Free Time

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Vic was in his "garage", his private work space in Titans Tower where he could build and engineer as he as pleased. He was looking over some schematics, and idly bobbing his head to the music playing in the background. This in itself wasn't unusual.

What was unusual was that, for once, the door was open. Normally he kept it locked, since he didn't like being disturbed when he really into a project. Plus he didn't want the "kids" to just barge in and wreck his stuff.

But he figured he could stand to be a touch more sociable. Plus most of the important projects had been completed, and he was mostly tinkering with a few designs to keep him busy.

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[vic-stone.livejournal.com]

"We don't need people who aren't going to follow the rules."

She can take that however she wants it.

[xspeedyx2.livejournal.com]

She doesn't bother listing the number of times that she's followed the rules. She's a screwup. They're better off without her anyway.

Although...she will miss her friends. Her extended family.

But, no using crying over it, though she sure as hell wants to. It's her own damn fault.

"I understand," she says, her voice choked, as Mia's really trying not to break down in tears and tell Vic that she's sorry for screwing up, "Once is enough in this game, I guess."

She gets up and turns her head. She's not in the mood for him to see her looking like some sniveling five year.

"...I'll...be out of your hair soon..."

[vic-stone.livejournal.com]

Vic didn't stop her from going. Yes, something was clearly not right here, but coddling and hand-holding wasn't going to teach Mia anything.

Still, he would have to have a word with the Green Arrow about this.