Allison turned at the sound of Jason's voice, that hollow, lost sound. Wayne was there, and as she watched, horrified, Jason pitched right into his arms. It was just wrong, watching a movie character holding him that way, seeing strong and vibrant Jason so weak...
"Allison."
You're not my father. You're not my pack...you're hurting Jason and you're hurting me.
Focusing on the sting of her self inflicted cuts, Allison gripped her daggers tight...and with a furious shout, took a swing at her own father. The blow connected, but she didn't follow up as her blade yielded under its target...if it wasn't human, it might not even be hurt.
She had to get Jason away from the Batman.
Storming towards the pair, Allison let her daggers fly right at Wayne, rushing to try and support Jason at the same time, pulling him away from the man holding him upright.
"Get your filthy hands the hell off my boyfriend, you flying rodent freak!"
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Date: 2014-08-20 01:57 am (UTC)"Allison."
You're not my father. You're not my pack...you're hurting Jason and you're hurting me.
Focusing on the sting of her self inflicted cuts, Allison gripped her daggers tight...and with a furious shout, took a swing at her own father. The blow connected, but she didn't follow up as her blade yielded under its target...if it wasn't human, it might not even be hurt.
She had to get Jason away from the Batman.
Storming towards the pair, Allison let her daggers fly right at Wayne, rushing to try and support Jason at the same time, pulling him away from the man holding him upright.
"Get your filthy hands the hell off my boyfriend, you flying rodent freak!"