Feb. 7th, 2014

Feb. 7th, 2014 07:19 pm
raptorcanaria: ([young] miserable)
It's really just a flying visit home: Dinah was going to check on the shop, run some errands, then go right back to the bar and check on Lucas.

And then there was a flash of green outside, and her doorbell rang.

And now - there's Hal, and a young man Dinah recognises - Speedy, Ollie's ward and one time partner, in his regular clothes, pale and bloodshot, and looking about ready to throw up on her doormat.

"Dinah," Hal says, "Speedy needs a place to stay. He'll explain."

And then - he's off.

"Right," says Speedy, "lady, get ready for a sob story."

It's 7pm.

He tries to tell her how: why he started taking heroin, how he felt when Ollie turned away, what he was thinking, but she doesn't really think it's important. What matters now is what he's going to do now, his choices tonight and from now on. He stops trying to explain himself away.

His name is Roy Harper. she tells him hers.

They make small talk: he talks about growing up on the Reservation, she tells him about the Justice Society, and her Mom, and especially her dad.

By 8pm they've lapsed into silence. Dinah orders Chinese food, he declines.

At 9pm, Roy is shaking, sitting on the floor, shying away from Dinah's touch so violently she can see him barely suppress the urge to lash out at her. He runs away to her kitchen, and she watches him run his head under the tap. Only when he is sitting on the linoleum, sopping wet, does he let her hug him, and he sobs into her shoulder.

At 10pm, he's sleeping fitfully on her couch, having refused the bed.

At 11pm, Dinah is napping in her armchair when a movement wakes her. Three seconds after opening her eyes she's pulling Roy away from her door, blocking a punch he throws at her and throwing him gently to the ground.

He stays down.

Quietly, he says: "Thank you."

Feb. 7th, 2014 08:28 pm
raptorcanaria: ([young] crying)
At midnight, he tries to seduce her. It's clumsy and cloying, and she's hit more by embarrassment than any other uncomfortableness. When she makes it clear that she'll hurt him if he tries anything, he turns on her. Calls her any number of names, brings up the fishnets, accuses her of being after Oliver's money, even though he's lost that. He adds physical blows to the verbal ones, and she counters every single one.

At 1am, he's crying in her arms again, begging her to forgive him.

At 2am, Dinah is sitting outside the bathroom door, listening to him lose the lining of his already empty stomach.

At 3am, he tries to leave again, and fights back when she pins him to the floor. Eventually she's forced to choke him out until he passes out. At least then he gets something almost like sleep.

4am goes past and neither of them really notice.

At 5am, they're fighting again, and this time she lets him hit her. Hard, on the cheekbone, and it swells quickly into a bruise. More tears follow, and she thought they were both out.

By 6am they are both in Dinah's bed, finally sleeping in a bedroom he begged her to lock. The key is in the pocket of her pajama pants, and she's spooning him, her hand tangled in his red hair. They're both beyond caring if that's appropriate.





At 8am, Dinah wakes up in her bed, alone, the key gone from her pocket. But the apartment is filling with the smell of coffee and bacon, and she finds Roy, still looking like death, frying up something she can only assume he went down to the bodego on the corner to obtain.

"I woke up starving," he explains.

She shakes her head, and thinks that she's probably just met the bravest person she ever will.
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