Tim Drake Robin Young Justice 소설 & 이야기

What was the point once you saw what the girl had to offer? It was mercenary of him, but Drake didn’t normally stop to think about other people’s feelings. Hell, if he did, he’d never have a show called FIND LOVE OR STRIP . Actually, most of the programming on his TV Channel would be a bust. And Drake liked money. He liked money a lot more than he liked most people. The assistant—Lawson—returned with his drink. Rob tasted it, grimaced at the strength of the tequila, and drank it anyway. “We hear anything from Brown Brooke yet?”

He asks drake, drake snorts shaking his head and he pulls him into a man hug “No worries, guys this is robby, he's a cool dude, robby this is ben, fiona, they are betas, this is my son and daughter caden and baylee, they are the future alpha and luna, this is ryan he will be their beta, and this is ciara, colten and craig, ciara and colten are future gammas, the other man you met earlier was matt, he is gamma and he will be here soon” Fiona looks to me mouthing WTF at how comfortable drake felt around robby, i had no words because i had never seen him do it before so i just shrug in response “I'm so grateful for such a warm welcome, truly i can't believe it” “Don't mention it, your a welcome

Drake said and chuckled again. “At least it was mine and not Russo’s,” Troy said with a laugh. “Have I told you lately that I love her?” Drake asked and ducked under Troy’s hand aiming for the back of his head. “Let’s get this shitshow over with,” Troy said as the reached the prison building and the warrior standing guard bowed his head. Drake followed Troy inside the building and they took the stairs to the underground levels that housed the dungeon cells. Troy headed down the dimly lit hallway to where Amber was being kept and he stopped in front of her cell.

Drake had been given the digital equivalent of a broken compass—not everything he needed, but enough to start hunting. Damien stood over him, plugging a high-speed data cord from his own phone into Drake’s workstation, his eyes fixed on the blinking terminal. "Hello. Who is this?" Damien answered sharply when the unknown number initiated a video call. The face on the other end was a void, hidden behind a tactical mask. The room fell so silent that the hum of the laptop felt like a roar.

It was Drake. He looked very intimidating, although he did nothing but stand there. He made everyone shiver. Before he even finished, Drake attacked. In an instant, the sound of a fight rang out. Before the Yeager family’s bodyguards could get close to Dustin, they were sent flying by Drake. They fell to the floor with dull thuds and moaned and groaned in pain. “Who dares to attack My Liege?” Drake placed himself solidly before Dustin. He swept a threatening gaze over all the members of the Yeager family.