ext_63931 ([identity profile] coldfiredragon.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] sylph_fics 2006-10-11 04:31 am (UTC)

part 2

Glad that Rose is taking care of Dinah and that Dinah was anticipating her.

"You made Daddy angry. Hit him with something you had to know was off limits." At Dinah's nod, Rose cocked her head to one side. "Are you suicidal?"

The blonde actually laughed, a low sound that was one part rueful, one part bitter. "No, Rose. I spoke without thinking, something I hope I can keep from being a habit of yours and Lian's. It brings way too much grief."


I love this, it brought a grin to my face. Rose asking Dinah if she was suicidal was just great.

Glad Dinah finally chose her devil. She'll be devastated when she finds out about J'onn though.

Now for Roy and Dick.

Seeing inside Roy's head as he experienced his first moments as a meta was great, and watching him process Dick's fury was very well handled.

"Yes, it is, Dick. It's the exact same thing, and I refuse to be the reason something happens to you!"

I'm glad Roy comes right out and says this. It needed to be said by both Slade and Roy, that it was Roy's choice to stand beside Dick and protect him.

The fact that it was Roy's logic that helped bring Dick down from his rage induced high was a good thing. He needed Roy to explain why and he needed to see things without the blinders he had built for himself.

Dick shook his head. "Slade didn't give me much of a choice. Yes or no, in or out, choose right now... Not like I could say no."

//Yes you could have,// sat on the tip of his tongue, but he choked it back. No... Dick couldn't have. Not when leaving Slade's household and protection would paint a target on his back for the Bat--and there was no doubt in Dick's mind, at least, that that was exactly what would have happened. Roy wasn't so sure that Bruce wouldn't have taken it better than Dick thought, but he'd been there for a nightmare or three of Dick's right after the son of a bitch had sent him into Blackgate--Dick would die before he'd allow himself to ever be caged like that again, and that was coloring every choice his lover made. He knew it... and it made too damned much sense for his high-flying partner and best friend. He understood, after all, he had a streak of that same defiant fear himself...


This is an excellent synopsis of what drove Dick into Slade's arms in the first place. Very well written and handled.

"All right. I'm pretty awake, but I'll come keep you company. Did you eat?" The look told him volumes. "Of course not. Okay, fine. Go on, I'll bring you whatever I can scavenge out of the kitchen. You can make up with Slade once you're not too tired to think straight. Get."

hehe, I saw Roy as such the mother hen in this paragraph. Glad they ended on a good note.

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