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He's Such A Heart Throb, Ain't He? (Private)

Waiola sat herself next to Crystal, one of her hands resting on her belly, the other wrapped around Crystal's waist. She gently placed her cheek on Crystal's shoulders, silently listening as the speaker began.

Ryan kept his eyes glued on the floor. He really didn't want to look at anyone right now. He wasn't going to cry, he wasn't going to feel anything but Juliettee's touch. The service slowly moved forward, the seconds ticking by like snails moving across a sidewalk. He was thinking about nothing but counting the minutes that crawled past him. Another speaker came and went. Pretty soon, the actual wake was over and it was time to bury his father.

He's Such A Heart Throb, Ain't He? (Private)

Ryan didn't let go of Juliettee's hand as he walked to the benches. At this point, Juliettee was family. Waiola stood by Crystal, watching the rest of the West family go to their seats. "You ready?" The Hawaiian native asked the curly haired woman.

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Dick chuckled to himself. He normally wouldn't say something like that allowed, at least not out in the real world. However, if Senna was here, he needed to fish her out. She would be listening if she was around.

Dick looked into the building through a particularly trashed window. He slowly lifted the window and climbed into the building with out saying a word to Lacy of his intentions. It was as silent as death inside the building. Even the busy several lane traffic outside was numbed. Dick didn't like this. If Senna was here, there was no way they were going to surprise her, but it was worth a shot. He looked at Lacy, not wanting to do this but the building was to big. He raised his hands, singling that they should split up.

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"I've done plenty of breaking and entering!" Dick cried, looking at her with a smirk. "Just not breaking and entering into buildings." He said, his eyes swooping over Lacy before jumped up and grabbing a hold of the fire escape. He pulled himself up a level and began to quickly scale the shaking, metal steps.

Almost all of the windows of the building were broken, Dick just had to choose one to sneak in through. It was the middle of the day, so the sooner he picked one the better. If Dick was remembering correctly, this was the building that Senna's parents broke into the night they were arrested, the night that Senna's biological father was killed by police.

And knowing how Senna thought, this would be where she'd camp out.

He's Such A Heart Throb, Ain't He? (Private)

Bruce looked at Melanie. So innocent. He looked back at Ariana. "If you need anything, please, do not hesitate to ask." He said.

Ryan's attention was caught by the unmasked Dark Knight's words. Was Bruce feeling just as guilty as his mom? Batman was there when it happened... He felt the pressure of Juliettee's fingers, but he gave no sign that he felt it. Dick cleared his throat and patted Ryan's shoulder. "I'll see you around, but take your time. No need to go out there right away." And the tall man left for the little group of gotham dorks. "Let's go sit down..." Ryan murmured to Juliettee, looking at her with dark eyes. He hated this.

Welcome to Gotham (Private)

Dick cried out as Lacy stopped the bike. He had to use all of his calf muscles from launching himself forward and breaking his nose against her back. "It's from some files on Senna's parents!" He exclaimed, hoping off the bike and walking towards the building. Obviously, the front door was going to be locked so Dick wandered down the side alley. He looked up at a rusted fire escape. "Time for some classic breaking and entering!" He chirped, glancing at Lacy. "Fun times."

He's Such A Heart Throb, Ain't He? (Private)

Ryan trailed behind his mother silently. If it weren't for how strongly Ariana felt about this situation, Ryan wouldn't be there. If he did what he wanted, he'd be back in Canada with Juliettee at his side. He wanted to be sitting back in the deserted woods. His hand was holding onto Juliettee's. Her warmth was going to get him through this service.

Bruce walked up to Ariana. "How are you doing?" He asked calmly, not trying to cause her anymore grief with anything too touchy. He was sure she had already been told 'i'm sorry for your loss' too many times in the past 3 days, he didn't feel like repeated those words.

Dick trotted over to Ryan and Juliettee. "Hey, Ryan." he said, looking down at the younger boy. It was scary how much he looked like Wally. "Hey, Dick." Ryan replied quietly. Dick nodded, and patted his shoulder. "Your dad was a great man." This was so awkward. "One of the best." Ryan replied with a smile. There was no sadness in his voice, but it was obvious he was trying his best to keep his emotions in check.

He's Such A Heart Throb, Ain't He? (Private)

Preparations for the closed-casket funeral took only a few days. A nice contribution from Bruce Wayne himself helped get everything ready. Ryan had to put on a suit with a black tie. He thought he hated wearing suits before, but now he REALLY hated wearing suits. Dozens of unmasked heroes came to pay their respects to the fallen speedster. Waiola came with Crystal, Samuel came with his wife, Ranji, Dick and the rest of the bat fam came with Bruce Wayne, the Martians, the Hawks, Ryan even caught the unmasked Captain Cold briefly stepping into the cathedral.

Welcome to Gotham (Private)

"Sounds complicated." Dick commented, watching the buildings. One particular one caught his eyes. "Wait, Lacy, turn around. That red building!" He called. The building had been a place where people could buy jail bonds. Now, it stood empty with a "for lease" sign over the front doors. "Something seemed familiar about that building..."

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Dick watched the buildings zoom by. "Soooo...what even is Ace's relationship with Z? They seem pretty...close?" He felt like that was the wrong word, but it was the best word. "I mean, I kinda sorta thought they were together, but until recent events, Z seemed like she was going after Tim."