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“ i figured out who BATMAN really was. do you know how many people have tried? the f.b.i., scarecrow, not even HUNTRESS could figure it out on her own. but i did. “

𓆙 ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ I surmise ᅠ I’m less than human ᅠ In god’s eyes ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ

#OOC: Roll the D20 dice (find it on google), and comment which number you got! (or comment your fave?) I'll write us a starter with the prompt. ⠀

⠀ “I heard that guy earlier ⠀calling you by your name.” He explained, feeling the cold steel through the fabric of his shirt. This one had a few screws loose! “You don't scare me, ⠀so just drop the act.” ⠀

⠀ His blue eyes go down to the knife, and then glance up at the other's mask. He found his mask kind of funny, having trouble fighting back a muffled laugh. “Sure. I don't see a reason so far. ⠀And you're tickling me, manny.” ⠀

⠀ He grew surprised, the other's action catching the titan off-guard. He didn't panic though, the last thing he needs is a scratch mark after all. “What makes you think that?” An eyebrow raised, Conner goes on. “You'd better point it ⠀elsewhere while I'm being nice.” ⠀

⠀ ‘❛ A fine day. wouldn't you ⠀ say so, *READER? ⠀

⠀ ‘❛ Doesn't it make you wanna shout? He questioned, slowly being overtaken by a mysterious euphoria. 𝘏𝘦 wanted to shout. ⠀

⠀ His visage lit up —— like a kid when they're presented a new toy. ‘❛ That sounds good, and ⠀ the weather is perfect too. ⠀

⠀ “Why are you so short, 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳?” ⠀

⠀ He tilts his head to the side, gaze still lingering with the other. So she answered a question with another question... valid. “Probably not the same reason why you're so short?” ⠀

⠀ “Are you really comparing yourself to dynamite now?” A subtle chuckle erupts from his throat, escaping past his lips. ⠀

⠀ “I was only considering height in this.” He goes on, probably not helping the situation become more amiable. “Still, height isn't all that matters...” ⠀

⠀ “Nah, I'd win. Wouldn't you agree?” ⠀

⠀ “That's bold of you. Why would you think you're like dynamite? Just because you're short?” ⠀