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[levelshift]

[It's a good thing Accelerator wasn't napping on it when that happens. He's still home so he catches sight of the thing disappearing and the new couch appearing, which is all very what the fuck, though when he notices smoke rising from outside his window he realizes what's going on.

He opens up the window, switches choker modes, and hops out the window. Landing lightly on the ground, he walks on over to Jason and the burning couch.]

You didn't have to do this, you know.

[reneger]

( he didn't have to, but he did, and now they're both standing in front of a burning couch.

jason's in shit shape, but that's probably not surprising. he's got a healing black eye, his nose is bruised to hell and back, his knuckles are bruised where they're visible and that's--not including everything that isn't visible. but he's fine, functional enough to move couches, so. )

I had a guy fuck off and leave me with a skyscraper in NYC of all places. I can afford a couch.

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.....

[Kind of hard to argue with that, so he doesn't. Maybe it's just the gifts he's been getting wearing him down, but he just supposes this means he has a new couch.

So he lets that go and instead looks up at Jason, critical.]

How come every time I see you you look more and more dogshit?

[reneger]

Junior came at me. ( with a gesture up to his face, brows pinched. )

I let him get a few hits in, thought it'd be the nice thing to do.

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................. [Fucking hell, these two. He isn't even sure what to say. At this rate they're going to kill each other one day.]

You didn't have to stitch yourself up again, did you?

[reneger]

No. Had my armor on, worst he did was fuck up my face.

( this is a normal conversation to have over a burning couch, isn't it. jason seems to think so anyway. he reaches into his pocket after another moment, pulls out a knife and uses it to dig under blunt nails. )

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[It's kind of crazy that worst he did was fuck up my face is the preferable answer here. Still not good, but at least he wasn't injured that badly.]

Hm.

[He watches the couch burn. Someone's probably going to call the fire department at some point about this, though right now he isn't overly concerned. His mind is elsewhere.]

Well, if you ever need stitches again, I can use more practice.

[reneger]

Ace,

( head tilting to look over to him, very pointedly. because jason's face is messed up, he may not have needed stitches this time but given how big some of the gashes are, he may as well have. he's fine, but - )

You wanna practice, I'll give you plenty of opportunities to practice.

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[It's the closest he can come to saying he's kiiind of concerned and doesn't like seeing Jason get hurt. Of course, it'd be a lot easier if he just said that out loud, but that requires a level of emotional vulnerability he has trouble with.

So he settles for this, something that's also an attempt at being practical. It can't hurt for him to get a little better at normal first aid.]

That'd be fine.

[reneger]

New couch's stain-resistant. Probably won't keep blood from soaking into it, but it'll work against most other shit.

( shifting away from the topic of jason and his inability to go more than a few days without getting fresh bruises. he's fine. everything's fine. but it's more fine because he's used to getting the shit beaten out of him than because--he's fine. it's life. )

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....

[This is just Jason's life, casually talking about the stain resistance of couches. Accelerator doesn't make any comments about how maybe he should be more careful to avoid so many injuries, but frankly, violence being this commonplace is pretty normal for him, too.]

That's good, though I'm not gonna care if the new one gets wrecked. It's only a couch.

[reneger]

It's only a couch, but I'm betting you wanna have something not covered in blood to sit on.

( jason can't talk. jason's lived in wrecked warehouses with shitty couches that had springs poking out and bloodstains all over it, or crappy condemned buildings that didn't even have a couch, but jason's also an adult with a fair amount of disposable funds who is talking to a teenager who should have shit not covered in blood. so. )

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[Accelerator has a look on his face that screams he wants to say he doesn't care, because he doesn't. He's learned not to get attached to things he owns, particularly something as simple as furniture, since it's probably going to get wrecked at some point.

But another thought comes to him, and his expression shifts to one that is very much uuuuuuuuuugh I can't believe I have to consider this.]

.... I guess it'd be a pain to get hassled over it during movie night.

[God, just the fact that he's admitting to movie night makes him want to die a little.]

[reneger]

Movie nights, huh.

( jason raises an arm, so he can drop his hand down on top of accelerator's head and--ruffle his hair. a habit jason'd hate to admit he had to have picked up from dick, but it's not as if accelerator knows much about them as-is. as long as tim doesn't open his mouth, his secrets probably safe. probably. )

Who're you having movie nights with?

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Donatello and Leonardo.

[Weirdly enough, admitting that he does something called movie night is a hell of a lot more embarrassing than the hair ruffles. The latter, in fact, aren't embarrassing at all. He tolerated them before, and now they've moved beyond the realm of just tolerance. That's why he only tilts his head a little and doesn't bother trying to fix his hair.]

It's less 'movie night' and more 'two idiots show up with movies and sometimes pizza and impose on me.'

[And he doesn't kick them out, because he enjoys their company.

So, it's Movie Night.]

[reneger]

Your turtle pals that you told about Junior's bugs.

( it's not a question, it's a statement. jason hasn't met them, but he's been following the escapades in his mini-me's bar.

accelerator doesn't bother fixing his hair, but jason presses his hand down against it enough to help flatten it out a little bit. )

Watch anything good?

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[Accelerator looks over in surprise at that remark, and though he answers that question, his mind is firmly on the topic of the surveillance at the Descendant. Strands of his hair are still sticking out at weird angles, even with Jason trying to fix it, but it all works for his whole 'punk delinquent' appearance, so he doesn't care too much.]

Not really.

[Some of the movies were fine. He just isn't a big movie person.]

He told you about that?

[All he's seen of the Jasons' relationship with each other is anger, violence and self-loathing, so it's hard for him to imagine the two of them talking casually enough for that to have come up in conversation.]

[reneger]

We share communication channels. It's less sharing with me and more we're both on the same line.

( so, the entire family was gossiping about accelerator and his finding junior's bugs--essentially. jason caught how excited tim was to step up to the plate and see if he could outwit ace's head, so he's not going to spoil that, but. )

[levelshift]

Tche, so he told other people.

[Accelerator frowns at that. From the information he was given about the bugs, it seems a bit unusual. He also isn't sure how he feels about people talking about him. It happened all the time back home, but here only a few people know about his title and even fewer his reputation.]

Did he get rid of them all, then? I could've destroyed them all easily, but he said he was going to take care of it.

[reneger]

No, 'cause they're his bugs.

( tim and dick are going to give him so much shit later. but it's not as if accelerator hasn't been in his head. doesn't already know what he's up to. and if junior's going to let himself get caught, jason's not going to hide his secrets. )

He uses 'em to get info off the asshats who come into his bar.

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.....

[Accelerator looks up in surprise at this new information. It's entirely logical, honestly, but he's still shocked.]

He told me he figured they were from a rival gang.

[Soooo the younger Jason lied to him. Not only that, but he believed the lie without a second thought.]

[reneger]

We're all liars. ( a loose lift of his shoulders, and he's--turning around to head towards accelerator's apartment building. the fire's died down enough. ) An' we'll keep secrets even if we're pretty sure we don't need to. The guy who trained us ingrained on all of us that information's valuable and the more people who know shit, the more at-risk it is of getting out.

( bruce has more secrets than he has truths he's let others in on, and none of the robins he's trained are any better. )

I'd keep that to yourself. The bugs and who they belong to bit.

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[Accelerator remains where he is, not following Jason for several moments. It's the time he needs to cool his expression into something more akin to his usual scowl, though it doesn't quite get there. Then he turns and follows him.]

Fine. Whatever. It's not like he was ever obligated to be truthful to me. It doesn't fucking matter.

[What Jason is saying is logical enough that he can't be mad about this, so he won't be.

(He's still put off by this, even if he's going to act like he isn't.)]

[reneger]

( the pause is enough for jason to figure out he's not happy about it. which--who would be? no one likes finding out they've been lied to. )

It's not personal. Hell, it's -- ( and his own lips are twisting into a scowl, but jason keeps walking. ) habit more'n anything else. Someone asks me for my name, I've got dozens that'll come out of my mouth before I ever get to my own.

[levelshift]

[He isn't bothered by this he isn't bothered by this he isn't bothered by this.]

Yeah, I get it. Adults in general are big fucking liars. You guys aren't special when it comes to that.