Mixed Messages ~ {d.w}

➵Four

OUTGOING MESSAGE
4:28 pm

Damian:

"Father wants to know how I knew all of this."
"What shall I tell him about you?"

Echo:

"Uh? Nothing."
"I was very clear on that."
"You told him about me already? God, I thought you were smart"

Damian:

"I have a higher IQ than you."
"And no, I have not told him about you. I lied to cover."

Echo:

"You do not have a higher IQ than me!"
"I know because I've seen it!"

Damian:

"Are you implying that I'm an idiot compared to you?"

Echo:

"Good god! No!"
"Yeah, your IQ is pretty high but mines higher"
"Making me, the smarter one"
"I don't mean to show off or anything, but it's higher than lil' Timmy's"
"And yes, I've seen it ;)"

Damian:

"How do I know you're not lying?"

Echo:

"Really? Okay. We're getting off topic."
"What did you tell Bruce about this, information?"

Damian:

"I simply told him I met with another vigilante, and they spilled it to me."

Echo:

"Fuck no. You did fucking not!"
"I am not playing dress up with you, not now and not ever. "

Damian:

"It is not 'dress up!"
"And I'm lying. I told him I went into the cave and learnt about it that way."
"Do you always swear like a sailor?"

Echo:

"C'mon boy wonder"
"That's not even the beginning of swearing like a sailor!"
"Sailors would so disappointed with you"
"Besides that, it is so playing dress up"

Damian:

"It is not dress up!"

Echo:

"Really?"
"What do you call dressing up in a costume and beating the crap out of mentally sick people?"
"Wait, don't answer that"

Damian:

"It's called being a vigilante, saving innocent people."

Echo:

"It sounds like you playing dress up with your dad and beating the ever loving shit out of mentally ill people dressed as clowns"
"Poor Harley"

Damian:

"Now you feel sympathy for the devil?"

Echo:

"She's not a devil!"
"Harley, or Dr. Harleen Quinzel wasn't always like that!"
"You regret to remember the fact that Joker played her like a pawn!"
"He abuses her both mentally and physically!"

Damian:

"Quite the hatred for the Joker, huh?"

Echo:

"Oh, you have no idea."