Aomine's disbelief didn't last as long as it might have for smarter, more skeptical people. He was a simple, straightforward kind of guy; in the face of overwhelming evidence, the most obvious explanation was also the only explanation. Even if there were details he didn't have, even if there was more to the story, when he pressed his hands onto the lip of the capsule and leaned over to look inside, he was almost fitting the majority of the pieces together.
Tim had secrets. Tim, who never spoke and was the ward of the wealthiest man in Gotham, was hiding something from everyone. He missed a lot of school. He was fast, and didn't seem to tire. Tim was dangerous.
Fuck, and those shiny, black things tucked into one of the compartments were shaped like goddamn bats.
Aomine was reaching for one when that cool, electronic voice rang in his ears. His eyes flicked back and forth, looking for the source, and he started to say: "What - "
Metal slid around his wrist. Aomine started, shouted, and pulled, but it was like pulling on an iron bar. It was slim, but strong, and he bared his teeth, adrenaline shooting through his system as he groped for the tendril with his other hand, the bottom of his shoe slamming into the capsule to try and jerk his body away.
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Date: 2014-06-26 05:51 pm (UTC)Tim had secrets. Tim, who never spoke and was the ward of the wealthiest man in Gotham, was hiding something from everyone. He missed a lot of school. He was fast, and didn't seem to tire. Tim was dangerous.
Fuck, and those shiny, black things tucked into one of the compartments were shaped like goddamn bats.
Aomine was reaching for one when that cool, electronic voice rang in his ears. His eyes flicked back and forth, looking for the source, and he started to say: "What - "
Metal slid around his wrist. Aomine started, shouted, and pulled, but it was like pulling on an iron bar. It was slim, but strong, and he bared his teeth, adrenaline shooting through his system as he groped for the tendril with his other hand, the bottom of his shoe slamming into the capsule to try and jerk his body away.