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Percocets are wonderful things. Modern medicine is, generally,… - JLA Watchtower RPG
Percocets are wonderful things. Modern medicine is, generally, wonderful. But percocets? Heavenly, especially when you’re full of holes.

Roy’s been drifting in and out of consciousness for a bit now. Some random memory will float into his dopey little head, and he’ll giggle to himself, or in the case of that last memory-- shooting Donna full of arrows to ‘protect’ his wife-- startle awake a little.

Now that he thinks of it, Chesh tends to ruin everything. Who ever told her to have a kid, anyway? Sure, he loves Lian, but he didn’t know the first thing about taking care of a kid when Lian first fell into his lap. And as always, there was Donna to make everything better. How to change a diaper? Call Donna. Four in the morning and the kid won’t stop screaming? Call Donna. Swallowed… something small and odd-looking? Call 911, then call Donna.

With a drowsy giggle, he remembers the first fever that wouldn’t break. Two days of screaming and Lian chewing the crap out of her hand… he couldn’t sleep, she refused to, and he was losing hair. He’d called Donna in a panic and spent the several minutes before her arrival pacing by the front door with Lian in his arms, trying every lullaby he could think of. Why didn’t they make tranqs for kids?

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middle_amazon From: middle_amazon Date: April 19th, 2006 08:05 pm (UTC) (Link)
She'd left the Tower for Terry's family farm in New Jersey. Close to nature, quiet, peaceful, no supervillains.

She hated it. But it was good for Bobby and it was even better for Terry. Almost like a second honeymoon until those Titans from the other timeline showed up. After that it was back to the "life," - having Robert Terrence Long on the moon, becoming a 60 foot Titan Goddess to go fight him, having one of the Titans with holographic powers try to seduce Dick during a visit by disguising herself as Starfire. After that, they both agreed the farm should be a place where Bobby could grow up "normally." For her it was normal, but it wasn't for anyone else. Hadn't that been why she wanted a family in the first place? Something normal and stable? Something real?

She was still disappointed she wasn't able to give Bobby 'Richard,' as a middle name. The suggestion provolked yet another fight. Good thing she hadn't told him what her first idea had been.

Before he rings the bell, she hears the crying. Scooping up Bobby on route, she opens the door and nods for him to come in.
arsenal_arrow From: arsenal_arrow Date: April 19th, 2006 08:19 pm (UTC) (Link)
"Four hours... four hours! Like she's on a marathon or something!" Roy storms in, eight month old Lian still screaming on one hip, and a ridiculously over-packaged diaper bag slung over one arm.

"You know how the Snoopy cartoons were working? She just screams louder! It's like Linus mortally offends her now! And how is it kids know the exact time to puke on you?" He sets Lian down on the floor, frantically searching through the bag and finally producing a stuffed octopus. The screaming continues.

"I'm gonna kill myself, Donna. I swear."
middle_amazon From: middle_amazon Date: April 19th, 2006 08:25 pm (UTC) (Link)
"Try having a boy," she says tiredly. "They know how to aim."

Terry is off lecturing, which is for the best actually. It mean money, less stress, and...

It's not that she doesn't want her husband. It just seems like things are handled better in doses these days. The huge amount of work to do on the farm helps.

"Trade you." She offers him Bobby, well fed and sleeping sounding, for the crying Lian. He looks like he could use a break.
arsenal_arrow From: arsenal_arrow Date: April 19th, 2006 08:48 pm (UTC) (Link)
Roy's not asking about the lack of Terry's presence. Bobby's a cute kid and all, and he knows the 'but he makes Donna happy', but the guy's a... words he's trying to get himself out of the habit of using with a kid around.

"I could settle for a boy," he whispers, instinctively bouncing a little as he paces around with Bobby. "I mean, not that I'm having anymore, ever... but they're a lot less moody than girls. One day I'm gonna have to go through that 'Barbie doll' phase with Lian, and they purposely have three dozen different kinds out at any given time."

He smiles at the sleeping boy. "But boys? You can show them how to blow stuff up, and teach 'em about football, and monster truck rallies, huh buddy...?"
arsenal_arrow From: arsenal_arrow Date: April 27th, 2006 07:26 pm (UTC) (Link)
Roy takes Lian back, albeit a little hesitantly. He knows it shouldn't be this way, and it's not like he resents Lian, but everytime he looks at her he's reminded how much he screwed up. And one day, he knows Lian will get that, too. It just feels like a matter of "when".

He wants to explain to her-- to anyone-- what that feels like, but it's just a repeated cycle of how lucky he is to have Lian, safe and sound. It always feels like 'she's the only good thing to come out of the godawful mess you made', and telling himself they don't mean it that way doesn't help. And Donna may not straight-out say it, but there's an abnormal level of frustration and sadness from her when it comes to the whole situation.

Lian's got a nice handful of his hair then, and she's tugging and giggling. "Hey! HEY! It is not 'rip daddy's hair out' time! I do that enough myself! C'mere, runt!" He flips her onto her back on the couch-- gentle and playful, not roughly-- and lifts up her shirt to plant a raspberry on her tummy.

Baby laughter; most awesome thing in the world.
middle_amazon From: middle_amazon Date: April 27th, 2006 11:37 pm (UTC) (Link)
There are so any things that remain unsaid between them. She had only told Terry about the miscarrage she suspects was caused by Cheshire in their first failed attempt to recover Lian. He was not sympathetic, but he hadn't gone through with his comtemplation of divorce after everything. Soon after Bobby was suddenly in the picture.

As much as she loves Bobby and Terry, she can't ignore that fact Roy throws everything off. when he's around, suddenly she feels like she's cheating on Roy when Terry enters the picture. It makes no damned sense.

Doesn't matter though. Nothing matters except these two tiny people that need them both at their best and somehow, that comes through when -

It's not "working together." That's Terry's job with her. But it's something with Roy and whatever it is works.

She pours the decaf for herself and the dark roast caffinated for Roy, and dumps in a ton of sugar. As she's headed back over Bobby wakes up and starts fussing. She hands the cups to Roy and starts unbuttoning her shirt.

"Sorry, he's probably hungry again. Can you get a towel?"
arsenal_arrow From: arsenal_arrow Date: April 27th, 2006 11:46 pm (UTC) (Link)
Is she...?


"Uh. Right. Yeah. Sure."

He hefts Lian against him with one arm, then searches around a bit until he finds a towel. He hands it to her with his eyes raised to the ceiling, pretending to talk at Lian.

Breast feeding is completely natural process, blah blah blah feminist hippie crap, but she's a married woman.

As much as I regrets that fact...

Roy frantically shakes that thought away. He can't even vaguely think about looking at her breasts, regardless of what she's doing with them. There can't even be a suggestion of breast. Boy, that ceiling is well-painted.
middle_amazon From: middle_amazon Date: April 27th, 2006 11:54 pm (UTC) (Link)
And why do you think she sent him for a towel and started moving for the other room?

"Sorry," she adds on route. And then tries to make a joke out of it when she'd in the other room and getting settled with Bobby. "No need to get weirded out though. Nothing you haven't seen, right?"
arsenal_arrow From: arsenal_arrow Date: April 28th, 2006 12:15 am (UTC) (Link)
If he only knew, your husband would send flying pigs from his ears... Yeah, it's a bitter thought. Whenever he thinks of Terry, he tries to suppress the feeling that someone else is touching his woman, his love. The thought that keeps him warm is the fact that Roy has a feeling Terry will never comprehend 1/10th of the woman Donna is.

It keeps her comment from stinging as bad as it would've.

"It's just a respect thing," he says casually. "Not just to you. Terry, too." That was physically painful to say.
arsenal_arrow From: arsenal_arrow Date: May 5th, 2006 11:00 am (UTC) (Link)
"Ted means well. He's a good guy," Roy notes, nodding to himself. He gave the guy a lot of attitude at the time, but getting the job and feeling like he had some self-worth? Ted probably won't ever know what things that did for him.

Roy mentally pushes away the fact that he threw that all away, for some silly reason that seems lost to his mind now. It wasn't worth it. Nothing could've been worth that. And he's spent enough time milling it over in his head to know it won't ever make sense. It's best to just forget about the past.

He snickers a little at her comment, although it's obvious behind those green eyes it struck another chord besides humor. "We could make it to Vegas before Terry gets back. New craze sweeping the nation-- time-shared matrimonial bliss."
middle_amazon From: middle_amazon Date: May 7th, 2006 01:20 pm (UTC) (Link)
"Yes, but timeshares are a luxury none of us here could afford, Mr. Harper. Maybe back when I was teaching -" Which the Titans all know he feels he couldn't keep due to his wife's lifestyle. "But now we have what some people would pay for everyday. I even thought of turning this into a Bed and Breakfast with the way my wife cooks."

There's a slight emphasis on "wife." The tone sounds almost amused and relaxed. Roy can certainly see the challenge and accusations in the other man's eyes. He's dressed in a nice jacket with a dozen red roses, ready for a surprise obviously.
middle_amazon From: middle_amazon Date: May 7th, 2006 01:22 pm (UTC) (Link)
"Terry," she breathes, unsure of herself. It was nice to get that anchor back to reality. Still, she's not moving from the couch. She wasn't doing anything, but for some reason, it's right back to being 16 and busted.

Both children start to fuss a bit on thier laps as if sensing the tension in the room.
arsenal_arrow From: arsenal_arrow Date: May 7th, 2006 01:49 pm (UTC) (Link)
Condescending ass, is what he thinks. "Just Roy is fine, Terry," is what he says with the most faux smile he's probably ever produced.

'My' wife. Like he's got a frickin' deed that says 'I own Donna Troy. She cooks, cleans, makes julienne fries'. But he's still smiling. It's very tight.

The fact that both kids started to fuss when Terry came in gives Roy a little smile, too. Malicious, yes, but still funny.
middle_amazon From: middle_amazon Date: May 7th, 2006 02:24 pm (UTC) (Link)
Roses. Terry loves them. Donna can never shake Dinah calling them "the apology special." Still, it's the thought of the thing.

The kids fussing is a good excuse to stay where she is. "Shhhh..." she tries to calm them. Oh shit, Bobby is on Roy's lap. Terry is going to just enjoy that. She collects them both and starts to rock them, calming herself in the process.

Her smile is tight, too when she looks up. The rage of things isn't completely cooled by the children in her lap. She just tries very hard. "Roy was visiting with Lian. I thought it would be nice for Bobby to have someone to play with and he likes Lian." Completely the truth, but it's not the reason Roy showed up on her doorstep and it makes it sound like she intiated things.
middle_amazon From: middle_amazon Date: May 7th, 2006 02:44 pm (UTC) (Link)
Terry grins, but he only spares a glance to Donna as he gets a vase and puts the flowers in. "Donna to the rescue, right beautiful?" Terry isn't in favor of a single dad not giving up something as dangerously suicidal as cape work, especially when you concider that of all of Donna's friends he was easily on of the more reckless with his life choices. They even offered to adopt Lian at one point and were blown off. (Well, he offered and felt Donna agreed with him.) "So how's life for you, Roy?"

See...he's a reasonable man who's not making assumptions as to why his wife asked her ex over while he was out.
arsenal_arrow From: arsenal_arrow Date: May 7th, 2006 05:10 pm (UTC) (Link)
"A little crazy with... work. It's hard being on call with Lian, but somebody's got to do it, right?"

His smile almost says I dare you I dare you I doubledare you, but quickly leaves his face with a shrug. "Besides that, trying to keep the little one from running over things. She's kinda mobile now."

He glances quickly at Donna. See? He can be polite. He's being polite.
arsenal_arrow From: arsenal_arrow Date: May 12th, 2006 10:25 am (UTC) (Link)
The walk out the door and to the car seems long. Roy doesn't say anything, and Lian is unusually quiet. Every now and again she'll peek over Roy's shoulder, almost checking for a last sight of Bobby. None comes.

Roy puts Lian into the carseat, quiet the whole time. If things were bad, he thinks to himself, They'd have gotten here with or without your interference. Regardless, though, he'd been an agitant to the whole thing. He couldn't overlook that.

He also couldn't ignore the fact that with something this serious, Donna and Terry were over. Done. Finito. Finally.

He stares at Donna with the car door open. "I'm sorry," he finally manages. "I can... I'll take you anywhere you want to go. The embassy or the tower or back to my place. Or just... anywhere."
middle_amazon From: middle_amazon Date: May 13th, 2006 11:52 am (UTC) (Link)
She's very distant and she's holding on to herself in order to keep a brace on her feelings. Her voice seems a million miles away when she answers after sliding into the car.

"Where are you staying these days?"
arsenal_arrow From: arsenal_arrow Date: May 13th, 2006 12:06 pm (UTC) (Link)
"Near Long Island. It shouldn't be long, unless-- we can take you somewhere else if you want. Diana's, maybe." It's obvious he's not making the offer for his own comfort but for hers. He's really not sure what to do right now. The close of the driver's side door seems like a dull thud. Lian makes a squeal in the darkness as she drops a cheerio she found in her pocket.

Roy sighs, gripping the steering wheel a little tightly. "Anywhere... uh... particular?"
middle_amazon From: middle_amazon Date: May 13th, 2006 12:12 pm (UTC) (Link)
"I don't know. Themscryrian Embassy. I think Dick and Alfred would be okay with me being at Wayne Manor overnight if that's closer. He won't be in until dawn no matter what." She should know which one is closer, but her mind isn't working right now. "If you just want to get home, I understand. I can be on the couch or a chair."

She lets out a ratting sigh. "Thank you."
arsenal_arrow From: arsenal_arrow Date: May 13th, 2006 12:18 pm (UTC) (Link)
"Hey." His hand touches hers, gripping around it supportively. "I'm by no means trying to get rid of you. You're more than welcome to stay with me and Lian, and like hell you're sleeping on the couch. I'll take the couch. And don't you dare thank me. It's the least I can do after... after that."

He tries to give her a smile. "What you need is some good, hearty food that you didn't have to cook, and a good night's sleep. In a bed, not a couch."
middle_amazon From: middle_amazon Date: June 5th, 2006 06:06 am (UTC) (Link)
The hand is calloused, warm, and too familiar for comfort. She wishes that he could just be a brother to her, like Dick or Garth are, but some part of her is always going to prevent that.

She takes the hand and moves it to her cheek, grazing his knuckles across it and then just leaning into it for support. Do you ever think about us, Roy? Because I want sometimes so badly to have just been nothing to you so you can just be a nice memory and fully throw myself into things with Terry. Then there are moments like this...

If he loved her, he wouldn't have left. Or he would have said something, because it's not like he's shy. Very simple.

As the car drives to his place, she sits in silence, dealing with her thoughts tumbling over her marriage. The good, the bad, the Titans, Bobby...He can feel her tears sometimes run down his fingers in between shifting gears and holding her hand. Lian snores cutely in the back in her car seat. As they get to an apartment building, not unlike the one where they used to live, the engine shuts off and she looks up out of her nearly numbed thoughts and back to the moment.
arsenal_arrow From: arsenal_arrow Date: June 5th, 2006 07:11 am (UTC) (Link)
It's taking a great deal of effort to try and center all of this. Roy's burnt out and it all happened so fast... and Donna's paying because he wanted to be macho or some crazy crap.

He can't take the tears he feels on his hand. It moves away from her cheek, not snappishly but definitely with intent. He's got to be cold to this. No matter what he feels, he knows he'll just make things ten times worse. He always does unintentionally.

He gets out of the car without a word, getting Lian out of her carseat carefully without waking her. It's possible it looks like the cold act and he realizes that, but he's got to detach somehow.
middle_amazon From: middle_amazon Date: June 5th, 2006 07:25 am (UTC) (Link)
She's not much for words right now either. She's numb, then a split second later, she feels everything and then back to numb. She grabs the duffle bag and grabs the diper bags just as he does.

"Can I carry it? You're..." She sighs. "I've put you through some hell tonight. Please just...let me be of some use to you."
arsenal_arrow From: arsenal_arrow Date: June 5th, 2006 07:29 am (UTC) (Link)
He's too tired to argue, especially if it'll make her feel better. "Sorry, just tired," he says and he sounds it. This wasn't what he expected it to be tonight. He just wanted to see Donna, see how she was doing, and yeah, selfishly occupy Lian so he could have a bit of a break.

Random explosions tend to happen with them. He should be used to it, but he's not.

The walk to the apartment is silent. The jingle of the keys sort of startle him out of a daze. He gestures at the couch but is mostly focused on Lian as he takes her to bed, flicking on lights along the way.
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