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─ one hundred & forty-one
[ This isn’t right.
Uru stares with uncertainty into the empty room. Her head is trying to process what exactly is going on. Everything that belonged to either Damian or Dick was gone. Instead of the familiar arrangements of furniture and whatever else is supposed to be in here, there’s nothing. It’s reverted back to a standard Paradisan room, as if nobody had ever once inhabited it. Every trace of proof that Damian Wayne lived here... gone.
She manages to get out her journal, tearing her gaze away from this emptiness. Desperately, her eyes scour the journal, flipping the page slowly at first before she picks up the pace and tries to find his handwriting or hear his voice.
Again, there’s nothing.
She ends up blurting it out without thinking: ]
Damian’s gone.
[ Her heartbeat begins to race. There’s an unwanted surge of emotion in her chest and making its way down into her stomach, but she pretends it isn’t there, because this is all just a mistake. ]
I mean— I can’t find him. [ A beat. ] But this has happened before. His room, it... it was just a loss. It—
[ She abruptly cuts herself off. ]
Uru stares with uncertainty into the empty room. Her head is trying to process what exactly is going on. Everything that belonged to either Damian or Dick was gone. Instead of the familiar arrangements of furniture and whatever else is supposed to be in here, there’s nothing. It’s reverted back to a standard Paradisan room, as if nobody had ever once inhabited it. Every trace of proof that Damian Wayne lived here... gone.
She manages to get out her journal, tearing her gaze away from this emptiness. Desperately, her eyes scour the journal, flipping the page slowly at first before she picks up the pace and tries to find his handwriting or hear his voice.
Again, there’s nothing.
She ends up blurting it out without thinking: ]
Damian’s gone.
[ Her heartbeat begins to race. There’s an unwanted surge of emotion in her chest and making its way down into her stomach, but she pretends it isn’t there, because this is all just a mistake. ]
I mean— I can’t find him. [ A beat. ] But this has happened before. His room, it... it was just a loss. It—
[ She abruptly cuts herself off. ]
Tim
Uru
Tim
Yes... but I've never been there before today. [ Then a little defiantly: ] We just wanted to make sure!
Uru
Tim; lmao he's so pouty!!
Uru
[He doesn't like other people giving away the family secret! XD]
Tim
It's not her fault, Tim! I've always been the one to ask Damian, Steph, and even Jason when he was here about it!
Uru
Tim 1/2
Yes?
Tim
Uru
You've never told anyone else? They trusted you? And still trust you?
Tim
Uru
Tim
I'm sorry.
Uru
Tim
And making you uncomfortable.
Uru
It's probably less important about keeping those secrets here but if someone from home shows up and learns it, it could cause trouble.
Tim
Uru
... Do you know about our... sidejobs too?
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Well, it was a working progress with Damian! But he... [ Despite all the fights they had and how cruel she'd been in return to him, he wanted to be her friend.
Because she gave him a chance, he said. Not many did that. Which might include Tim. That makes her a little uneasy. ]
Tim
They're really good people. I wasn't always a good friend to Damian and he... [ Digging into those memories is always awkward. ] He still saved my life.
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