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Hey there @cockismybusiness, happy late birf-day bro!
i know i promised Blüdhaven Chronicles would get its 5th chapter, but..... there’s actually SO MANY things i want to revamp on that fic. and also move it over to ao3 where it can get properly tagged and enjoy new life yeah?
so enjoy this little snippet of things to come my dude. and for those of you who might be out of the loop: enjoy catching up on this really old fic that’s been 4 years, 4 chapters, and many many comics in the making. and please be mindful its not reflective of how my writing is now ugh anyways onto the snippet...
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"I got some tips from Babs about a discrepancy in your universe's Dewey Decimal system," the empath began, nonchalant as she set books along the table and flipped their cork-board around to it's dry-erase twin.
Her movements were frantic, erratic as she prattled on and continued drawing runes with the different dry erase markers in hand. Her calligraphy was impeccable, beautiful and precise as she carefully stopped just short of making complete circles or pentagrams. Green for the letterings, blue for the bindings, red to indicate missing key ingredients. Everything within an easy to understand system they'd developed together.
Dick was beginning to wonder if Raven only liked having those things around for the aesthetic of the investigation, or if she genuinely thought they'd help things along. Or maybe it'd been both.
He hadn't had the chance to press her about it yet, and he wasn't about to interrupt her now to ask. Not with a mouthful of cereal and a brain only half functioning this early in the morning on a couple sips of coffee.
"-And if my theory is right, then we may need to drop everything that we've been doing here and go right to the source. Dick-" She slammed both her hands forcefully on the table after finishing the runes. "-we need to go back to Jump City."
Running a hand down his face, the man considered his next words very carefully before speaking.
"I can't leave this city unprotected. Not for more than a few days, a week at most. And Raven," he tried softening his voice as she frowned openly at his words, "This sounds like a bit of a chase. I don't have time for theories. I need evidence, I need conviction-"
"How's this for your conviction?" She sneered as she flipped the board over once more.
Threads connecting printed out articles and profiles from a couple cases of interest. All of the work they'd been putting into unraveling the mystery of that fateful October night that Raven- Dick's Raven- had disappeared. So much seemed lost, the more his eyes wandered over dead-ends and literal loose threads that littered their case.
It seemed just as impossible to tackle as it had been at the start of this mess.
"I've helped you every step of the way, Dick. I've set aside this case- which is literally the only thing I came to this earth to help you out with- for any number of other ones you've had me on board for. And this is how you're choosing to approach this, when I'm so close to a breakthrough?"
In one violent push, she cleared the table of the very same books she'd been seeking answers from. Dick felt his mouth drop open in shock, wanting to protest and having his words fail him.
"I'm done helping you with all of these insipid cases! I just pray to Azar that you open your eyes, and come to your senses in time." She sighed, and waved him off before he could get a word in as his senses came back to him. "I'm going to Jump. Join me, or stay here with your thumbs up your ass for all I care."
And with a harsh slam of her door, the conversation ended.
And Dick knew, powers or no powers, it'd be best to let her have some space before bringing it up again.
Because if there was one thing Dick Grayson remembered about Raven, she could be scary when she was angry. And that was long before even showing a hint of losing control.
And he'd gotten more than enough of that hint now, when he'd seen her eyes flashing red for the shortest of seconds.
#robrae#dick grayson#rachel roth#teen titans#nightwing: bludhaven chronicles#cockismybusiness#randywritesfic#this doesnt have the Little Things like the italics for emphasis bc i want to keep that in the Final Cut#and i don't want u waiting TOO LONG BC HOLY SHIT I DONT WANNA BE TOO LATEIM SORRY BRO#also hey follow my dc sideblog dude. get a Daily Dose of DC even tho i know ur more into voltron now lmao#I'm only Obsessed w/ pidge but i love and support u bro. u do u#this is one of those#shippy but not Completely Things#but I'm tagging it bc TECHNICALLY one of the end game ships is robrae#the other is cassrae#and we can do that#because TWO RAVENS GUYS. IT WORKS
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