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Dick wasn't expecting to see the bar.
Ever again, really. He had become used to the bar being somewhere he could access through tents and doors in the circus. It was a new part of his world, sure, but it was a part of it.
Then his world collapsed in front of him and everything changed and suddenly he found himself living in an orphanage in Gotham City run by nuns.
He's had to deal with that new, horrible world, and he hates everything about it. Hates how it's not the circus, but at the same time, he's sort of pleased that he doesn't have to be at the circus, to see Mister Haly or the animals or any of his friends, and not see his parents. This new world is horrible, but because it's missing everything, it's not missing them specifically.
That's what he'd think if he was capable of coherent thought on the subject right now.
As it is, Dick couldn't explain exactly why finding the bar appear on the way to his dorm feels like a betrayal.
The boy stands in the doorway, fists clenching at his side as he glares at the bar for daring to still exist, and still be bright and loud and friendly when everything on the other side of the door is broken.
He glares for one second,
two seconds,
three seconds...
[OOC: If you can find him, completely open! But be open to very short threads, if he doesn't want to talk. DCU!Dick.]
Ever again, really. He had become used to the bar being somewhere he could access through tents and doors in the circus. It was a new part of his world, sure, but it was a part of it.
Then his world collapsed in front of him and everything changed and suddenly he found himself living in an orphanage in Gotham City run by nuns.
He's had to deal with that new, horrible world, and he hates everything about it. Hates how it's not the circus, but at the same time, he's sort of pleased that he doesn't have to be at the circus, to see Mister Haly or the animals or any of his friends, and not see his parents. This new world is horrible, but because it's missing everything, it's not missing them specifically.
That's what he'd think if he was capable of coherent thought on the subject right now.
As it is, Dick couldn't explain exactly why finding the bar appear on the way to his dorm feels like a betrayal.
The boy stands in the doorway, fists clenching at his side as he glares at the bar for daring to still exist, and still be bright and loud and friendly when everything on the other side of the door is broken.
He glares for one second,
two seconds,
three seconds...
And then he vanishes into the rafters.
[OOC: If you can find him, completely open! But be open to very short threads, if he doesn't want to talk. DCU!Dick.]
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She breaks off a piece of pie crust, popping it in her mouth and chewing thoughtfully.
"D'you mind if I ask where you're from?"
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"The circus."
It's not really a 'where,' but it is a 'from.'
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Of course, as he's said he doesn't have a home, and a circus is certainly more a 'from' than a 'where', she doesn't want to press him too hard on it.
"Y'like animals, then?"
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He notices halfway through the sentence that he's using the wrong tense, but he doesn't correct himself. Because now they're at the stables and he's rising up on the balls of his feet to peer inside.
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"My! The only time I've seen any of those was durin' Cubefall here, an' since they used t'be patrons they were plenty docile."
She wouldn't mind seeing an elephant, lion, or tiger in the wild, or even at a circus.
There's a door in the side of the building, smaller than the swinging barn doors — human-sized, if you will — that she opens, ushering Dick inside with a grin.
"Come on in, sugar. Don't be shy. Lady Naga's at the back near the tack room; I'll introduce you t'the others as we go along."
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"This here's Hrimfaxa, she's a Fae horse, an' beside her is Grani, a male — ah, also a robot."
That's something of a more complicated story. She goes on to point out Duncan and Rachat, mentioning that they're stable property and can be taken out for rides if he likes; her animals, Beaut and Concession; and a few of the other horses. One of Teja's cats even makes an appearance, just outside of the Brahmin's stall. Eventually, they come to Naga.
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She's beautiful.
Naga shuffles to her feet when she is disturbed, and extends a huge face towards him, big enough to swallow him in one bite, should she want.
She sniffs him curiously, and Dick responds by patting her on the nose.
"Hey, girl."
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Smiling, she lets the two acquaint themselves.
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And gently nudges Dick to see if he'll fall off.
When he doesn't, she starts licking his other hand. Or rather, his whole arm.
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"Lady Naga, meet Master Dick Grayson."
The he's all right is implied in her tone; however, to further assuage any worry, she fishes out that sack of treats Miss Bar gave her. Though the fish is wrapped securely in paper, Naga will probably smell it on her.
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Dick just laughs, and resettles onto a crouch on the stall, reaching behind her ears now it's closer.
"Can I?" he asks, reaching for the wrapped package.
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"Absolutely. Jus' mind she don't nip you."
She'd never accuse Naga of intentionally biting anyone, but it's the maternal side of Kate sneaking out. She rips the tape keeping the paper tight, and hands the bundle over.
"I admit t'spoilin' the animals a touch, but while they're in Milliways they should get the same lovely treatment the rest of us get."
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When Naga follows, he tosses her the fish lightly and she catches it in the air before settling down to lie beside him. As she eats, he shifts so he's sitting against her hairy bulk.
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"Gracious, y'must be quite the performer. There's a young woman here by the name of Carlotta; y'remind me of her. She tried t'teach me some 'acrobatics' a long time ago, but I'm afraid I'm better with a weapon."
Her voice naturally drops a few notes. They look comfortable, and that's a good deal more than she could have said about Dick when she first saw him. She won't be hurt none if she gradually slips from his focus.
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Then he remembers, sharply, that no, he can't invite her back to the circus.
He draws deeper into Naga's flank, and curls his legs up in front of him. He's done for the night.