GCPD's Okay-est

Case notes and activities of Dr. Elsie S. Khalii, forensic pathologist and coroner for the Gotham City Police Department. All entries contained within are the property of the GCPD, and subject to altercation and deletion for the purpose of public...

[dr-khalii]

☠ - March Hare (@neverendingteaparty)

Elsie’s heart pounded feverishly against her sternum as she recognized the woman now pinning her to the brick wall of the nearest alleyway. Oh, this was not good. Their last meeting had ended on very poor terms, and Elsie was 99% sure she’d been personally responsible for getting March Hare sent to Blackgate on more than one occasion. She clenched her jaw in mute terror, not daring to move a muscle.

[neverendingteaparty]

dr-khalii‌:

Elsie didn’t know what to say. Going out on her own to investigate was already bordering vigilante justice, (although current administration was already considerably lax on that particular charge), but working with organized criminals without the knowledge of Commissioner Gordon? That wasn’t a line she was willing to cross. She sputtered for something to say; thankfully, Edward broke the silence for her.

“The GCPD has resources that are undeniably valuable in a case such as this,” Edward said, palming the handle of his cane and beginning to twirl it idly as he reasoned aloud. “However, Gordon isn’t going to work with criminals again unless he absolutely has to, and he’s certainly not going to bring two onto the case. Given the legal elusivity of Sionis, however, and the cost on the line, he’s going to turn to a detective who doesn’t need a badge.”

“You mean the Bat? Isn’t he going to be more trouble for us?” 

By ‘us’ she meant herself and Nygma. Elsie was just another cop, nevermind that not being her actual title. Harriet didn’t look at Elsie at this point. She was pissed. She had actually been growing quite fond of her. She should have seen this coming the second they teamed up.

[dr-khalii]

"Yes, unfortunately," Edward said with a sigh. "However, if I were a betting man, I'd wager just about anything that he's already been on this case from the beginning. Missing children, Sionis...the detective wouldn't let that slide, even if he were busy with other cases." Not missing a beat, he turned to regard Elsie. "Isn't that right?"

"...Yes, that's right," Elsie admitted, albeit a bit hesitantly. "There was an incident at the old Vitti mansion where we found evidence suggesting one of the missing children had been there. When I went to investigate, I found the old Prohibition tunnels were being used, and ran into some of Sionis' men. Batman showed up to deal with the situation, and he's had access to our case files on it since then."

Elsie couldn't miss March Hare's contempt even if she tried, and she couldn't help being a bit frustrated. Couldn't she understand that this situation was delicate? No, Elsie realized with a bit of a huff, she probably couldn't. Edward had at least made a point of attempting to reform, but March Hare went around town dressed as a glorified rabbit and toting a tommy gun for fun. 'Delicate' obviously wasn't in her vocabulary. At any rate, Elsie wasn't going to let her rush headlong into this and potentially put those children in even more danger than they already were in.

[fear-and-control]

Dracula AU: Lydia Scarlet (@lydialimpetslibrary) as Mina Harker

“Unclean, unclean!  I must touch him or kiss him no more.  Oh, that it should be that it is I who am now his worst enemy, and whom he may have most cause to fear!”

[dr-khalii]

The Blood is the Life

[neverendingteaparty]

dr-khalii:

That only raised more questions. These were very persistent delusions, which was not entirely uncommon for schizophrenia, nor for Tetch, if his medical records were anything to go by. The overall cohesiveness of them, however, was atypical. Perhaps sitting in on one of these “parties” would not go entirely amiss, if proper security measures were taken.

“Do you think you could clarify-” Joan began. She was interrupted, however, by the sudden unannounced opening of the door by a surly guard.

“Time’s up, doctor,” he said. Joan glanced at her clock.

“We’ve barely been here for half an hour,” she said. “If you wouldn’t mind, I am in the middle of a sess-”

“Can’t wait,” the guard insisted. “We got orders to take him back to his cell.” Before she could get a word in edgewise, four separate guards had rushed into her office, and were jerking Jervis suddenly to his feet.

“No…NO! We haven’t finished, you mindless misbegotten pack of cards!”

Jervis struggled against the four guards as they tried forcibly displacing him from his seat. It wasn’t uncommon for Tetch to resisting against the security. Everyone in Arkham knew how much Tetch resented the guards. 

This ordeal, however, was the breaking point as they would soon figure out. 

[dr-khalii]

Joan Leland was not a woman prone to anger.  However, even she couldn’t help her frustrated groan as Tetch was wrenched to his feet.

“Will you please just-” Joan objected, rising to her feet and attempting to put herself between the guards and the door.  It was to no avail, though- they merely shouldered past her, and dragged Tetch kicking and cursing down the hall and back towards his cell.  Joan took a moment to straighten herself before throwing herself out the door...nearly colliding with the woman standing outside of it.

“Oh, I’m so sorry...Dr. Khalii, is that you?”

[dr-khalii]

☠ - March Hare (@neverendingteaparty)

Elsie’s heart pounded feverishly against her sternum as she recognized the woman now pinning her to the brick wall of the nearest alleyway. Oh, this was not good. Their last meeting had ended on very poor terms, and Elsie was 99% sure she’d been personally responsible for getting March Hare sent to Blackgate on more than one occasion. She clenched her jaw in mute terror, not daring to move a muscle.

[neverendingteaparty]

dr-khalii:

Elsie couldn’t help but feel a bit bewildered by this side of March Hare. Yet how could she talk, when she kept in contact with the Riddler? This was so much more than black and white; had always been so much more than black and white. A part of her launched instantly into the defensive, and she balled her fists, squaring her shoulders…and yet, another part of her realized that March Hare was right.

“…What do you suggest we do, then?” Elsie asked.

Edward, for his part, was completely silent. But watching him there, hands gripping the head of his cane ever-so slightly tighter, lips pursed together, one could almost hear the well-oiled gears of his brain whirring.

Harriet didn’t know how to respond to that question, Elsie was the one worried about her precious job, not her. Why was she being so difficult? 

“I don’t know! I don’t answer to the GCPD, obviously. Why should I wait ‘til the commissioner gives me the okay to get involved?” she exclaimed exasperatedly, refusing to back down, “Cause, either way, I’m putting an end to damn mess whether you like it or not. All I care about is protecting those kids and seeing Sionis get what he fucking deserves.  I thought doing it together would make things easier, but apparently, I was wrong.”

Harriet rubbed her temples in frustration before turning to Nygma, he had been quiet for quite some time, “Penny for your thoughts, Mr. Nygma?”

[dr-khalii]

Elsie didn't know what to say. Going out on her own to investigate was already bordering vigilante justice, (although current administration was already considerably lax on that particular charge), but working with organized criminals without the knowledge of Commissioner Gordon? That wasn't a line she was willing to cross. She sputtered for something to say; thankfully, Edward broke the silence for her.

"The GCPD has resources that are undeniably valuable in a case such as this," Edward said, palming the handle of his cane and beginning to twirl it idly as he reasoned aloud. "However, Gordon isn't going to work with criminals again unless he absolutely has to, and he's certainly not going to bring two onto the case. Given the legal elusivity of Sionis, however, and the cost on the line, he's going to turn to a detective who doesn't need a badge."

[brothersebastianscompendium]

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[dr-khalii]

The Blood is the Life

[neverendingteaparty]

dr-khalii:

Joan had absolutely no desire to dine with the man, but she knew better than to outright refuse his offer. “I’ll have to see if I can arrange it, Jervis. Security here is very strict, as I’m sure you’re well aware.”

She didn’t have her notebook with her. She found that patients were often more willing to open up when they didn’t feel as if they were being probed and studied. Still, she made a mental note of what he had told her.

“It must be quite the responsibility, hosting such a large party.”

“I’m aware…” Jervis said, a scowl quickly replaced his previous smile. He would have to deal with them. That shouldn’t be so hard soon enough, he was already capable of controlling ‘bird brains’. 

“I wouldn’t say so. They submit quite easily. Though, it does take patience…” Jervis replied absentmindedly with an amused smile as if he just thought of an inside joke. He had a distant look in his eyes.

[dr-khalii]

That only raised more questions. These were very persistent delusions, which was not entirely uncommon for schizophrenia, nor for Tetch, if his medical records were anything to go by. The overall cohesiveness of them, however, was atypical. Perhaps sitting in on one of these "parties" would not go entirely amiss, if proper security measures were taken.

"Do you think you could clarify-" Joan began. She was interrupted, however, by the sudden unannounced opening of the door by a surly guard.

"Time's up, doctor," he said. Joan glanced at her clock.

"We've barely been here for half an hour," she said. "If you wouldn't mind, I am in the middle of a sess-"

"Can't wait," the guard insisted. "We got orders to take him back to his cell." Before she could get a word in edgewise, four separate guards had rushed into her office, and were jerking Jervis suddenly to his feet.

[dr-khalii]

Gotham by Gaslight AU: Elsie Khalii

“She was merely an actress who had been forced to perform her part on stage without fully knowing her lines. She was not real.”

-Thorns in the Shadow

[dr-khalii]

“Gotham by Gaslight” headcanons for Elsie S. Khalii:

She lives in relative poverty with her brother Amir in a small flat near the Financial District: they get by, but only just.  Their landlord isn’t very fond of the two of them, but he can’t quite justify kicking them out.

Rather than a forensic pathologist, Elsie makes her living as a curator at the Gotham City Museum of Natural History, where she is all but overlooked.  That suits her well, though: with no-one paying her any mind, she’s been able to teach herself all about the fascinating exhibits she tends to.  She has her own ideas about the field of biology, but she’d never get any of them published.  That doesn’t stop her from keeping a detailed journal, though.

Elsie keeps the majority of her life a secret.  That includes her religion, which would no doubt ostracize her even more from the largely conservative, Protestant population.  She owns a small, beaten-down Quran, which never leaves her person.

There are things that even Amir, her sole confidant, can never be privy to.  Her “unnatural affection for the female population” could never be revealed; no matter how much she trusts her dear brother, the fear of persecution and possible death keeps her lips tightly sealed.

When a valuable collection of Sir Charles Darwin’s notes goes missing one night and the oh-so vigilant GCPD are unable to locate it, Elsie takes it upon herself to track down the culprit and return the notes to their rightful place.  The streets of Gotham are no place for a woman at night...alone.  Who knows who (or what) she might meet along the way?

[thegreatvampirekiller]

“Heroes aren’t fearless. Heroes are brave, bravery requires fear, and fear is born of loving something enough that its loss would break you.”

— wordsbyjm (via wordsnquotes)

[lovelysuggestions]

dont underestimate the power of kindness. strength is not being cold hearted and aloof, it’s being amicable in the face of bitterness or gentle with those who need to be loved. so please, if nothing else, be kind.

[princesshamlet-deactivated20210]

[theglowpt2-deactivated20200101]

[pyrlspite]

[dr-khalii]

@scarletexlibris

[poor-unhappy-erika]

“You must know that I am made of death, from head to foot, and it is a corpse who loves you and adores you and will never, never leave you!”

Independent, semi-selective RP for Erika, the Phantom of the Opera

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Penned by Hannah

[the-artificem]

shut up this is literally every lesbian in this site

[dr-khalii]

The Blood is the Life

[neverendingteaparty]

dr-khalii:

Yes, something was most definitely different. Joan wanted to ask him outright, but she was certain he wouldn’t give her a straight answer. This was going to take some careful maneuvering.

“A new guest?” Joan asked, folding her hands in her lap. “Do you often receive new guests, Jervis, or is this a special occasion?”

Jervis thought about her question for a bit, not really sure how he could explain it, “It’s a gradual thing, flies invite spiders and they start to catch the eyes of birds. It’s all about connections and control over those connections. It’s an ever-growing party, and I am the host…”

…awaiting the guest of honor…

Tetch hummed to himself as he reminisced what he was promised by his master, until then, of course, he’ll be patient, “Perhaps you’ll like to join us for tea sometime? I’ll be sure to introduce you to everyone.” 

[dr-khalii]

Joan had absolutely no desire to dine with the man, but she knew better than to outright refuse his offer. "I'll have to see if I can arrange it, Jervis. Security here is very strict, as I'm sure you're well aware."

She didn't have her notebook with her. She found that patients were often more willing to open up when they didn't feel as if they were being probed and studied. Still, she made a mental note of what he had told her.

"It must be quite the responsibility, hosting such a large party."

[biomedicalephemera]

Disarticulated bones of the skull

The skull consists of 22 bones; 16 in the neurocranium (brain-case), and 8 in the endocranium (facial bones). At birth, these bones are not secured tightly together - this allows for passage of the infant through the birth canal (newborn heads are often cone-shaped for the first few days, if delivered vaginally), and allows for the rapid expansion of the brain during the first several years of life

By adulthood, however, the skull is one cohesive unit, and one of the strongest and least-deformable structures in nature. For human skulls, upwards of one ton of force (if evenly applied) is required to depress the bone just one centimeter. Of course, fractures and punctures can weaken the structural integrity of the skull significantly. Anatomical Atlas, Illustrative of the Structure of the Human Body. Henry H. Smith, 1867.

[visionofanarchy]

Platonic Touch

[0000000000011]

Sometimes, characters want contact that has nothing to do with sex or violence. Send one of these for your character to reach out to mine.

Shoulder Clasp

Across the Shoulder hug

Hair Ruffle

Gentle headlock

Full body lean

Feet in lap

Head in lap

Hair petting

Ambush hug

Not so ambush hug

Pulling mine into their lap

Cheek kiss

Forehead kiss

Brushing hair out of mine’s face

Fixing shirt collar

Fixing shirt cuffs

Fixing a clothing tag

Tying shoes

Taking off shoes

Carrying while half asleep

Hand holding

Leaning their head on mine’s shoulder tiredly

Absently tracing patterns on the nearest exposed skin

Pushing glasses into place

Offering their drink

Offering their snack

Kissing the back of mine’s hand

Looping their arm around mine’s waist and leaning against mine’s back

Crawling into bed with

Using shoulder as a pillow

Pulling mine’s arm around their shoulder

Hair brushing

Brushing lint off of

Giving a foot massage

Giving a back massage

Giving a scalp massage

Rubbing circles on mine’s back

Sharing a secret smile

Booping the nose

Touching noses together

Resting foreheads together

Resting cheeks together

Sharing a blanket

Taking over mine’s seat while they’re in it

Poking with fingers/toes

Painting mine’s nails

Putting jewelry on mine

Doing mine’s hair

Pinkie promise

High five

Fist bump

Secret handshake

Hipcheck

Pulling mine into a dance

Initiate a tickle fight

[vampireapologist-archive-deacti]

i have 15 years’ worth of outstanding library fines in three separate cities and it’s my hope that eventually a bounty hunter librarian will come to collect and we’ll get in a bar fight and fall in love

[vampireapologist-archive-deacti]

I also can’t rent movies in two different towns so there’s that.

[vampireapologist-archive-deacti]

I’m newly terrified by the implication that librarians aren’t people and I’ve misjudged what exactly I’m up against

[dr-khalii]

@scarletexlibris