Sympathica – Chapter Seven (Complete) – Moxibustion

Sympathica Chapter Seven – Totum (the Family Bond)   “You love me!” “Shut up.” “But you love me! “Shut the fuck up.” “You loooooove me!” “Oh my god, Nightwang, shut the fuck up or I will belt you one,” Jason snapped already regretting letting Nightwing tag along. It didn’t make a jot of difference, as usual. Dick beamed like it was his last chance to do so, totally immune to the thundercloud hovering over Jason’s…

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Sympathica – Chapter Six – Moxibustion

Sympathica – Chapter Six – Memiens (the Remembering)   For one week, two weeks, three weeks, they got the schedule down pat. Jason would pick Tim up, feed him, give him a cooler bag with his lunch in it, take him the school, pedal to his own school, while away the time pretending to be a poorly educated street kid while deconstructing and reconstructing Voltaire, Shakespeare, Austen and Kant in their respective native languages in…

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Sympathica – Chapter Five – Moxibustion

Sympathica Chapter Five – Conscienta (the Awareness)   Tim Drake’s day began at four in the morning. He slammed a hand down on his alarm like he lived in hope of breaking it, staggered up, downed a coffee that the machine had produced at the sound of his alarm, then proclaimed himself human. He got up in his expansive room that still had a small bed in it. There were no posters, but there was…

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Sympathica – Chapter Four – Moxibustion

Sympathica Chapter Four – Genesis (Formation)   The night never ended when the bad guys were down. You had to get home, you had to get the armor off – which was kind of a production – you had to write up findings, log samples for analysis, cross check chemical signatures with other drugs in the database. Well, Bruce had to do that stuff tonight. Jason got a round in the chemical shower and then…

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Sympathica – Chapter Three – Moxibustion

Sympathica Chapter Three – Chronoreception (the sense of time)   Up close and personal, there wasn’t very much to like about being a sidekick to a lunatic vigilante in a bat costume. The training was relentless, cheat days were laughed at in disbelief, the hours were akin to slave labour and for that matter Jason sure and shit didn’t get paid. He was constantly dogged by the feeling he was trying to live about ten…

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Sympathica – Chapter Two – Moxibustion

Sympathica – Chapter Two – Clypeus (the Wall)   It took a red hot minute, but eventually shapes and sounds congealed out of the endless white like heavy fog beginning to lift. Sounds were watery and distant but eventually sloshed to actual comprehension. There was something in his hair, stroking it. “…way, circulation…um pulse? Oh, god….okay, Sentinel, so, stimulus, respiration, coherence, reflex…um…” “Orientation,” Jason croaked, finishing ye olde Sentinel First Aid protocol. Jason felt his…

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Sympathica – Chapter One – Moxibustion

Sympathica – Chapter One – Evanidus (the Vanishing)   Robin, aka Jason Peter Todd, had to admit that for a former street rat destined to amount to exactly nothing in this city, his life had taken a turn into the coolest, weirdest thriller movie ever conceived on a bet. He cautiously stalked the dead roof space between the Wayne Enterprises West Business Park and the old amusement complex that had been left to decay into…

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