AUDIENCE FOR: Jason Todd

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Yeah. Don't think you're alone in that one, either.

[ they... laugh a little, and take the paper back again, tucking it in their sleeve. ]

Thanks for rising to the challenge. [ of the poetry, at least. ] Wasn't so bad, huh?

[unrecked]

[He snorts at that.]

I never pass on a challenge. [He's too hard-headed.] It was... different. Never really took a lot of time to write anything.

[For. Reasons.]

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I find it to be an enjoyable hobby, when the time allows.

[ sometimes you do be busy. ] It's always a good thing to be well rounded.

[unrecked]

You give me one then.

[It's a challenge. He doesn't give Aquila room to say no, but they are free to decline.]

Trade. It's only fair.

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[ they tilt their head. ]

Any preference on type?

[unrecked]

[He shrugs one shoulder.]

Nah. Surprise me.

[HE IS A BIT SCARED TO GIVE THIS MUCH LEEWAY, but it's funny. Surprise him.]

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Tell me that, and I'll write you a dirty limerick.

[ stop

they won't. probably. ] Alright. You've got a deal.

[unrecked]

Write me a dirty limerick then. I ain't scared. [He'll laugh, but also:] I'll read it to Lup.

[So there.]

Shake on it.

[He holds out his hand.]

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I don't need you to read her my poetry.

[ nyeh

but they'll take his hand. aquila has a very strong handshake and their hand is very cold. ]

[unrecked]

[EVERYONE STOP BEING COLD what the fuck is it with these cold hands, warm heart fucks?!?! Jason has warm hands, guess that says terrible things about him. He also has a strong handshake! Of course he does.]

She might like to hear a dirty limerick from Aquila, who knows.

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[ handshaking in "well read fighty dorito shaped boy with a secret squishy core" (literally)

but yes it's cold. who knows why. they prop their chin in their hand afterwards, a little amused. ]

I'm sure she would! It wouldn't be our first encounter with poetry. But, I'd rather deliver it myself, you see.

[unrecked]

[Hate it.]

Am I supposed to be getting jealous here?

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[ that gets a laugh. ]

Are you?

[unrecked]

[He sort of smirks, then shakes his head.]

Nah. I mean, unless I need to be...? We fist-fighting over a lady's honor? She'd like that too much probably.

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[ help they snort and agree ]

She would like that way too much.

[ she's allowed ]

Besides, you're writing me love poetry. [ stop ]

[unrecked]

[STOP]

Isn’t it weird I’m writing you love poetry about two other people…?

[He’s amused though.]

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[ they mime examining their nails. they are wearing gloves. ]

I'm not here to question you about your view of relationship dynamics.

[unrecked]

[They're wearing gloves. Jason's expression is slightly flat.]

What's that supposed to mean...?

[Embarrassed almost.]

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Hm?

[unrecked]

Hey.

[But it's like a SHUT UP!! and that's all he says. Like... SHUT UP. Sometimes you're bisexual.]

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Oops, sorry.

[ says someone who played deaf on purpose ]