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Jason's tired.

It's been a while since he saw a cape on his tail, but that doesn't mean they're not there. It just means they're getting better, which is so much worse, and if he thinks about it any harder he might actually explode.

"Fucking...birds," he says, drained enough that even that takes an effort. He's secured the perimeter around Lux's treehouse, but who knows how long that will hold. Steph is probably still out there somewhere, and Damian definitely is. He's probably scowling at them from a safe distance even now, biding his time, waiting for Jason's guard to drop before winging closer, and Jason can't - he can't take much more of this.

"Are you sure?" he asks, sprawled on the bed and twisting his head towards Lux. "It'd only be a few explosives. I could rig this place and only the people we don't want creeping in would know about it."

Date: 2011-10-28 12:13 am (UTC)
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"I am pretty sure that the possible threat of your siblings spying on us making out doesn't require explosives," Lux replies. Her eyebrows have been arched in disbelief for so long at this point, she's starting to worry they'll stay that way.

"Seriously. What is the worst that could happen? I met Stephanie, she seems fine, and like…does Damian really want to see us getting it on?" Not that she'd put it past any child of Bruce Wayne to be kind of pervy. "It's not like this is my secret lair where I'm planning nefarious schemes to take over the island."

Date: 2011-10-28 03:29 am (UTC)
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"You do realize that rigging the perimeter with explosives makes it seem like we're trying to hide something, right?" Lux asks, an appeal to the reasonable part of Jason that she knows is in there but seems to take a hike anytime other bat people are involved. She isn't going to bother telling him that Stephanie seemed perfectly nice, it'll probably just make him more annoyed.

"I'm not saying I want Damian watching me get undressed, I just…" She trails off, heaving a sigh. "Maybe I'm just not understanding why it's such a big deal."

Date: 2011-10-28 03:49 am (UTC)
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"What? No!" Lux ejects, her eyes rounding. "I'm just saying, that's all there is to see that's even remotely interesting to a kid his age. I change my clothes, I practice my sewing and I have sex with you. That's all I do in here."

She scrubs her hands over her face and flops back onto the mattress. "You're not putting explosives around my house," she firmly insists, and huffs out a breath through her nose. "My dad comes to this house, and it's just. No. I get that you're trying to protect me, but you're seriously freaking me out right now."

Date: 2011-10-28 06:15 am (UTC)
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When it clicks, Lux is a little annoyed with herself for not having clued in earlier. Kids like the two of them, they don't get much that's genuinely theirs, and when someone wants to share those things or somehow dimish them, it hurts more than just about anything, regardless of intent. It's terrifying in a way that calls your self-worth into question, that makes you wonder if maybe you really are just something to cast aside.

Last Christmas, she'd literally run crying from Baze's hut because he'd invited Kate and Sam over that morning. Stephanie's getting along with Bucky now. Lux gets it.

"Listen," she quietly says, and pushes herself up so that she can swing a leg across Jason's hips and move to straddle him. She wants him looking at her now, not caught up in his head. "It sucks, and it isn't fair. They don't know you like I know you, or like Grace or Bucky or anyone else here knows you. So let 'em watch. If they think they're going to find something bad here, they're wrong." She reaches to brush the hair from his brow. "And you have me. No matter what."

Date: 2011-10-29 10:52 pm (UTC)
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"Yeah, yes," Lux hastily replies, startled by Jason's sudden exclamation. She falters, mouth working as her mind hurries to pin it all in place, but the shocked expression on her face is tempered by concern.

"That wasn't you," she finally insists, and pulls Jason's hand up so that she can brush a kiss to the back of his knuckles. "I know you wouldn't do that here, Jason. You're not that person. They just need some time to see it."

Date: 2011-11-04 07:41 pm (UTC)
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"I don't know, babe," Lux replies, and echoes Jason's sigh as she rests a hand against the back of his neck. "You're going to be okay, though. You've been through so much worse and come out the other side. We'll figure it out together, right?" As far as Lux can tell, that's the only viable option other than becoming angry and embittered all the time.

Date: 2011-11-06 10:51 pm (UTC)
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Jason's so incredibly earnest, but for a moment all Lux can do is stare back at him, expression slack. "You what?"

As a rule, she really tries to be sympathetic to the way Jason thinks and the reasons he does all of the strange things he does. But she genuinely cannot fathom why he would ever think living down in Rapture would be the better alternative to seeing Bruce. It scares her a little that this isn't just a notion, but something already done.

Date: 2011-11-08 01:12 am (UTC)
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She'd wondered, of course, about the pale line of scar tissue across his throat. They had a pact, though, unspoken but no less crucial for it; they didn't ask about the past, not without an invitation. Lux has secrets of her own, things she hopes Jason never learns, and she respects his need for secrecy in turn. But this she couldn't have fathomed.

"I don't—" she begins, the words pinched off as her face crumples a bit; distressed, angry and fiercely implacable. Hearing things from Jason's side all this time, she'd never liked Bruce, but now she hates him.

"Will you tell me, at least?" she quietly asks, and brushes away a tear before it can fall. If he's suddenly gone, how is she supposed to know the reason?

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