[ He's not fast enough to fully dodge the swipe, a thin line cutting diagonally across his throat. Shallow, though, a scratch rather than a gash thanks to his reflexes, even if blood wells up into red beads that break and trickle down his neck. He stumbles back, but that goddamn smirk is still on his face as his hand strikes out like a viper to grab the other boy and yank, twisting to throw his would-be assassin just a few feet inwards using the momentum of the attack.
Just a few feet, right across the threshold of the cell.
A bloody palm slams against the activation panel, and the force field hums into existence, closing the space off.
Damian's smile is a snarl of victory, even as he sinks down like his strings have been cut. ]
I can't believe you fell for that. And here I thought I was boned-- [ Jason's vocabulary, now Damian's. ] --when it turned out the belt was empty.
[ Thanks, Father, for your thoroughness in ensuring that he was left trapped and defenseless here. ]
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Just a few feet, right across the threshold of the cell.
A bloody palm slams against the activation panel, and the force field hums into existence, closing the space off.
Damian's smile is a snarl of victory, even as he sinks down like his strings have been cut. ]
I can't believe you fell for that. And here I thought I was boned-- [ Jason's vocabulary, now Damian's. ] --when it turned out the belt was empty.
[ Thanks, Father, for your thoroughness in ensuring that he was left trapped and defenseless here. ]