This is a mixed piece I hope you like.
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"Have anyone seen Mi" a spiked haired guy asks as the other two male titans combat in game-station.
"Room." grunts the one with metal plates covering his body as he rams the control to the air in front of him. Soon, 'winner, Cyborg' filled the room to the dismay of the green skinned boy next to him.
"No fair, you cheated." He complains as the metal one performs a victory dance.
"Thanks Cy" he says as he walks down the hall to a large steel door, he places his green-gloved hand on the control panel next to the doorframe. Before the scan is complete, the door opens, reviling a tall, silver and black haired beauty, thin arms filled with a stack of papers and a silver laptop.
"Hello, bird-brain." She says as the pill sways and falls. "Grothan!" she yells in exasperation as the items fly back into her arms. "What can I help you with?" she directs him into the black and silver futuristic furnished room behind her. He takes a seat on the couch and slowly starts talking as she puts her gear on her steel desk in the corner of the room. She vaults over and sits in a circler chair opposite of him.
"It happen again." He slowly recites as she folds her legs over each other. "I got out before I could slit the skin open." He removes his left glove that hides his heavily scared wrist. A newer irritation in a long line stands out over the older scars. The girl takes his arm and runs her pointer finger gently over the flaming; healing it to back to his pale skin.
"What made you stop from fully cutting it?" The girl asks as she releases his hand, Robin stalls before answering.
"How much Star would hurt if she found out, how much the team would hurt." He mutters and turns to face the giant wall window behind him; he rests his chin on the back of the suede leather sofa and gazes into the setting sun.
"Good, but there are fresh cuts, I can tell how long ago a scar is from, remember that Robin. When did this problem resurface?"
"Slade, when I when over to the dark side, I needed a release, I remember doing that," he rubs subconsciously an older scar as the sun disappears. "I started doing it when my parents died, Bats thought he got me better but when I left and things got tough, I drown myself in work but that wasn't enough. I found that I still needed that release. Raven, Beast Boy, Cyborg, I drifted away from them, Recma-ing as Star would say, that is who I was hurting the most, the one I care about the most." He says slowly as Mia nodded her head.
"All the secrets you keep, I'm surprised you don't self-destruct on the spot, that's a thing that you have the handle on, you have a good life but there're things that you have to worry about, like protecting the city and developing your powers and Slade. You handle them all well." She added Slade like an annoying after-thought. See looks towards the sun and then to her desk, at all the work she had to do tonight. 'Something wrong' she thinks as her laptop glows read. "Sorry I have to take this." She says urgently as it opens; a hologram of a young man with messy orange-ish hair fills the air in front of her face. He looks troubled.
"Michael wants wrong?" she asks in a anxious voice
"Tamaran, the war has resurfaced, its Colaon this time, your shield isn't holding up. They're winning, no ones been killed, yet." He says in a exasperate voice; Mia rams her palm to her forehead.
"That was a moon of Tamaran, all the people are descendents. I'll be there in a Galagorin minute."
"You can't interfere, remember?"
"Then who can I get?"
"They already have the request, the union of the royal houses." He says as Mia's face stones, as if a gory, bloody movie was in front of it. Robin know this look oh to well, this is when a choice had to be made, whether or not she would let Starfire go, whether or not she would let Star be taking as a prisoner bride. He goes into shock, just like before, this time he knows what to do.
"I'll bring her in the morning, tell the General." She says in an emotionless voice as she closes her laptop and walks out of the room, out of the Titans lifes as they knew it. Previously dumbstruck Robin ran to catch up with her, anger and sadness filling his heart, making him forget his glove, the mask that hides his dirty little secret.
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"Have anyone seen Mi" a spiked haired guy asks as the other two male titans combat in game-station.
"Room." grunts the one with metal plates covering his body as he rams the control to the air in front of him. Soon, 'winner, Cyborg' filled the room to the dismay of the green skinned boy next to him.
"No fair, you cheated." He complains as the metal one performs a victory dance.
"Thanks Cy" he says as he walks down the hall to a large steel door, he places his green-gloved hand on the control panel next to the doorframe. Before the scan is complete, the door opens, reviling a tall, silver and black haired beauty, thin arms filled with a stack of papers and a silver laptop.
"Hello, bird-brain." She says as the pill sways and falls. "Grothan!" she yells in exasperation as the items fly back into her arms. "What can I help you with?" she directs him into the black and silver futuristic furnished room behind her. He takes a seat on the couch and slowly starts talking as she puts her gear on her steel desk in the corner of the room. She vaults over and sits in a circler chair opposite of him.
"It happen again." He slowly recites as she folds her legs over each other. "I got out before I could slit the skin open." He removes his left glove that hides his heavily scared wrist. A newer irritation in a long line stands out over the older scars. The girl takes his arm and runs her pointer finger gently over the flaming; healing it to back to his pale skin.
"What made you stop from fully cutting it?" The girl asks as she releases his hand, Robin stalls before answering.
"How much Star would hurt if she found out, how much the team would hurt." He mutters and turns to face the giant wall window behind him; he rests his chin on the back of the suede leather sofa and gazes into the setting sun.
"Good, but there are fresh cuts, I can tell how long ago a scar is from, remember that Robin. When did this problem resurface?"
"Slade, when I when over to the dark side, I needed a release, I remember doing that," he rubs subconsciously an older scar as the sun disappears. "I started doing it when my parents died, Bats thought he got me better but when I left and things got tough, I drown myself in work but that wasn't enough. I found that I still needed that release. Raven, Beast Boy, Cyborg, I drifted away from them, Recma-ing as Star would say, that is who I was hurting the most, the one I care about the most." He says slowly as Mia nodded her head.
"All the secrets you keep, I'm surprised you don't self-destruct on the spot, that's a thing that you have the handle on, you have a good life but there're things that you have to worry about, like protecting the city and developing your powers and Slade. You handle them all well." She added Slade like an annoying after-thought. See looks towards the sun and then to her desk, at all the work she had to do tonight. 'Something wrong' she thinks as her laptop glows read. "Sorry I have to take this." She says urgently as it opens; a hologram of a young man with messy orange-ish hair fills the air in front of her face. He looks troubled.
"Michael wants wrong?" she asks in a anxious voice
"Tamaran, the war has resurfaced, its Colaon this time, your shield isn't holding up. They're winning, no ones been killed, yet." He says in a exasperate voice; Mia rams her palm to her forehead.
"That was a moon of Tamaran, all the people are descendents. I'll be there in a Galagorin minute."
"You can't interfere, remember?"
"Then who can I get?"
"They already have the request, the union of the royal houses." He says as Mia's face stones, as if a gory, bloody movie was in front of it. Robin know this look oh to well, this is when a choice had to be made, whether or not she would let Starfire go, whether or not she would let Star be taking as a prisoner bride. He goes into shock, just like before, this time he knows what to do.
"I'll bring her in the morning, tell the General." She says in an emotionless voice as she closes her laptop and walks out of the room, out of the Titans lifes as they knew it. Previously dumbstruck Robin ran to catch up with her, anger and sadness filling his heart, making him forget his glove, the mask that hides his dirty little secret.