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[ars0nistic-tendencies]

Intro :

VC: Cheerleader IDV

'PYRO'

'Spades'

Red 'RED' Ignitions

Alice

Refs

Family: @/seam-queen

Angst blog you have been warned ))

[seam-queen]

(( @arsonistic-tendencies ))

Seams led the kid into a dingy apartment building and up a few flights of stairs, dramatically opening the door to three cats lingering around, meowing like the mini choir they were for attention. “Here y’ go, cats.” She sagely nodded.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

The boy blinked for a moment processing.... cats?.... CATS-?... It took him a long while to register before gleefully falling to the ground and petting them gently

[seam-queen]

The fact she just took a child really hit, but she went ahead and locked the door anyway. “The brown one is Raccoon, the black and white is Bird, and the black one is Nocturne.—Avoid the possum.” She added after, “You got a name?”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked staring at the possum... Kittens in hand . " mm..?... a name?..." He rasped, His mind was hazy enough-... but... Spades ? seemed familiar....

" Spades- ?... I think-.."

[seam-queen]

“Spades? Works for me.” She shrugs, “Call me Seams, or Cece, depends where we’re at. Hungry? You’re like… ‘bout as skinny as me.”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

"....?.... where?...". He tilted his head looking down oh-.... He was pretty skinny... He nodded his head holding the kittens

[seam-queen]

She nodded with no other response, wandering into the kitchen and making a quick, very plain ham and cheese sandwich. Sean walked back and offered out, “Here y’ go, have at it. Just be careful the cats don’t get it, they love ham and get enough of it.”

She tugged off her mask, having her own scars, frown-like compared to his smile.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked looking up at seams with that StareTM of his....

He stared at her scars for a long while processing something.... " Did... Dad give you those-?..." He rasped eating the sandwhich rather quickly

He ignored the cats pawing for the sandwich finishing it quickly...

[seam-queen]

Dad? Dad? She must’ve actually stolen someone’s kid. This is fine. Seams has done worse. “Y’know, I don’t actually know who did, but I doubt it was y’ dad. Who’s he?”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked.... Most people usually knew who his dad-..... mm.... He forgot who dad was-.....

"..... Why wouldn't it be dad-?.... Odd of him to give you a frown-?..... he said I frowned too much-..."

[seam-queen]

“Bad people gave me a frown, so I dunno.” She shrugged, finding her place on the couch and pulling out her phone. “Are y’ from Gotham? I’d assume so.”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked staring at her phone.. " 'm yeah Gotham... I think.... A nice lady took me to arkham and... got out-..." He shrugged

" Mmm.. Dad isnt bad!... docs say he is but he just wants to make us happy..."

He explained

[seam-queen]

“Don’t blame y’ for not liking Arkham, they thought about puttin’ me in there once.” She scrolled on her phone, totally not about to take a casual look at Arkhams patient files. She’d at least like to know who she’s got here.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked.... " Why would you go to arkham..?" Seams managed to find a page on a similar enough file

Paitent 0223****

Preferred Alias : Pyro

The files seemed a mess , Refusal to co-operate struggles to behave and such....

[seam-queen]

“…Stuff. I dunno how to explain it. But right now, a whole lotta stuff.” She muttered, staring at the page that she vaguely remembers deleting bits and pieces of. The whole thing was screwed.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked.... " Whats wrong-?.." He tilts his head picking up a cat and flopping next to her on the couch.

He leans his head against her long curls covering his face...

[seam-queen]

“Nothin’.” She shook her head, shutting off her phone. “How ‘bout we get y’ some different clothes, yea? It’ll be nicer.”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

Different clothes-?.... He blinked tilting his head.... " A new hospital gown-?..." He tilted his head confused

[seam-queen]

"Somethin' like jeans and a t-shirt, yea?" She gestured to her own clothes, which included a long-sleeve shirt under the pink tee.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

" Ah-..." He nodded scratching at old burns .... somewhat familiar burns

[seam-queen]

Seams glanced at the burns, quickly standing and walking to a dresser. Grabbing well(ish) fitting clothes, she tosed them onto Spades' lap. "There y' go. Anything's better than a hospital gown."

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked slipping off the gown almost immediately and into the clothes Seams gave him .... Mmm... they were warm and soft-...

[seam-queen]

She gave a quick thumbs up, sitting back down next to him. "So... got anything besides y' name?"

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

"mmmm no not really-..." He shook his head

[seam-queen]

"We'll figure it out then." Seams nodded, "Sound good? Y' can stay here for now, take the bed if y' want."

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He nodded petting the cats head.... Seams seemed so familiar-?.... he couldn't place it...

He stared at her

[seam-queen]

Seams stared back, her head tilting. She only spoke after a solid minute. "...Pyro?"

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

"Mm...?" He fidgeted-?.... oh dad would be very VERY mad his name was spades!!!! that was the one father had given him!! oh father would be VERY upset oh gods- His brow scrunched worry almost... "

My names spades-?..." he insisted

[seam-queen]

“Y’- uh, sure?” Seams replied, furrowing her brows. “Y’ look about right, I think.”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He nodded his head quickly ... he seemed very jittery - 

" No-.... nononono-" He insisted fidgeting... Similar demeanor he had when he panicked about someone finding out-..

[seam-queen]

“Hey- hey, y’ fine, nothin’ to worry about.” She put a hand up, similar to how she’d normally deal with a feral cat. “Can deal with it later, ‘kay?”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked quickly terrífied for a moment before sighing and nodding... He scratched at that scar of his petting the cats in an effort to calm down

[seam-queen]

Seams scratched another one of the cats heads, and some rats scurried in a large cage in the corner. She’s really not entirely sure what to do now… since she stole a kid with no plan.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

... Can I have more food -?.. " he asked quietly

[seam-queen]

“You got anything you like? ‘Cause I ain’t that good a cook but I can try.”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

" mmm a sandwhich is fine-..." He murmurad

[seam-queen]

“‘Kay.” She nodded, wandering off to the kitchen, “Y’ wanna watch? Then y’ can make them yourself, I don’t mind buying a bunch of extra stuff for it.”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He nodded " Mhm!!... how d'ya make one-?..."

[seam-queen]

(( @arsonistic-tendencies ))

Seams led the kid into a dingy apartment building and up a few flights of stairs, dramatically opening the door to three cats lingering around, meowing like the mini choir they were for attention. “Here y’ go, cats.” She sagely nodded.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

The boy blinked for a moment processing.... cats?.... CATS-?... It took him a long while to register before gleefully falling to the ground and petting them gently

[seam-queen]

The fact she just took a child really hit, but she went ahead and locked the door anyway. “The brown one is Raccoon, the black and white is Bird, and the black one is Nocturne.—Avoid the possum.” She added after, “You got a name?”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked staring at the possum... Kittens in hand . " mm..?... a name?..." He rasped, His mind was hazy enough-... but... Spades ? seemed familiar....

" Spades- ?... I think-.."

[seam-queen]

“Spades? Works for me.” She shrugs, “Call me Seams, or Cece, depends where we’re at. Hungry? You’re like… ‘bout as skinny as me.”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

"....?.... where?...". He tilted his head looking down oh-.... He was pretty skinny... He nodded his head holding the kittens

[seam-queen]

She nodded with no other response, wandering into the kitchen and making a quick, very plain ham and cheese sandwich. Sean walked back and offered out, “Here y’ go, have at it. Just be careful the cats don’t get it, they love ham and get enough of it.”

She tugged off her mask, having her own scars, frown-like compared to his smile.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked looking up at seams with that StareTM of his....

He stared at her scars for a long while processing something.... " Did... Dad give you those-?..." He rasped eating the sandwhich rather quickly

He ignored the cats pawing for the sandwich finishing it quickly...

[seam-queen]

Dad? Dad? She must’ve actually stolen someone’s kid. This is fine. Seams has done worse. “Y’know, I don’t actually know who did, but I doubt it was y’ dad. Who’s he?”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked.... Most people usually knew who his dad-..... mm.... He forgot who dad was-.....

"..... Why wouldn't it be dad-?.... Odd of him to give you a frown-?..... he said I frowned too much-..."

[seam-queen]

“Bad people gave me a frown, so I dunno.” She shrugged, finding her place on the couch and pulling out her phone. “Are y’ from Gotham? I’d assume so.”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked staring at her phone.. " 'm yeah Gotham... I think.... A nice lady took me to arkham and... got out-..." He shrugged

" Mmm.. Dad isnt bad!... docs say he is but he just wants to make us happy..."

He explained

[seam-queen]

“Don’t blame y’ for not liking Arkham, they thought about puttin’ me in there once.” She scrolled on her phone, totally not about to take a casual look at Arkhams patient files. She’d at least like to know who she’s got here.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked.... " Why would you go to arkham..?" Seams managed to find a page on a similar enough file

Paitent 0223****

Preferred Alias : Pyro

The files seemed a mess , Refusal to co-operate struggles to behave and such....

[seam-queen]

“…Stuff. I dunno how to explain it. But right now, a whole lotta stuff.” She muttered, staring at the page that she vaguely remembers deleting bits and pieces of. The whole thing was screwed.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked.... " Whats wrong-?.." He tilts his head picking up a cat and flopping next to her on the couch.

He leans his head against her long curls covering his face...

[seam-queen]

“Nothin’.” She shook her head, shutting off her phone. “How ‘bout we get y’ some different clothes, yea? It’ll be nicer.”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

Different clothes-?.... He blinked tilting his head.... " A new hospital gown-?..." He tilted his head confused

[seam-queen]

"Somethin' like jeans and a t-shirt, yea?" She gestured to her own clothes, which included a long-sleeve shirt under the pink tee.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

" Ah-..." He nodded scratching at old burns .... somewhat familiar burns

[seam-queen]

Seams glanced at the burns, quickly standing and walking to a dresser. Grabbing well(ish) fitting clothes, she tosed them onto Spades' lap. "There y' go. Anything's better than a hospital gown."

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked slipping off the gown almost immediately and into the clothes Seams gave him .... Mmm... they were warm and soft-...

[seam-queen]

She gave a quick thumbs up, sitting back down next to him. "So... got anything besides y' name?"

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

"mmmm no not really-..." He shook his head

[seam-queen]

"We'll figure it out then." Seams nodded, "Sound good? Y' can stay here for now, take the bed if y' want."

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He nodded petting the cats head.... Seams seemed so familiar-?.... he couldn't place it...

He stared at her

[seam-queen]

Seams stared back, her head tilting. She only spoke after a solid minute. "...Pyro?"

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

"Mm...?" He fidgeted-?.... oh dad would be very VERY mad his name was spades!!!! that was the one father had given him!! oh father would be VERY upset oh gods- His brow scrunched worry almost... "

My names spades-?..." he insisted

[seam-queen]

“Y’- uh, sure?” Seams replied, furrowing her brows. “Y’ look about right, I think.”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He nodded his head quickly ... he seemed very jittery - 

" No-.... nononono-" He insisted fidgeting... Similar demeanor he had when he panicked about someone finding out-..

[seam-queen]

“Hey- hey, y’ fine, nothin’ to worry about.” She put a hand up, similar to how she’d normally deal with a feral cat. “Can deal with it later, ‘kay?”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked quickly terrífied for a moment before sighing and nodding... He scratched at that scar of his petting the cats in an effort to calm down

[seam-queen]

Seams scratched another one of the cats heads, and some rats scurried in a large cage in the corner. She’s really not entirely sure what to do now… since she stole a kid with no plan.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

... Can I have more food -?.. " he asked quietly

[seam-queen]

“You got anything you like? ‘Cause I ain’t that good a cook but I can try.”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

" mmm a sandwhich is fine-..." He murmurad

[seam-queen]

(( @arsonistic-tendencies ))

Seams led the kid into a dingy apartment building and up a few flights of stairs, dramatically opening the door to three cats lingering around, meowing like the mini choir they were for attention. “Here y’ go, cats.” She sagely nodded.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

The boy blinked for a moment processing.... cats?.... CATS-?... It took him a long while to register before gleefully falling to the ground and petting them gently

[seam-queen]

The fact she just took a child really hit, but she went ahead and locked the door anyway. “The brown one is Raccoon, the black and white is Bird, and the black one is Nocturne.—Avoid the possum.” She added after, “You got a name?”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked staring at the possum... Kittens in hand . " mm..?... a name?..." He rasped, His mind was hazy enough-... but... Spades ? seemed familiar....

" Spades- ?... I think-.."

[seam-queen]

“Spades? Works for me.” She shrugs, “Call me Seams, or Cece, depends where we’re at. Hungry? You’re like… ‘bout as skinny as me.”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

"....?.... where?...". He tilted his head looking down oh-.... He was pretty skinny... He nodded his head holding the kittens

[seam-queen]

She nodded with no other response, wandering into the kitchen and making a quick, very plain ham and cheese sandwich. Sean walked back and offered out, “Here y’ go, have at it. Just be careful the cats don’t get it, they love ham and get enough of it.”

She tugged off her mask, having her own scars, frown-like compared to his smile.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked looking up at seams with that StareTM of his....

He stared at her scars for a long while processing something.... " Did... Dad give you those-?..." He rasped eating the sandwhich rather quickly

He ignored the cats pawing for the sandwich finishing it quickly...

[seam-queen]

Dad? Dad? She must’ve actually stolen someone’s kid. This is fine. Seams has done worse. “Y’know, I don’t actually know who did, but I doubt it was y’ dad. Who’s he?”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked.... Most people usually knew who his dad-..... mm.... He forgot who dad was-.....

"..... Why wouldn't it be dad-?.... Odd of him to give you a frown-?..... he said I frowned too much-..."

[seam-queen]

“Bad people gave me a frown, so I dunno.” She shrugged, finding her place on the couch and pulling out her phone. “Are y’ from Gotham? I’d assume so.”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked staring at her phone.. " 'm yeah Gotham... I think.... A nice lady took me to arkham and... got out-..." He shrugged

" Mmm.. Dad isnt bad!... docs say he is but he just wants to make us happy..."

He explained

[seam-queen]

“Don’t blame y’ for not liking Arkham, they thought about puttin’ me in there once.” She scrolled on her phone, totally not about to take a casual look at Arkhams patient files. She’d at least like to know who she’s got here.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked.... " Why would you go to arkham..?" Seams managed to find a page on a similar enough file

Paitent 0223****

Preferred Alias : Pyro

The files seemed a mess , Refusal to co-operate struggles to behave and such....

[seam-queen]

“…Stuff. I dunno how to explain it. But right now, a whole lotta stuff.” She muttered, staring at the page that she vaguely remembers deleting bits and pieces of. The whole thing was screwed.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked.... " Whats wrong-?.." He tilts his head picking up a cat and flopping next to her on the couch.

He leans his head against her long curls covering his face...

[seam-queen]

“Nothin’.” She shook her head, shutting off her phone. “How ‘bout we get y’ some different clothes, yea? It’ll be nicer.”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

Different clothes-?.... He blinked tilting his head.... " A new hospital gown-?..." He tilted his head confused

[seam-queen]

"Somethin' like jeans and a t-shirt, yea?" She gestured to her own clothes, which included a long-sleeve shirt under the pink tee.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

" Ah-..." He nodded scratching at old burns .... somewhat familiar burns

[seam-queen]

Seams glanced at the burns, quickly standing and walking to a dresser. Grabbing well(ish) fitting clothes, she tosed them onto Spades' lap. "There y' go. Anything's better than a hospital gown."

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked slipping off the gown almost immediately and into the clothes Seams gave him .... Mmm... they were warm and soft-...

[seam-queen]

She gave a quick thumbs up, sitting back down next to him. "So... got anything besides y' name?"

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

"mmmm no not really-..." He shook his head

[seam-queen]

"We'll figure it out then." Seams nodded, "Sound good? Y' can stay here for now, take the bed if y' want."

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He nodded petting the cats head.... Seams seemed so familiar-?.... he couldn't place it...

He stared at her

[seam-queen]

Seams stared back, her head tilting. She only spoke after a solid minute. "...Pyro?"

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

"Mm...?" He fidgeted-?.... oh dad would be very VERY mad his name was spades!!!! that was the one father had given him!! oh father would be VERY upset oh gods- His brow scrunched worry almost... "

My names spades-?..." he insisted

[seam-queen]

“Y’- uh, sure?” Seams replied, furrowing her brows. “Y’ look about right, I think.”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He nodded his head quickly ... he seemed very jittery - 

" No-.... nononono-" He insisted fidgeting... Similar demeanor he had when he panicked about someone finding out-..

[seam-queen]

“Hey- hey, y’ fine, nothin’ to worry about.” She put a hand up, similar to how she’d normally deal with a feral cat. “Can deal with it later, ‘kay?”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked quickly terrífied for a moment before sighing and nodding... He scratched at that scar of his petting the cats in an effort to calm down

[seam-queen]

Seams scratched another one of the cats heads, and some rats scurried in a large cage in the corner. She’s really not entirely sure what to do now… since she stole a kid with no plan.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

... Can I have more food -?.. " he asked quietly

[seam-queen]

(( @arsonistic-tendencies ))

Seams led the kid into a dingy apartment building and up a few flights of stairs, dramatically opening the door to three cats lingering around, meowing like the mini choir they were for attention. “Here y’ go, cats.” She sagely nodded.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

The boy blinked for a moment processing.... cats?.... CATS-?... It took him a long while to register before gleefully falling to the ground and petting them gently

[seam-queen]

The fact she just took a child really hit, but she went ahead and locked the door anyway. “The brown one is Raccoon, the black and white is Bird, and the black one is Nocturne.—Avoid the possum.” She added after, “You got a name?”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked staring at the possum... Kittens in hand . " mm..?... a name?..." He rasped, His mind was hazy enough-... but... Spades ? seemed familiar....

" Spades- ?... I think-.."

[seam-queen]

“Spades? Works for me.” She shrugs, “Call me Seams, or Cece, depends where we’re at. Hungry? You’re like… ‘bout as skinny as me.”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

"....?.... where?...". He tilted his head looking down oh-.... He was pretty skinny... He nodded his head holding the kittens

[seam-queen]

She nodded with no other response, wandering into the kitchen and making a quick, very plain ham and cheese sandwich. Sean walked back and offered out, “Here y’ go, have at it. Just be careful the cats don’t get it, they love ham and get enough of it.”

She tugged off her mask, having her own scars, frown-like compared to his smile.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked looking up at seams with that StareTM of his....

He stared at her scars for a long while processing something.... " Did... Dad give you those-?..." He rasped eating the sandwhich rather quickly

He ignored the cats pawing for the sandwich finishing it quickly...

[seam-queen]

Dad? Dad? She must’ve actually stolen someone’s kid. This is fine. Seams has done worse. “Y’know, I don’t actually know who did, but I doubt it was y’ dad. Who’s he?”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked.... Most people usually knew who his dad-..... mm.... He forgot who dad was-.....

"..... Why wouldn't it be dad-?.... Odd of him to give you a frown-?..... he said I frowned too much-..."

[seam-queen]

“Bad people gave me a frown, so I dunno.” She shrugged, finding her place on the couch and pulling out her phone. “Are y’ from Gotham? I’d assume so.”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked staring at her phone.. " 'm yeah Gotham... I think.... A nice lady took me to arkham and... got out-..." He shrugged

" Mmm.. Dad isnt bad!... docs say he is but he just wants to make us happy..."

He explained

[seam-queen]

“Don’t blame y’ for not liking Arkham, they thought about puttin’ me in there once.” She scrolled on her phone, totally not about to take a casual look at Arkhams patient files. She’d at least like to know who she’s got here.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked.... " Why would you go to arkham..?" Seams managed to find a page on a similar enough file

Paitent 0223****

Preferred Alias : Pyro

The files seemed a mess , Refusal to co-operate struggles to behave and such....

[seam-queen]

“…Stuff. I dunno how to explain it. But right now, a whole lotta stuff.” She muttered, staring at the page that she vaguely remembers deleting bits and pieces of. The whole thing was screwed.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked.... " Whats wrong-?.." He tilts his head picking up a cat and flopping next to her on the couch.

He leans his head against her long curls covering his face...

[seam-queen]

“Nothin’.” She shook her head, shutting off her phone. “How ‘bout we get y’ some different clothes, yea? It’ll be nicer.”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

Different clothes-?.... He blinked tilting his head.... " A new hospital gown-?..." He tilted his head confused

[seam-queen]

"Somethin' like jeans and a t-shirt, yea?" She gestured to her own clothes, which included a long-sleeve shirt under the pink tee.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

" Ah-..." He nodded scratching at old burns .... somewhat familiar burns

[seam-queen]

Seams glanced at the burns, quickly standing and walking to a dresser. Grabbing well(ish) fitting clothes, she tosed them onto Spades' lap. "There y' go. Anything's better than a hospital gown."

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked slipping off the gown almost immediately and into the clothes Seams gave him .... Mmm... they were warm and soft-...

[seam-queen]

She gave a quick thumbs up, sitting back down next to him. "So... got anything besides y' name?"

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

"mmmm no not really-..." He shook his head

[seam-queen]

"We'll figure it out then." Seams nodded, "Sound good? Y' can stay here for now, take the bed if y' want."

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He nodded petting the cats head.... Seams seemed so familiar-?.... he couldn't place it...

He stared at her

[seam-queen]

Seams stared back, her head tilting. She only spoke after a solid minute. "...Pyro?"

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

"Mm...?" He fidgeted-?.... oh dad would be very VERY mad his name was spades!!!! that was the one father had given him!! oh father would be VERY upset oh gods- His brow scrunched worry almost... "

My names spades-?..." he insisted

[seam-queen]

“Y’- uh, sure?” Seams replied, furrowing her brows. “Y’ look about right, I think.”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He nodded his head quickly ... he seemed very jittery - 

" No-.... nononono-" He insisted fidgeting... Similar demeanor he had when he panicked about someone finding out-..

[seam-queen]

“Hey- hey, y’ fine, nothin’ to worry about.” She put a hand up, similar to how she’d normally deal with a feral cat. “Can deal with it later, ‘kay?”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked quickly terrífied for a moment before sighing and nodding... He scratched at that scar of his petting the cats in an effort to calm down

[seam-queen]

(( @arsonistic-tendencies ))

Seams led the kid into a dingy apartment building and up a few flights of stairs, dramatically opening the door to three cats lingering around, meowing like the mini choir they were for attention. “Here y’ go, cats.” She sagely nodded.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

The boy blinked for a moment processing.... cats?.... CATS-?... It took him a long while to register before gleefully falling to the ground and petting them gently

[seam-queen]

The fact she just took a child really hit, but she went ahead and locked the door anyway. “The brown one is Raccoon, the black and white is Bird, and the black one is Nocturne.—Avoid the possum.” She added after, “You got a name?”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked staring at the possum... Kittens in hand . " mm..?... a name?..." He rasped, His mind was hazy enough-... but... Spades ? seemed familiar....

" Spades- ?... I think-.."

[seam-queen]

“Spades? Works for me.” She shrugs, “Call me Seams, or Cece, depends where we’re at. Hungry? You’re like… ‘bout as skinny as me.”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

"....?.... where?...". He tilted his head looking down oh-.... He was pretty skinny... He nodded his head holding the kittens

[seam-queen]

She nodded with no other response, wandering into the kitchen and making a quick, very plain ham and cheese sandwich. Sean walked back and offered out, “Here y’ go, have at it. Just be careful the cats don’t get it, they love ham and get enough of it.”

She tugged off her mask, having her own scars, frown-like compared to his smile.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked looking up at seams with that StareTM of his....

He stared at her scars for a long while processing something.... " Did... Dad give you those-?..." He rasped eating the sandwhich rather quickly

He ignored the cats pawing for the sandwich finishing it quickly...

[seam-queen]

Dad? Dad? She must’ve actually stolen someone’s kid. This is fine. Seams has done worse. “Y’know, I don’t actually know who did, but I doubt it was y’ dad. Who’s he?”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked.... Most people usually knew who his dad-..... mm.... He forgot who dad was-.....

"..... Why wouldn't it be dad-?.... Odd of him to give you a frown-?..... he said I frowned too much-..."

[seam-queen]

“Bad people gave me a frown, so I dunno.” She shrugged, finding her place on the couch and pulling out her phone. “Are y’ from Gotham? I’d assume so.”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked staring at her phone.. " 'm yeah Gotham... I think.... A nice lady took me to arkham and... got out-..." He shrugged

" Mmm.. Dad isnt bad!... docs say he is but he just wants to make us happy..."

He explained

[seam-queen]

“Don’t blame y’ for not liking Arkham, they thought about puttin’ me in there once.” She scrolled on her phone, totally not about to take a casual look at Arkhams patient files. She’d at least like to know who she’s got here.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked.... " Why would you go to arkham..?" Seams managed to find a page on a similar enough file

Paitent 0223****

Preferred Alias : Pyro

The files seemed a mess , Refusal to co-operate struggles to behave and such....

[seam-queen]

“…Stuff. I dunno how to explain it. But right now, a whole lotta stuff.” She muttered, staring at the page that she vaguely remembers deleting bits and pieces of. The whole thing was screwed.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked.... " Whats wrong-?.." He tilts his head picking up a cat and flopping next to her on the couch.

He leans his head against her long curls covering his face...

[seam-queen]

“Nothin’.” She shook her head, shutting off her phone. “How ‘bout we get y’ some different clothes, yea? It’ll be nicer.”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

Different clothes-?.... He blinked tilting his head.... " A new hospital gown-?..." He tilted his head confused

[seam-queen]

"Somethin' like jeans and a t-shirt, yea?" She gestured to her own clothes, which included a long-sleeve shirt under the pink tee.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

" Ah-..." He nodded scratching at old burns .... somewhat familiar burns

[seam-queen]

Seams glanced at the burns, quickly standing and walking to a dresser. Grabbing well(ish) fitting clothes, she tosed them onto Spades' lap. "There y' go. Anything's better than a hospital gown."

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked slipping off the gown almost immediately and into the clothes Seams gave him .... Mmm... they were warm and soft-...

[seam-queen]

She gave a quick thumbs up, sitting back down next to him. "So... got anything besides y' name?"

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

"mmmm no not really-..." He shook his head

[seam-queen]

"We'll figure it out then." Seams nodded, "Sound good? Y' can stay here for now, take the bed if y' want."

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He nodded petting the cats head.... Seams seemed so familiar-?.... he couldn't place it...

He stared at her

[seam-queen]

Seams stared back, her head tilting. She only spoke after a solid minute. "...Pyro?"

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

"Mm...?" He fidgeted-?.... oh dad would be very VERY mad his name was spades!!!! that was the one father had given him!! oh father would be VERY upset oh gods- His brow scrunched worry almost... "

My names spades-?..." he insisted

[seam-queen]

“Y’- uh, sure?” Seams replied, furrowing her brows. “Y’ look about right, I think.”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He nodded his head quickly ... he seemed very jittery - 

" No-.... nononono-" He insisted fidgeting... Similar demeanor he had when he panicked about someone finding out-..

[seam-queen]

(( @arsonistic-tendencies ))

Seams led the kid into a dingy apartment building and up a few flights of stairs, dramatically opening the door to three cats lingering around, meowing like the mini choir they were for attention. “Here y’ go, cats.” She sagely nodded.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

The boy blinked for a moment processing.... cats?.... CATS-?... It took him a long while to register before gleefully falling to the ground and petting them gently

[seam-queen]

The fact she just took a child really hit, but she went ahead and locked the door anyway. “The brown one is Raccoon, the black and white is Bird, and the black one is Nocturne.—Avoid the possum.” She added after, “You got a name?”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked staring at the possum... Kittens in hand . " mm..?... a name?..." He rasped, His mind was hazy enough-... but... Spades ? seemed familiar....

" Spades- ?... I think-.."

[seam-queen]

“Spades? Works for me.” She shrugs, “Call me Seams, or Cece, depends where we’re at. Hungry? You’re like… ‘bout as skinny as me.”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

"....?.... where?...". He tilted his head looking down oh-.... He was pretty skinny... He nodded his head holding the kittens

[seam-queen]

She nodded with no other response, wandering into the kitchen and making a quick, very plain ham and cheese sandwich. Sean walked back and offered out, “Here y’ go, have at it. Just be careful the cats don’t get it, they love ham and get enough of it.”

She tugged off her mask, having her own scars, frown-like compared to his smile.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked looking up at seams with that StareTM of his....

He stared at her scars for a long while processing something.... " Did... Dad give you those-?..." He rasped eating the sandwhich rather quickly

He ignored the cats pawing for the sandwich finishing it quickly...

[seam-queen]

Dad? Dad? She must’ve actually stolen someone’s kid. This is fine. Seams has done worse. “Y’know, I don’t actually know who did, but I doubt it was y’ dad. Who’s he?”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked.... Most people usually knew who his dad-..... mm.... He forgot who dad was-.....

"..... Why wouldn't it be dad-?.... Odd of him to give you a frown-?..... he said I frowned too much-..."

[seam-queen]

“Bad people gave me a frown, so I dunno.” She shrugged, finding her place on the couch and pulling out her phone. “Are y’ from Gotham? I’d assume so.”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked staring at her phone.. " 'm yeah Gotham... I think.... A nice lady took me to arkham and... got out-..." He shrugged

" Mmm.. Dad isnt bad!... docs say he is but he just wants to make us happy..."

He explained

[seam-queen]

“Don’t blame y’ for not liking Arkham, they thought about puttin’ me in there once.” She scrolled on her phone, totally not about to take a casual look at Arkhams patient files. She’d at least like to know who she’s got here.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked.... " Why would you go to arkham..?" Seams managed to find a page on a similar enough file

Paitent 0223****

Preferred Alias : Pyro

The files seemed a mess , Refusal to co-operate struggles to behave and such....

[seam-queen]

“…Stuff. I dunno how to explain it. But right now, a whole lotta stuff.” She muttered, staring at the page that she vaguely remembers deleting bits and pieces of. The whole thing was screwed.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked.... " Whats wrong-?.." He tilts his head picking up a cat and flopping next to her on the couch.

He leans his head against her long curls covering his face...

[seam-queen]

“Nothin’.” She shook her head, shutting off her phone. “How ‘bout we get y’ some different clothes, yea? It’ll be nicer.”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

Different clothes-?.... He blinked tilting his head.... " A new hospital gown-?..." He tilted his head confused

[seam-queen]

"Somethin' like jeans and a t-shirt, yea?" She gestured to her own clothes, which included a long-sleeve shirt under the pink tee.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

" Ah-..." He nodded scratching at old burns .... somewhat familiar burns

[seam-queen]

Seams glanced at the burns, quickly standing and walking to a dresser. Grabbing well(ish) fitting clothes, she tosed them onto Spades' lap. "There y' go. Anything's better than a hospital gown."

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked slipping off the gown almost immediately and into the clothes Seams gave him .... Mmm... they were warm and soft-...

[seam-queen]

She gave a quick thumbs up, sitting back down next to him. "So... got anything besides y' name?"

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

"mmmm no not really-..." He shook his head

[seam-queen]

"We'll figure it out then." Seams nodded, "Sound good? Y' can stay here for now, take the bed if y' want."

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He nodded petting the cats head.... Seams seemed so familiar-?.... he couldn't place it...

He stared at her

[seam-queen]

Seams stared back, her head tilting. She only spoke after a solid minute. "...Pyro?"

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

"Mm...?" He fidgeted-?.... oh dad would be very VERY mad his name was spades!!!! that was the one father had given him!! oh father would be VERY upset oh gods- His brow scrunched worry almost... "

My names spades-?..." he insisted

[seam-queen]

(( @arsonistic-tendencies ))

Seams led the kid into a dingy apartment building and up a few flights of stairs, dramatically opening the door to three cats lingering around, meowing like the mini choir they were for attention. “Here y’ go, cats.” She sagely nodded.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

The boy blinked for a moment processing.... cats?.... CATS-?... It took him a long while to register before gleefully falling to the ground and petting them gently

[seam-queen]

The fact she just took a child really hit, but she went ahead and locked the door anyway. “The brown one is Raccoon, the black and white is Bird, and the black one is Nocturne.—Avoid the possum.” She added after, “You got a name?”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked staring at the possum... Kittens in hand . " mm..?... a name?..." He rasped, His mind was hazy enough-... but... Spades ? seemed familiar....

" Spades- ?... I think-.."

[seam-queen]

“Spades? Works for me.” She shrugs, “Call me Seams, or Cece, depends where we’re at. Hungry? You’re like… ‘bout as skinny as me.”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

"....?.... where?...". He tilted his head looking down oh-.... He was pretty skinny... He nodded his head holding the kittens

[seam-queen]

She nodded with no other response, wandering into the kitchen and making a quick, very plain ham and cheese sandwich. Sean walked back and offered out, “Here y’ go, have at it. Just be careful the cats don’t get it, they love ham and get enough of it.”

She tugged off her mask, having her own scars, frown-like compared to his smile.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked looking up at seams with that StareTM of his....

He stared at her scars for a long while processing something.... " Did... Dad give you those-?..." He rasped eating the sandwhich rather quickly

He ignored the cats pawing for the sandwich finishing it quickly...

[seam-queen]

Dad? Dad? She must’ve actually stolen someone’s kid. This is fine. Seams has done worse. “Y’know, I don’t actually know who did, but I doubt it was y’ dad. Who’s he?”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked.... Most people usually knew who his dad-..... mm.... He forgot who dad was-.....

"..... Why wouldn't it be dad-?.... Odd of him to give you a frown-?..... he said I frowned too much-..."

[seam-queen]

“Bad people gave me a frown, so I dunno.” She shrugged, finding her place on the couch and pulling out her phone. “Are y’ from Gotham? I’d assume so.”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked staring at her phone.. " 'm yeah Gotham... I think.... A nice lady took me to arkham and... got out-..." He shrugged

" Mmm.. Dad isnt bad!... docs say he is but he just wants to make us happy..."

He explained

[seam-queen]

“Don’t blame y’ for not liking Arkham, they thought about puttin’ me in there once.” She scrolled on her phone, totally not about to take a casual look at Arkhams patient files. She’d at least like to know who she’s got here.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked.... " Why would you go to arkham..?" Seams managed to find a page on a similar enough file

Paitent 0223****

Preferred Alias : Pyro

The files seemed a mess , Refusal to co-operate struggles to behave and such....

[seam-queen]

“…Stuff. I dunno how to explain it. But right now, a whole lotta stuff.” She muttered, staring at the page that she vaguely remembers deleting bits and pieces of. The whole thing was screwed.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked.... " Whats wrong-?.." He tilts his head picking up a cat and flopping next to her on the couch.

He leans his head against her long curls covering his face...

[seam-queen]

“Nothin’.” She shook her head, shutting off her phone. “How ‘bout we get y’ some different clothes, yea? It’ll be nicer.”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

Different clothes-?.... He blinked tilting his head.... " A new hospital gown-?..." He tilted his head confused

[seam-queen]

"Somethin' like jeans and a t-shirt, yea?" She gestured to her own clothes, which included a long-sleeve shirt under the pink tee.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

" Ah-..." He nodded scratching at old burns .... somewhat familiar burns

[seam-queen]

Seams glanced at the burns, quickly standing and walking to a dresser. Grabbing well(ish) fitting clothes, she tosed them onto Spades' lap. "There y' go. Anything's better than a hospital gown."

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked slipping off the gown almost immediately and into the clothes Seams gave him .... Mmm... they were warm and soft-...

[seam-queen]

She gave a quick thumbs up, sitting back down next to him. "So... got anything besides y' name?"

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

"mmmm no not really-..." He shook his head

[seam-queen]

"We'll figure it out then." Seams nodded, "Sound good? Y' can stay here for now, take the bed if y' want."

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He nodded petting the cats head.... Seams seemed so familiar-?.... he couldn't place it...

He stared at her

[seam-queen]

(( @arsonistic-tendencies ))

Seams led the kid into a dingy apartment building and up a few flights of stairs, dramatically opening the door to three cats lingering around, meowing like the mini choir they were for attention. “Here y’ go, cats.” She sagely nodded.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

The boy blinked for a moment processing.... cats?.... CATS-?... It took him a long while to register before gleefully falling to the ground and petting them gently

[seam-queen]

The fact she just took a child really hit, but she went ahead and locked the door anyway. “The brown one is Raccoon, the black and white is Bird, and the black one is Nocturne.—Avoid the possum.” She added after, “You got a name?”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked staring at the possum... Kittens in hand . " mm..?... a name?..." He rasped, His mind was hazy enough-... but... Spades ? seemed familiar....

" Spades- ?... I think-.."

[seam-queen]

“Spades? Works for me.” She shrugs, “Call me Seams, or Cece, depends where we’re at. Hungry? You’re like… ‘bout as skinny as me.”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

"....?.... where?...". He tilted his head looking down oh-.... He was pretty skinny... He nodded his head holding the kittens

[seam-queen]

She nodded with no other response, wandering into the kitchen and making a quick, very plain ham and cheese sandwich. Sean walked back and offered out, “Here y’ go, have at it. Just be careful the cats don’t get it, they love ham and get enough of it.”

She tugged off her mask, having her own scars, frown-like compared to his smile.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked looking up at seams with that StareTM of his....

He stared at her scars for a long while processing something.... " Did... Dad give you those-?..." He rasped eating the sandwhich rather quickly

He ignored the cats pawing for the sandwich finishing it quickly...

[seam-queen]

Dad? Dad? She must’ve actually stolen someone’s kid. This is fine. Seams has done worse. “Y’know, I don’t actually know who did, but I doubt it was y’ dad. Who’s he?”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked.... Most people usually knew who his dad-..... mm.... He forgot who dad was-.....

"..... Why wouldn't it be dad-?.... Odd of him to give you a frown-?..... he said I frowned too much-..."

[seam-queen]

“Bad people gave me a frown, so I dunno.” She shrugged, finding her place on the couch and pulling out her phone. “Are y’ from Gotham? I’d assume so.”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked staring at her phone.. " 'm yeah Gotham... I think.... A nice lady took me to arkham and... got out-..." He shrugged

" Mmm.. Dad isnt bad!... docs say he is but he just wants to make us happy..."

He explained

[seam-queen]

“Don’t blame y’ for not liking Arkham, they thought about puttin’ me in there once.” She scrolled on her phone, totally not about to take a casual look at Arkhams patient files. She’d at least like to know who she’s got here.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked.... " Why would you go to arkham..?" Seams managed to find a page on a similar enough file

Paitent 0223****

Preferred Alias : Pyro

The files seemed a mess , Refusal to co-operate struggles to behave and such....

[seam-queen]

“…Stuff. I dunno how to explain it. But right now, a whole lotta stuff.” She muttered, staring at the page that she vaguely remembers deleting bits and pieces of. The whole thing was screwed.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked.... " Whats wrong-?.." He tilts his head picking up a cat and flopping next to her on the couch.

He leans his head against her long curls covering his face...

[seam-queen]

“Nothin’.” She shook her head, shutting off her phone. “How ‘bout we get y’ some different clothes, yea? It’ll be nicer.”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

Different clothes-?.... He blinked tilting his head.... " A new hospital gown-?..." He tilted his head confused

[seam-queen]

"Somethin' like jeans and a t-shirt, yea?" She gestured to her own clothes, which included a long-sleeve shirt under the pink tee.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

" Ah-..." He nodded scratching at old burns .... somewhat familiar burns

[seam-queen]

Seams glanced at the burns, quickly standing and walking to a dresser. Grabbing well(ish) fitting clothes, she tosed them onto Spades' lap. "There y' go. Anything's better than a hospital gown."

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked slipping off the gown almost immediately and into the clothes Seams gave him .... Mmm... they were warm and soft-...

[seam-queen]

She gave a quick thumbs up, sitting back down next to him. "So... got anything besides y' name?"

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

"mmmm no not really-..." He shook his head

[seam-queen]

(( @arsonistic-tendencies ))

Seams led the kid into a dingy apartment building and up a few flights of stairs, dramatically opening the door to three cats lingering around, meowing like the mini choir they were for attention. “Here y’ go, cats.” She sagely nodded.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

The boy blinked for a moment processing.... cats?.... CATS-?... It took him a long while to register before gleefully falling to the ground and petting them gently

[seam-queen]

The fact she just took a child really hit, but she went ahead and locked the door anyway. “The brown one is Raccoon, the black and white is Bird, and the black one is Nocturne.—Avoid the possum.” She added after, “You got a name?”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked staring at the possum... Kittens in hand . " mm..?... a name?..." He rasped, His mind was hazy enough-... but... Spades ? seemed familiar....

" Spades- ?... I think-.."

[seam-queen]

“Spades? Works for me.” She shrugs, “Call me Seams, or Cece, depends where we’re at. Hungry? You’re like… ‘bout as skinny as me.”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

"....?.... where?...". He tilted his head looking down oh-.... He was pretty skinny... He nodded his head holding the kittens

[seam-queen]

She nodded with no other response, wandering into the kitchen and making a quick, very plain ham and cheese sandwich. Sean walked back and offered out, “Here y’ go, have at it. Just be careful the cats don’t get it, they love ham and get enough of it.”

She tugged off her mask, having her own scars, frown-like compared to his smile.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked looking up at seams with that StareTM of his....

He stared at her scars for a long while processing something.... " Did... Dad give you those-?..." He rasped eating the sandwhich rather quickly

He ignored the cats pawing for the sandwich finishing it quickly...

[seam-queen]

Dad? Dad? She must’ve actually stolen someone’s kid. This is fine. Seams has done worse. “Y’know, I don’t actually know who did, but I doubt it was y’ dad. Who’s he?”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked.... Most people usually knew who his dad-..... mm.... He forgot who dad was-.....

"..... Why wouldn't it be dad-?.... Odd of him to give you a frown-?..... he said I frowned too much-..."

[seam-queen]

“Bad people gave me a frown, so I dunno.” She shrugged, finding her place on the couch and pulling out her phone. “Are y’ from Gotham? I’d assume so.”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked staring at her phone.. " 'm yeah Gotham... I think.... A nice lady took me to arkham and... got out-..." He shrugged

" Mmm.. Dad isnt bad!... docs say he is but he just wants to make us happy..."

He explained

[seam-queen]

“Don’t blame y’ for not liking Arkham, they thought about puttin’ me in there once.” She scrolled on her phone, totally not about to take a casual look at Arkhams patient files. She’d at least like to know who she’s got here.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked.... " Why would you go to arkham..?" Seams managed to find a page on a similar enough file

Paitent 0223****

Preferred Alias : Pyro

The files seemed a mess , Refusal to co-operate struggles to behave and such....

[seam-queen]

“…Stuff. I dunno how to explain it. But right now, a whole lotta stuff.” She muttered, staring at the page that she vaguely remembers deleting bits and pieces of. The whole thing was screwed.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked.... " Whats wrong-?.." He tilts his head picking up a cat and flopping next to her on the couch.

He leans his head against her long curls covering his face...

[seam-queen]

“Nothin’.” She shook her head, shutting off her phone. “How ‘bout we get y’ some different clothes, yea? It’ll be nicer.”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

Different clothes-?.... He blinked tilting his head.... " A new hospital gown-?..." He tilted his head confused

[seam-queen]

"Somethin' like jeans and a t-shirt, yea?" She gestured to her own clothes, which included a long-sleeve shirt under the pink tee.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

" Ah-..." He nodded scratching at old burns .... somewhat familiar burns

[seam-queen]

Seams glanced at the burns, quickly standing and walking to a dresser. Grabbing well(ish) fitting clothes, she tosed them onto Spades' lap. "There y' go. Anything's better than a hospital gown."

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked slipping off the gown almost immediately and into the clothes Seams gave him .... Mmm... they were warm and soft-...

[seam-queen]

(( @arsonistic-tendencies ))

Seams led the kid into a dingy apartment building and up a few flights of stairs, dramatically opening the door to three cats lingering around, meowing like the mini choir they were for attention. “Here y’ go, cats.” She sagely nodded.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

The boy blinked for a moment processing.... cats?.... CATS-?... It took him a long while to register before gleefully falling to the ground and petting them gently

[seam-queen]

The fact she just took a child really hit, but she went ahead and locked the door anyway. “The brown one is Raccoon, the black and white is Bird, and the black one is Nocturne.—Avoid the possum.” She added after, “You got a name?”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked staring at the possum... Kittens in hand . " mm..?... a name?..." He rasped, His mind was hazy enough-... but... Spades ? seemed familiar....

" Spades- ?... I think-.."

[seam-queen]

“Spades? Works for me.” She shrugs, “Call me Seams, or Cece, depends where we’re at. Hungry? You’re like… ‘bout as skinny as me.”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

"....?.... where?...". He tilted his head looking down oh-.... He was pretty skinny... He nodded his head holding the kittens

[seam-queen]

She nodded with no other response, wandering into the kitchen and making a quick, very plain ham and cheese sandwich. Sean walked back and offered out, “Here y’ go, have at it. Just be careful the cats don’t get it, they love ham and get enough of it.”

She tugged off her mask, having her own scars, frown-like compared to his smile.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked looking up at seams with that StareTM of his....

He stared at her scars for a long while processing something.... " Did... Dad give you those-?..." He rasped eating the sandwhich rather quickly

He ignored the cats pawing for the sandwich finishing it quickly...

[seam-queen]

Dad? Dad? She must’ve actually stolen someone’s kid. This is fine. Seams has done worse. “Y’know, I don’t actually know who did, but I doubt it was y’ dad. Who’s he?”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked.... Most people usually knew who his dad-..... mm.... He forgot who dad was-.....

"..... Why wouldn't it be dad-?.... Odd of him to give you a frown-?..... he said I frowned too much-..."

[seam-queen]

“Bad people gave me a frown, so I dunno.” She shrugged, finding her place on the couch and pulling out her phone. “Are y’ from Gotham? I’d assume so.”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked staring at her phone.. " 'm yeah Gotham... I think.... A nice lady took me to arkham and... got out-..." He shrugged

" Mmm.. Dad isnt bad!... docs say he is but he just wants to make us happy..."

He explained

[seam-queen]

“Don’t blame y’ for not liking Arkham, they thought about puttin’ me in there once.” She scrolled on her phone, totally not about to take a casual look at Arkhams patient files. She’d at least like to know who she’s got here.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked.... " Why would you go to arkham..?" Seams managed to find a page on a similar enough file

Paitent 0223****

Preferred Alias : Pyro

The files seemed a mess , Refusal to co-operate struggles to behave and such....

[seam-queen]

“…Stuff. I dunno how to explain it. But right now, a whole lotta stuff.” She muttered, staring at the page that she vaguely remembers deleting bits and pieces of. The whole thing was screwed.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked.... " Whats wrong-?.." He tilts his head picking up a cat and flopping next to her on the couch.

He leans his head against her long curls covering his face...

[seam-queen]

“Nothin’.” She shook her head, shutting off her phone. “How ‘bout we get y’ some different clothes, yea? It’ll be nicer.”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

Different clothes-?.... He blinked tilting his head.... " A new hospital gown-?..." He tilted his head confused

[seam-queen]

"Somethin' like jeans and a t-shirt, yea?" She gestured to her own clothes, which included a long-sleeve shirt under the pink tee.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

" Ah-..." He nodded scratching at old burns .... somewhat familiar burns

[seam-queen]

(( @arsonistic-tendencies ))

Seams led the kid into a dingy apartment building and up a few flights of stairs, dramatically opening the door to three cats lingering around, meowing like the mini choir they were for attention. “Here y’ go, cats.” She sagely nodded.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

The boy blinked for a moment processing.... cats?.... CATS-?... It took him a long while to register before gleefully falling to the ground and petting them gently

[seam-queen]

The fact she just took a child really hit, but she went ahead and locked the door anyway. “The brown one is Raccoon, the black and white is Bird, and the black one is Nocturne.—Avoid the possum.” She added after, “You got a name?”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked staring at the possum... Kittens in hand . " mm..?... a name?..." He rasped, His mind was hazy enough-... but... Spades ? seemed familiar....

" Spades- ?... I think-.."

[seam-queen]

“Spades? Works for me.” She shrugs, “Call me Seams, or Cece, depends where we’re at. Hungry? You’re like… ‘bout as skinny as me.”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

"....?.... where?...". He tilted his head looking down oh-.... He was pretty skinny... He nodded his head holding the kittens

[seam-queen]

She nodded with no other response, wandering into the kitchen and making a quick, very plain ham and cheese sandwich. Sean walked back and offered out, “Here y’ go, have at it. Just be careful the cats don’t get it, they love ham and get enough of it.”

She tugged off her mask, having her own scars, frown-like compared to his smile.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked looking up at seams with that StareTM of his....

He stared at her scars for a long while processing something.... " Did... Dad give you those-?..." He rasped eating the sandwhich rather quickly

He ignored the cats pawing for the sandwich finishing it quickly...

[seam-queen]

Dad? Dad? She must’ve actually stolen someone’s kid. This is fine. Seams has done worse. “Y’know, I don’t actually know who did, but I doubt it was y’ dad. Who’s he?”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked.... Most people usually knew who his dad-..... mm.... He forgot who dad was-.....

"..... Why wouldn't it be dad-?.... Odd of him to give you a frown-?..... he said I frowned too much-..."

[seam-queen]

“Bad people gave me a frown, so I dunno.” She shrugged, finding her place on the couch and pulling out her phone. “Are y’ from Gotham? I’d assume so.”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked staring at her phone.. " 'm yeah Gotham... I think.... A nice lady took me to arkham and... got out-..." He shrugged

" Mmm.. Dad isnt bad!... docs say he is but he just wants to make us happy..."

He explained

[seam-queen]

“Don’t blame y’ for not liking Arkham, they thought about puttin’ me in there once.” She scrolled on her phone, totally not about to take a casual look at Arkhams patient files. She’d at least like to know who she’s got here.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked.... " Why would you go to arkham..?" Seams managed to find a page on a similar enough file

Paitent 0223****

Preferred Alias : Pyro

The files seemed a mess , Refusal to co-operate struggles to behave and such....

[seam-queen]

“…Stuff. I dunno how to explain it. But right now, a whole lotta stuff.” She muttered, staring at the page that she vaguely remembers deleting bits and pieces of. The whole thing was screwed.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked.... " Whats wrong-?.." He tilts his head picking up a cat and flopping next to her on the couch.

He leans his head against her long curls covering his face...

[seam-queen]

“Nothin’.” She shook her head, shutting off her phone. “How ‘bout we get y’ some different clothes, yea? It’ll be nicer.”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

Different clothes-?.... He blinked tilting his head.... " A new hospital gown-?..." He tilted his head confused

[seam-queen]

(( @arsonistic-tendencies ))

Seams led the kid into a dingy apartment building and up a few flights of stairs, dramatically opening the door to three cats lingering around, meowing like the mini choir they were for attention. “Here y’ go, cats.” She sagely nodded.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

The boy blinked for a moment processing.... cats?.... CATS-?... It took him a long while to register before gleefully falling to the ground and petting them gently

[seam-queen]

The fact she just took a child really hit, but she went ahead and locked the door anyway. “The brown one is Raccoon, the black and white is Bird, and the black one is Nocturne.—Avoid the possum.” She added after, “You got a name?”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked staring at the possum... Kittens in hand . " mm..?... a name?..." He rasped, His mind was hazy enough-... but... Spades ? seemed familiar....

" Spades- ?... I think-.."

[seam-queen]

“Spades? Works for me.” She shrugs, “Call me Seams, or Cece, depends where we’re at. Hungry? You’re like… ‘bout as skinny as me.”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

"....?.... where?...". He tilted his head looking down oh-.... He was pretty skinny... He nodded his head holding the kittens

[seam-queen]

She nodded with no other response, wandering into the kitchen and making a quick, very plain ham and cheese sandwich. Sean walked back and offered out, “Here y’ go, have at it. Just be careful the cats don’t get it, they love ham and get enough of it.”

She tugged off her mask, having her own scars, frown-like compared to his smile.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked looking up at seams with that StareTM of his....

He stared at her scars for a long while processing something.... " Did... Dad give you those-?..." He rasped eating the sandwhich rather quickly

He ignored the cats pawing for the sandwich finishing it quickly...

[seam-queen]

Dad? Dad? She must’ve actually stolen someone’s kid. This is fine. Seams has done worse. “Y’know, I don’t actually know who did, but I doubt it was y’ dad. Who’s he?”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked.... Most people usually knew who his dad-..... mm.... He forgot who dad was-.....

"..... Why wouldn't it be dad-?.... Odd of him to give you a frown-?..... he said I frowned too much-..."

[seam-queen]

“Bad people gave me a frown, so I dunno.” She shrugged, finding her place on the couch and pulling out her phone. “Are y’ from Gotham? I’d assume so.”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked staring at her phone.. " 'm yeah Gotham... I think.... A nice lady took me to arkham and... got out-..." He shrugged

" Mmm.. Dad isnt bad!... docs say he is but he just wants to make us happy..."

He explained

[seam-queen]

“Don’t blame y’ for not liking Arkham, they thought about puttin’ me in there once.” She scrolled on her phone, totally not about to take a casual look at Arkhams patient files. She’d at least like to know who she’s got here.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked.... " Why would you go to arkham..?" Seams managed to find a page on a similar enough file

Paitent 0223****

Preferred Alias : Pyro

The files seemed a mess , Refusal to co-operate struggles to behave and such....

[seam-queen]

“…Stuff. I dunno how to explain it. But right now, a whole lotta stuff.” She muttered, staring at the page that she vaguely remembers deleting bits and pieces of. The whole thing was screwed.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked.... " Whats wrong-?.." He tilts his head picking up a cat and flopping next to her on the couch.

He leans his head against her long curls covering his face...

[seam-queen]

(( @arsonistic-tendencies ))

Seams led the kid into a dingy apartment building and up a few flights of stairs, dramatically opening the door to three cats lingering around, meowing like the mini choir they were for attention. “Here y’ go, cats.” She sagely nodded.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

The boy blinked for a moment processing.... cats?.... CATS-?... It took him a long while to register before gleefully falling to the ground and petting them gently

[seam-queen]

The fact she just took a child really hit, but she went ahead and locked the door anyway. “The brown one is Raccoon, the black and white is Bird, and the black one is Nocturne.—Avoid the possum.” She added after, “You got a name?”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked staring at the possum... Kittens in hand . " mm..?... a name?..." He rasped, His mind was hazy enough-... but... Spades ? seemed familiar....

" Spades- ?... I think-.."

[seam-queen]

“Spades? Works for me.” She shrugs, “Call me Seams, or Cece, depends where we’re at. Hungry? You’re like… ‘bout as skinny as me.”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

"....?.... where?...". He tilted his head looking down oh-.... He was pretty skinny... He nodded his head holding the kittens

[seam-queen]

She nodded with no other response, wandering into the kitchen and making a quick, very plain ham and cheese sandwich. Sean walked back and offered out, “Here y’ go, have at it. Just be careful the cats don’t get it, they love ham and get enough of it.”

She tugged off her mask, having her own scars, frown-like compared to his smile.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked looking up at seams with that StareTM of his....

He stared at her scars for a long while processing something.... " Did... Dad give you those-?..." He rasped eating the sandwhich rather quickly

He ignored the cats pawing for the sandwich finishing it quickly...

[seam-queen]

Dad? Dad? She must’ve actually stolen someone’s kid. This is fine. Seams has done worse. “Y’know, I don’t actually know who did, but I doubt it was y’ dad. Who’s he?”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked.... Most people usually knew who his dad-..... mm.... He forgot who dad was-.....

"..... Why wouldn't it be dad-?.... Odd of him to give you a frown-?..... he said I frowned too much-..."

[seam-queen]

“Bad people gave me a frown, so I dunno.” She shrugged, finding her place on the couch and pulling out her phone. “Are y’ from Gotham? I’d assume so.”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked staring at her phone.. " 'm yeah Gotham... I think.... A nice lady took me to arkham and... got out-..." He shrugged

" Mmm.. Dad isnt bad!... docs say he is but he just wants to make us happy..."

He explained

[seam-queen]

“Don’t blame y’ for not liking Arkham, they thought about puttin’ me in there once.” She scrolled on her phone, totally not about to take a casual look at Arkhams patient files. She’d at least like to know who she’s got here.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked.... " Why would you go to arkham..?" Seams managed to find a page on a similar enough file

Paitent 0223****

Preferred Alias : Pyro

The files seemed a mess , Refusal to co-operate struggles to behave and such....

[seam-queen]

(( @arsonistic-tendencies ))

Seams led the kid into a dingy apartment building and up a few flights of stairs, dramatically opening the door to three cats lingering around, meowing like the mini choir they were for attention. “Here y’ go, cats.” She sagely nodded.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

The boy blinked for a moment processing.... cats?.... CATS-?... It took him a long while to register before gleefully falling to the ground and petting them gently

[seam-queen]

The fact she just took a child really hit, but she went ahead and locked the door anyway. “The brown one is Raccoon, the black and white is Bird, and the black one is Nocturne.—Avoid the possum.” She added after, “You got a name?”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked staring at the possum... Kittens in hand . " mm..?... a name?..." He rasped, His mind was hazy enough-... but... Spades ? seemed familiar....

" Spades- ?... I think-.."

[seam-queen]

“Spades? Works for me.” She shrugs, “Call me Seams, or Cece, depends where we’re at. Hungry? You’re like… ‘bout as skinny as me.”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

"....?.... where?...". He tilted his head looking down oh-.... He was pretty skinny... He nodded his head holding the kittens

[seam-queen]

She nodded with no other response, wandering into the kitchen and making a quick, very plain ham and cheese sandwich. Sean walked back and offered out, “Here y’ go, have at it. Just be careful the cats don’t get it, they love ham and get enough of it.”

She tugged off her mask, having her own scars, frown-like compared to his smile.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked looking up at seams with that StareTM of his....

He stared at her scars for a long while processing something.... " Did... Dad give you those-?..." He rasped eating the sandwhich rather quickly

He ignored the cats pawing for the sandwich finishing it quickly...

[seam-queen]

Dad? Dad? She must’ve actually stolen someone’s kid. This is fine. Seams has done worse. “Y’know, I don’t actually know who did, but I doubt it was y’ dad. Who’s he?”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked.... Most people usually knew who his dad-..... mm.... He forgot who dad was-.....

"..... Why wouldn't it be dad-?.... Odd of him to give you a frown-?..... he said I frowned too much-..."

[seam-queen]

“Bad people gave me a frown, so I dunno.” She shrugged, finding her place on the couch and pulling out her phone. “Are y’ from Gotham? I’d assume so.”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked staring at her phone.. " 'm yeah Gotham... I think.... A nice lady took me to arkham and... got out-..." He shrugged

" Mmm.. Dad isnt bad!... docs say he is but he just wants to make us happy..."

He explained

[seam-queen]

(( @arsonistic-tendencies ))

Seams led the kid into a dingy apartment building and up a few flights of stairs, dramatically opening the door to three cats lingering around, meowing like the mini choir they were for attention. “Here y’ go, cats.” She sagely nodded.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

The boy blinked for a moment processing.... cats?.... CATS-?... It took him a long while to register before gleefully falling to the ground and petting them gently

[seam-queen]

The fact she just took a child really hit, but she went ahead and locked the door anyway. “The brown one is Raccoon, the black and white is Bird, and the black one is Nocturne.—Avoid the possum.” She added after, “You got a name?”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked staring at the possum... Kittens in hand . " mm..?... a name?..." He rasped, His mind was hazy enough-... but... Spades ? seemed familiar....

" Spades- ?... I think-.."

[seam-queen]

“Spades? Works for me.” She shrugs, “Call me Seams, or Cece, depends where we’re at. Hungry? You’re like… ‘bout as skinny as me.”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

"....?.... where?...". He tilted his head looking down oh-.... He was pretty skinny... He nodded his head holding the kittens

[seam-queen]

She nodded with no other response, wandering into the kitchen and making a quick, very plain ham and cheese sandwich. Sean walked back and offered out, “Here y’ go, have at it. Just be careful the cats don’t get it, they love ham and get enough of it.”

She tugged off her mask, having her own scars, frown-like compared to his smile.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked looking up at seams with that StareTM of his....

He stared at her scars for a long while processing something.... " Did... Dad give you those-?..." He rasped eating the sandwhich rather quickly

He ignored the cats pawing for the sandwich finishing it quickly...

[seam-queen]

Dad? Dad? She must’ve actually stolen someone’s kid. This is fine. Seams has done worse. “Y’know, I don’t actually know who did, but I doubt it was y’ dad. Who’s he?”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked.... Most people usually knew who his dad-..... mm.... He forgot who dad was-.....

"..... Why wouldn't it be dad-?.... Odd of him to give you a frown-?..... he said I frowned too much-..."

[seam-queen]

(( @arsonistic-tendencies ))

Seams led the kid into a dingy apartment building and up a few flights of stairs, dramatically opening the door to three cats lingering around, meowing like the mini choir they were for attention. “Here y’ go, cats.” She sagely nodded.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

The boy blinked for a moment processing.... cats?.... CATS-?... It took him a long while to register before gleefully falling to the ground and petting them gently

[seam-queen]

The fact she just took a child really hit, but she went ahead and locked the door anyway. “The brown one is Raccoon, the black and white is Bird, and the black one is Nocturne.—Avoid the possum.” She added after, “You got a name?”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked staring at the possum... Kittens in hand . " mm..?... a name?..." He rasped, His mind was hazy enough-... but... Spades ? seemed familiar....

" Spades- ?... I think-.."

[seam-queen]

“Spades? Works for me.” She shrugs, “Call me Seams, or Cece, depends where we’re at. Hungry? You’re like… ‘bout as skinny as me.”

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

"....?.... where?...". He tilted his head looking down oh-.... He was pretty skinny... He nodded his head holding the kittens

[seam-queen]

She nodded with no other response, wandering into the kitchen and making a quick, very plain ham and cheese sandwich. Sean walked back and offered out, “Here y’ go, have at it. Just be careful the cats don’t get it, they love ham and get enough of it.”

She tugged off her mask, having her own scars, frown-like compared to his smile.

[ars0nistic-tendencies]

He blinked looking up at seams with that StareTM of his....

He stared at her scars for a long while processing something.... " Did... Dad give you those-?..." He rasped eating the sandwhich rather quickly

He ignored the cats pawing for the sandwich finishing it quickly...