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Tim Drake/Red Robin ([info]bloodred_robin) wrote in [info]dc_nextgen,
Red Robin felt like ten miles of bad road through Hell. The building was doing more to kick his ass than Bane or Lian had, and he still hadn't figured out how they were connected.

He tried to push himself to his feelt, only to realize that he was trapped beneath a steel beam. He quickly collapsed back to the floor and grunted in pain. Bane sounded like he was getting up much easier than him, and Tim didn't know how long he had before the other man was on him.

He was only going to get one shot at this and he had to be perfect. He lay under the rubble and did not move again.


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