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[askedtobe]

Nathan! Wait-- shit!

[ Even with Peter's voice in the background, everything is black for a few moments before he pulls his NV out of his pocket, accidentally swiping blood across the lens with his fingers, turning everything a lovely shade of red. Because Peter never posts on the network if he isn't covered in blood.

He's crouched out in the baseball field and he stands a moment later, obviously massively concerned as he looks around. A second later, his NV's being ignored as he lifts his other hand, a bolt of crackling blue electricity shooting out into the darkness as Peter's attentions turn to frying a particularly lame Darkness monster. A few moments later everything goes quiet and Peter finally looks back down to acknowledge his NV, taking a second to wipe it off.

... and, to everyone who knows him well enough, he looks like he's had a rather radical hair-cut. ]

I've been here before, right? Awhile ago, I was just-- Can someone tell me what day it is?

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[inthejunk]

In that case, never mind.

[And also what the fuck, dude.]

Uh...you should probably get inside.

[askedtobe]

[ He's not telling unless you ask. ]

Why, because of the Darkness monsters? Don't worry i've taken more than my fair share out. I could use the walk.

[inthejunk]

[He expects people not to tell him stuff, so asking is a slow thing to occur. Oops.]

Uh...right.

Were you gone again? I don't...didn't this just happen?

[askedtobe]

[ That's okay, he doesn't mind. He's just.. becoming even more reclusive. ]

First time it's happened, actually. Didn't go home for over a year.

[inthejunk]

Oh! So, you didn't die again?

[askedtobe]

I can't really die. [ a beat ] Well, I can, but it's harder than it looks to make it stick.

[inthejunk]

[Blink.]

Oh.

...So that's why.

[askedtobe]

Why I keep coming back so quick? Yeah.

[inthejunk]

[This honesty thing is so refreshing! Suddenly, lots of questions. Sorry, dude.]

Does it still hurt?

[askedtobe]

You mean getting hurt? [ Snort. ] Yeah, it still hurts. Being shoved off a roof by the Joker wasn't my idea of a good time.

[inthejunk]

Wait, what?

[askedtobe]

Not what you were asking about?

[inthejunk]

It's getting hard to keep track.

[askedtobe]

Of what? [ His injuries? ]

[inthejunk]

People dying.

[askedtobe]

Yeah, i've noticed.