asterous

chapter fifteen

chapter fifteen - humanity

•

MOUNT JUSTICE
OCTOBER 10th — 16:58 EDT

"is there anything else i can help with?" captain marvel asked wally, dusting off his hands after opening wally's recliner to a perfect 43°.

"a lemonade would be nice," wally said. "ooh! and some nachos!"

dick rolled his eyes at how wally was taking advantage of captain marvel. in all honesty, good for wally, anyone in this sort of gig deserved a break. it was more the fact that wally was just milking it at this point. it had been nine days of this.

granted, dick hadn't been around the cave that much in those nine days—having your gut sliced open by the joker will do that to you!—but he had still heard all the stories. dick absentmindedly placed his hand over where his stitches were—it still wasn't fully healed. where were his nachos and lemonade?!

"rob, you wanna go?" artemis asked, pulling dick's attention back to the situation at hand: one-on-one training sessions with everyone.

well, everyone except wally.

"do i wanna hand your ass to you?" dick smirked, stepping onto the simulation grounds. "is that even a question?"

artemis propped her hands into fists, using them to shield the bottom of her face. "i guess we'll have to see whose ass is handed to whom."

dick stepped closer to artemis, throwing the first punch. while she was cockily blocking that (which is a HILARIOUS sentence) dick kicked the back of her knees with enough force for her to fall. she struggled to get back up, but dick just kicked her down.

failed: artemis - b06

"sorry, what were you saying about my ass?" dick asked, feigning confusion.

"you're a malicious fighter, you know that?" she huffed, letting him pull her up. "dirty, dirty."

"the low road is always so much faster than the high one, arty."

artemis probably would've lobbed another morality crisis at him if it weren't for black canary walking up and clapping. "very productive week!" she congratulated them. "even the slightest amount of improvement is still improvement!"

"except for kid fraud over there," artemis grumbled.

"kid malingerer," dick added, bumping into artemis' shoulder.

wally must've sensed that they were making fun of him, because he dramatically stood from his chair and hobbled over to stand with them.

"your legs are fine, kid idiot," artemis nearly smacked her own forehead.

"they're tiredddd!" wally did his little lopsided grin that made dick melt and threw and arm around his boyfriend.

artemis stepped toward him, one hand already pointing into his chest angrily, but was interupted by black canary calling for the team's attention.

"i enjoyed being your, uh, den mother this week and look forward to working with you all in the future," black canary continued, "perhaps as teammates."

recognized: zatara - 11

dick turned away from canary, watching as zatara began typing feverishly on the zeta computer. ah, italians.

recognized: zatanna zatara a03, authorization: zatara - 11

what was with people these days and having crazy alliteration names? first sarika sarkar, then kiara carrera, and now zatanna zatara? it was badass as fuck, but still.