral staircase, desks and drawers furnishing hallways and rooms, and the previously smooth floor of the ground floor are covered in crackling and shattered ice. it'd been made even worse when the party crowd had filed out of wayne manor and into their vehicles, leaving more ice particles in their wake. their sharp shoes and heels hadn't busted up the ice, but had only made it worse.

dick has a broom in his hand, doing his best to try and break it up with a few thwacks of the handle. what would work is his nightwing batons, but he's not too sure if oliver queen's been updated with the fact robin 1.0 is really no longer in business. secret identities are important business—the flash has hammered it into his head green arrow's fondness for saying you've failed. ]

You don't have to help.

[ he rests his hands on the cold end of the broom, letting the bristles soak up the cold shards of thick ice coating the floor. he's tired. one thing he forgot about mr freeze was how dense his ice blasts were. ]

I can clean this up. I think Alfred's making slushies, so... [ he cocks his head toward the direction of the kitchen as his invitation for mia to go ahead. ]

[blackstarred]

I want to help.

[She feels like she owes it to him, especially after her dad was such an embarrassment. Not that she thinks that Selina doesn't deserve her win - she's a bamf, there should be more like her - but if her father is going to tout himself as the Hero of Star City, his weakness probably shouldn't be umbrellas.

She's just saying.

She will give him grief for it later, but she can't let Dick clean up on his own. She makes her way closer resting one hand on his shoulder as she pulls one heel up, unsheathing the stiletto knife that one of his dad's old friends had built into his shoes.]

This might make breaking up that ice a little faster.