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Mar. 15th, 2011 10:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kat8chaWritten for a pic on tumblr.
Damian had gotten out of the encounter with Killer Croc with a few scratches (mainly from the cat they had rescued from being Croc's dinner) that didn't need bandages and a deep scratch that did, and a handful of bruises on his back. Colin had nearly gotten his leg bitten off, and while Abuse healed fast the bite marks were still visible bite marks.
But now they were clean.
Colin sniffed, a scratch over his nose already scabbed and fading fast, the bandaid on his chin covered a scratch and a bruise. Colin probably wouldn't even need the band aid by the next morning.
Though knowing Colin he'd wear another one anyway.
"This wouldn't have happened if you'd stayed safe." Damian said, attempting not to sound too pissed as he wound the bandage over Colin's leg. "I told you to take the cat!"
"I helped." Colin sniffed again. He looked tempted to rub his nose on his shoulder before he remembered that he was wearing sweats and a white undershirt that Damian had lent him. "I punched Killer Croc in the face and knocked him out!"
"After he got your leg in his mouth!" Damian ripped the tape and patted the bandage down. "The next time I say to get out, I expect you to follow orders."
Colin's smile was weak and watery. "You're not my boss, I'm my own superhero."
Damian scowled. "Partners are supposed to listen to each other."
"Partners," Colin stressed, and poked Damian in the arm, "take half the risk and half the responsibility. Next time, ask."
Damian had gotten out of the encounter with Killer Croc with a few scratches (mainly from the cat they had rescued from being Croc's dinner) that didn't need bandages and a deep scratch that did, and a handful of bruises on his back. Colin had nearly gotten his leg bitten off, and while Abuse healed fast the bite marks were still visible bite marks.
But now they were clean.
Colin sniffed, a scratch over his nose already scabbed and fading fast, the bandaid on his chin covered a scratch and a bruise. Colin probably wouldn't even need the band aid by the next morning.
Though knowing Colin he'd wear another one anyway.
"This wouldn't have happened if you'd stayed safe." Damian said, attempting not to sound too pissed as he wound the bandage over Colin's leg. "I told you to take the cat!"
"I helped." Colin sniffed again. He looked tempted to rub his nose on his shoulder before he remembered that he was wearing sweats and a white undershirt that Damian had lent him. "I punched Killer Croc in the face and knocked him out!"
"After he got your leg in his mouth!" Damian ripped the tape and patted the bandage down. "The next time I say to get out, I expect you to follow orders."
Colin's smile was weak and watery. "You're not my boss, I'm my own superhero."
Damian scowled. "Partners are supposed to listen to each other."
"Partners," Colin stressed, and poked Damian in the arm, "take half the risk and half the responsibility. Next time, ask."
