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Aug. 31st, 2020 05:02 pm Dick thinks he may have a problem.
His name is Boone. He's about a year older than Dick and about three inches taller, and he's a really good athlete. He's also fiercely loyal, cosntantly challenging his friends to get better, and one of the only boys in the school who can present a challenge to Dick in the arena.
And Dick keeps thinking about him.
And he keeps smiling at Dick.
And this shouldn't be a problem, except for that they're at a school for assassins. And Boone is really really keen to get to the killing part of that job, and Dick is really keen to not get to the killing part of it
Also - Dick is pretty sure he likes girls. He even conducts a sort of experiment on that front by deliberately thinking of Jenny, and yes, definitely likes girls.
(Can you like boys as well?)
It's a very confusing time to not have any adults around you can talk to about this.
Dick has another problem as well. This problem is more related to Two-Face being out and on the hit list of the Vengeance Academy. It's also a confusing time to not have any adults around you can talk to about whether or not you can morally murder the guy who beat you unconscious with a baseball bat.
But that's the kind of problem Dick is used to dealing with.
He thinks.
Boone continues to be a problem when Dick's plan to neutralise Two-Face's guard dogs with a dog-whistle backfires and Harv shoots them both. Dick makes the mistake of showing an ounce of remorse about that and Boone turns on him.
"You going to have a problem with Scarface in there when we do him?"
"Boone, if it makes you feel any better... I'll do him myself."
It's easy, when you get down to it. Like Zucco but also not. Zucco was greedy and cowardly and ran into his own heart attack. Two-Face is evil, unstoppable, and the world will be better without him. It's easy to decide to kill him.
Freddy Lloyd. teenage assassin, and his best friend Boone, among their classmates. break into the mansion Harvey Dent is hiding in, incapacitate (the Academy at least doesn't kill beyond the mark) the staff, and break into Dent's room.
It shouldn't be the least bit of a surprise when Two-Face isn't in his bed, having gagged and left a goon there instead. It shouldn't be a surprise when he grabs Boone and holds him at gunpoint.
It isn't a surprise at all. It's like falling back down a hole he's fallen every night for the past six months. The ice pit of failure, of fear, that he's once again staring Two-Face in the mismatched eyes as he once again threatens him with the coin.
"Shall I just let go of your friend and flip my lucky piece? What's the matter Freddy? You don't want to play?"
Dick stands up, considers both his options.
Drops his weapon.
"No. I don't want to play."
The angry eruption that follows: blind shooting at the kid who refused to call the coin, is probably the only thing that gets Boone out of there safely, so he doesn't see what happens next. It's not just luck that gives Dick the advantage, lets him use the bedroom like it's the rooftops of Gotham, finds shelter, improvises a wepon, turns the fight back on Two-Face.
It's Not Vengeance Academy training that results in Dick holding Two-Face's own gun, staring down the barrel at the last thing he saw as Robin.
(It wasn't me who killed you, it was the Bat.)
It isn't Freddy Lloyd, teenage assassin, who drops the gun and races outside.
(He waits as long as he dares, watching the police arrive. You-know-who does not show up.)
He can't do this. He can't be an assassin - he knew that really. But he's in way over his head.
He needs to swallow his pride .
His name is Boone. He's about a year older than Dick and about three inches taller, and he's a really good athlete. He's also fiercely loyal, cosntantly challenging his friends to get better, and one of the only boys in the school who can present a challenge to Dick in the arena.
And Dick keeps thinking about him.
And he keeps smiling at Dick.
And this shouldn't be a problem, except for that they're at a school for assassins. And Boone is really really keen to get to the killing part of that job, and Dick is really keen to not get to the killing part of it
Also - Dick is pretty sure he likes girls. He even conducts a sort of experiment on that front by deliberately thinking of Jenny, and yes, definitely likes girls.
(Can you like boys as well?)
It's a very confusing time to not have any adults around you can talk to about this.
Dick has another problem as well. This problem is more related to Two-Face being out and on the hit list of the Vengeance Academy. It's also a confusing time to not have any adults around you can talk to about whether or not you can morally murder the guy who beat you unconscious with a baseball bat.
But that's the kind of problem Dick is used to dealing with.
He thinks.
Boone continues to be a problem when Dick's plan to neutralise Two-Face's guard dogs with a dog-whistle backfires and Harv shoots them both. Dick makes the mistake of showing an ounce of remorse about that and Boone turns on him.
"You going to have a problem with Scarface in there when we do him?"
"Boone, if it makes you feel any better... I'll do him myself."
It's easy, when you get down to it. Like Zucco but also not. Zucco was greedy and cowardly and ran into his own heart attack. Two-Face is evil, unstoppable, and the world will be better without him. It's easy to decide to kill him.
Freddy Lloyd. teenage assassin, and his best friend Boone, among their classmates. break into the mansion Harvey Dent is hiding in, incapacitate (the Academy at least doesn't kill beyond the mark) the staff, and break into Dent's room.
It shouldn't be the least bit of a surprise when Two-Face isn't in his bed, having gagged and left a goon there instead. It shouldn't be a surprise when he grabs Boone and holds him at gunpoint.
It isn't a surprise at all. It's like falling back down a hole he's fallen every night for the past six months. The ice pit of failure, of fear, that he's once again staring Two-Face in the mismatched eyes as he once again threatens him with the coin.
"Shall I just let go of your friend and flip my lucky piece? What's the matter Freddy? You don't want to play?"
Dick stands up, considers both his options.
Drops his weapon.
"No. I don't want to play."
The angry eruption that follows: blind shooting at the kid who refused to call the coin, is probably the only thing that gets Boone out of there safely, so he doesn't see what happens next. It's not just luck that gives Dick the advantage, lets him use the bedroom like it's the rooftops of Gotham, finds shelter, improvises a wepon, turns the fight back on Two-Face.
It's Not Vengeance Academy training that results in Dick holding Two-Face's own gun, staring down the barrel at the last thing he saw as Robin.
(It wasn't me who killed you, it was the Bat.)
It isn't Freddy Lloyd, teenage assassin, who drops the gun and races outside.
(He waits as long as he dares, watching the police arrive. You-know-who does not show up.)
He can't do this. He can't be an assassin - he knew that really. But he's in way over his head.
He needs to swallow his pride .
