DC: 2012-02-29 - Cutscene: Dude, Where's my Kara? - Arsenal

The last thing Roy remembers before the world went black is being afraid his daughter would walk into the room, and realizing that something was horribly, horribly wrong with Kara.

Roy groans as one eye opens but a crack, noticing that there is light coming in from beneath his bedroom door which is shut. He is on the bed, but the bed seems, lopsided, one arm hangs on the floor. He manages to roll off and get to his feet. Pain throbs in his head and down his back, and his lower lip feels like it is HUGE!

He finds the bedside lamp on the floor after almost tripping from the nightstand, cursing beneath his breath at his now bruised shin! He flips it on and looks back at the bed. It looks like the railings beneath the bed were knocked off center so it collapsed. No biggie. However, looking at the headboard are the words: PRUDE. They are burned into it, black as sin against the wooden headboard. "Dear gawd!"

Roy half runs, half stumbles across his room to his dresser which actually has a mirror attached to it. He looks at his face. His lower lip is still busted open, and there are a few drops of blood, no wonder it is so sore and swollen! He is also shirtless, and his pants arehe searches for them. Destroyed.

He lets out a thankful breath, "Thank goodness no one saw my Batman boxers!" A pause, then he curses again, this time louder! Someone did! He picks up a pair of jeans from the floor and smells them. Smells clean! He pulls them on to hide the Batman boxers before he goes to enter the main room. "Lian!"

She looks up from playing a video game on the television, eating dry cereal which is also all over the place. "Daddy!" She sounds happy when she first sees her father, but then gasps. "Oh no! Your boots beat you up daddy!"

Roy is never going to live this down, never.