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iustitiaobtinet:

The look that the other man flashed Detective Gordon wasn’t lost on Kara and she shot him a rather scathing look of her own. The blonde knew how people liked to sugarcoat things ut she wouldn’t stand for it now and she was glad that the young detective was telling her exactly what was going on. Kara wasn’t sure about this man. She kept her eyes on him for a few more moments before turning her attention right back to Detective Gordon. Once he’d finished speaking, she knew that whatever he needed of her, she’d do. She wasn’t sure if she trusted the other two and Kara was usually a really good judge of character, for the most part at least. At Jim’s words, Kara Tilted her head to the side and smiled softly, “It won’t be easy but….i’m sure if we can find them quickly then there may be a good chance of helping them. I don’t want to hurt anyone for something that wasn’t their fault…” She glaced at Barnes again briefly before looking back, “…even if they weren’t the best people. Everyone deserves a chance at redemption.”  When Kara was being addressed by this barnes guy, she listened, but showing him that she still wasn’t overly keen on him with her expression. As he talked, she folded her arms across her chest and nodded. The breakdown was good, and she knew before they even tackled Strange that they needed to tackle the inmates that were no loose with no clue of what was happening to them. The thought made her incredibly sad. Some had more than likely done some really bad things but that didn’t mean they deserved what this crazed lunatic had done.  After she’d asked her question, she didn’t expect the blurted answer that Jim gave and it caused her to give a shy smile and duck her head down. She cleared her throat and looked back up, the smile still playing around the edges of her lips. A hotel would mean that she might not hear everything as soon as it happened and that wouldn’t be good. Staying with someone part of the investigation would probably be better. “I don’t mind if I stay with you, i’m thinking given the case it might actually be better?” She pointed out with a shrug before tilting her head to the side. “I’ll have to go and collect some things from National City if I’m going to be here for more than a day or so though…” She couldn’t be Supergirl the entire time - not when she’d need to be discreet when following leads - it meant she may need to give up her secret identity eventually as well. 

Watching the exchange between Barnes and Kara, Jim knew it wouldn’t be long before she was asking for ANSWERS. One of the major downfalls in Gotham had always been, and maybe always would be, the ever changing political aspects. The crime bosses seemed to earn more respect than SUSPICION, and even the leaders who’d sworn to protect and serve were under someone’s thumb. Nothing was ever as easy as right and wrong. At least, not for everyone else. It usually felt pretty cut and dry for him, hence the reason he wasn’t anyone’s favorite around the precinct. It made him wonder if he shouldn’t go ahead and WARN her. Despite her abilities, and how much the city NEEDED her, he had a feeling she might run into some of the same issues. In fact, maybe bringing it up straightaway was a fantastic idea. Might help cover his blunder. Who the hell asks a girl ( Supergirl at that ) to stay with them three seconds after the introductions are made? He might have attempted another lame explanation had she not spoken first. His brows rose in SURPRISE, pausing several seconds too long before the mayor awkwardly cleared his throat. Shaking it off, he gave a stiff nod, a FLUSTERED glint still in his eyes,  ❝ Uh - Right. Of course. You’re welcome to stay as long as this takes. Truth be told we probably won’t be there much anyway. Crime never sleeps. ❞ However, their newfound living arrangement raised a whole new question. Surely in her downtime she didn’t walk around her apartment in the suit and boots. ‘Supergirl’ wasn’t her name. So who was she when she wasn’t saving the world? Admittedly he was CURIOUS, but he also wanted her to know he would protect her privacy no matter what. This wasn’t about sating his curiosity. It was about SAVING those people and keeping Gotham safe. ❝ Bring whatever you need. It’s private, pretty out of the way. No one should bother you. ❞ He knew the mayor wouldn’t be too keen on ‘private’, he was all for a publicity stunt, but he’d fight that battle when it came.

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iustitiaobtinet :

Sometimes Kara wondered why people reacted the way they did to her. For her, she was just fulfilling what she had wanted to do all her life, just like her cousin Kal-El. She’d missed out on protecting him but she could do it for others and she would always stand by that. After she’d shook the hand of Detective Gordon, she was finally able to speak to the other two there, introducing herself to them. Whilst she was doing so, she was aware that the young detective was still watching her. An alien in his city was probably something he never expected, but she was there to help and hopefully she would succeed in whatever it was that they needed from her. It was most definitely strange for her being away from National City though, she knew she’d get used to it. While Kara was sure, the more senior looking man was about to start talking, she was pleasently surprised when the younger Detective stepped towards her once more and looked like he was going to tell her what exactly it was they needed her for. “Of course.” She said with a nod and a smile when he said they appreciated her coming. It still felt strange that they ad actually called and asked for her specifically. As he began to explain exactly what was going on and why they needed her, her face took on a grave expression, tilting her head to the side. People should not experiment on other people. In fact, no one, alien or human, should experiment on one another. The results could be catapstrophic and apparently, that was exactly what was happening here in Gotham. “That’s something that’s never okay. And trust me, take it from someone who knows, this could go horribly, horribly wrong.” She frowned and folded her arms across her chest, listening intently as he carried on speaking. It got worse. These poor people were out there with absolutely no idea of what they were and why they could do the things they could. When Jim described her as having abilities, she nodded. She knew that he wasn’t trying to tell her she was like the innmates. “Of course I’ll help. I know what it’s like ot be scared of what you can do….my powers on earth were so strong at first. I could barely control them.” She glanced at the other two men and then back at Jim. “Do you have more information on this…Doctor and those that are still on the loose?” Kara asked as she tucked her hair out of her face. If she was going to help, which she was, then she wanted to make sure that she got started as soon as was possible. Any wasted time could end up being bad news. “And is there a place I can stay whilst I’m here? I have a feeling this isn’t going to be a walk in the park…” She mused as she raised her eyesbrows in his direction. 

barnes flashed him a warning look at his disclosure, but he pointedly IGNORED it. this might be the only chance he had to tell the WHOLE story, and not just the condensed FAIRY TALE the mayor’s office would devise. they weren’t interested in helping those people. they just wanted them GONE. which, he knew, was partially why they’d called supergirl in the first place. they knew how powerful she was. it wasn’t a stretch to hope they could paint a BLEAK enough picture and she’d be more focused on ELIMINATING the threat than understanding it. but now she did. and mercifully she was inclined to listen. a GRATEFUL smile adorned his lips for several moments, knowing that no matter what was said ( or ASKED of her now ) she had the information to make the judgement call for herself.  ❝ that’s why you’re the perfect person to help us. you’re proof that you CAN control your abilities. that you can make the best of having powers and use them for good. ❞ it was an ideal he wasn’t sure they would see would play out, but it HAD to be worth a shot. if the procedures dr. strange had performed weren’t reversible ( which he HIGHLY doubted they were ) wasn’t it better to learn to live WITH them and use them for something worthwhile than come up with ways to CAGE them? the challenge now was FINDING them. and strange. right now most of the force was following LEADS and they were hot on the trails of a few of the patients, but strange had gone underground. vanished without a TRACE. barnes was the one to answer that question, informing supergirl that dr. strange was a top priority, but he was still off the grid. he had a lot of resources, and he’d been at this for decades. they were playing catch up. jim nodded, expression grim. they WOULD find him, but it would take time. and right now the immediate threat was the inmates. however, when it came to her next question, he’d blurted out an answer without a second thought, ❝ you could stay with me, ❞ as soon as the words were out of his mouth, he had to resist the urge to CURSE. who wanted to stay with a total stranger? not to mention, his place wasn’t exactly the RITZ. he cleared his throat, his tone FLUSTERED when he continued, ❝ northern hospitality and all. of course we can get you a room at any hotel in the city. there’s a great one only a few blocks from the station. ❞ at least harvey hadn’t been there for that. he’d NEVER hear the end of it.

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mistle mistle ( for Kara :X )

SEND ME ‘MISTLE MISTLE’ FOR OUR MUSES TO BE CAUGHT UNDER A MISTLETOE. 

It was strange to so somewhere other than National City for the run up to Christmas but she knew that she had to be there. There were still criminals from Arkham on the run and they had abilities, like Metahumans did. So it was best she was there. As for what Kara was currently doing, she was at some party being hosted by the Comissioner for the police department of Gotham. There was a part of Kara that was gritting her teeth because most of these men and women liked to ben the law, even though they were supposed to enforce it. Jim seemed like the only one ready to appease  the oath he’d taken when he’d become an officer. As she made her way up to get herself a drink, she caught Jim’s eyes and headed towards him, straightening out her dress without realising it. “You look about as comfortable as i feel…” Kara told him as she made a face before looking up when something green and white caught her eyes and she raised her eyebrows, already feeling like her cheeks were on fire, “Is that Mistletoe?” She asked, was her voice a little higher than normal? It sounded like it. Oh wow, if her cheeks were as red as they felt, she wanted the ground to open up and swallow her.

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iustitiaobtinet:

When alex had told her that the comissioner of gotham city had requested her help personally had been somewhat of a shock to the Kryptonian, so much so she distinctly remembered asking if they’d got the right number. Alex had laughed at that and then told Kara that they hadn’t dialled wrong. Whatever was going on in Gotham must have been bad if they were calling her - she’d have expected maybe someone else. Unless she was the only real someone else. Either way, she wasn’t going to say no. The city of Gotham needed her and she was going to answer their call for help. It wasn’t too long of a flight, not for her anyway.  When the cityscape came into view, Kara felt nervousness bubble up inside of her. This was an incredibly huge deal and she did not want to mess it up. As she glided over the buildings, she looked down and saw the people glancing up at her. She felt like she was going to be sick which was stupid because she hadn’t ever been sick. She moved to the meeting point and saw three men waiting for her. Taking a deep breath, Kara moved to land, placing her hands on her hips as she did, holding her head high, hoping to portray someone confident. She felt so nervous inside. There was an awkward silence that descended over the meeting, two of the men seemingly stunned into silence and Kara glanced over her shoulder to see what had them so awestruck, until she realised it was her and she gave a shy smile. The younger one, stepped forward and Kara had to remember to not duck her head down and be shy Kara Danvers. She was Supergirl right then. Nodding, she kept her face sterm and serious, or tried as best she could as she stepped up to the Detective. “Detective Gordan, I’m sure the honour is all mine. I’m…..humbled you called for me.” She told him honestly as she reached out and shook his hand - remembering to do so lightly and not break his hand. That would be bad. “Please, tell me how i can help you and your City.” She smiled at him, before glancing at the two others.

seeming to remember their respective ROLES, both the commissioner and barnes stepped forward and made their own introductions. he RETURNED her smile, releasing her hand, though his gaze still remained on hers. RECTIFYING the beautiful woman standing in front of him with the news reports of a red and blue BLUR facing off with extraterrestrials was ... - CHALLENGING to say in the least. but if he’d learned anything in gotham, it was that appearances were almost ALWAYS deceiving. and no matter his own personal dilemmas, this wasn’t about him. it was about SAVING the city. they needed her help. hell, she could have been a three headed MONSTER and they still would have been strategizing. now wasn’t the time to raise QUESTIONS. while CUSTOM may have called for him to remain silent and let the commissioner explain the situation, jim had too much experience with politicians’ sugar-coating to take chances. she needed the WHOLE story. before either of the others could speak, he took a step forward, trying to ignore the ONLOOKERS,  ❝ we’re grateful you answered. we have a ... - situation that’s fast becoming out of CONTROL. there’s a doctor, dr. strange, who has been conducting EXPERIMENTS on some of the patients at ARKHAM asylum. these experiments led to ... - abilities. the kind of abilities that can’t be stopped with negotiation and GUNS. several of the inmates ESCAPED and are still at large. we’ve caught SOME of them, but there have been COUNTLESS casualties. when the mayor heard about your abilities .. - ❞ he stopped short, realizing it was probably a poor choice of words. she was NOTHING like the inmates raging through the city. he shook his head, an apology written in his eyes,  ❝ you have powers that you’ve selflessly dedicated to helping people. we’re hoping you might be able to do the same for us. these people ... - most of them are SICK. they need help. strange convinced them they’re GODS. half of them were pronounced DEAD. he brought them BACK from the brink. he’s messed with their minds and their bodies and now they’re angry and scared and confused. we don’t WANT to hurt them, but they have to be STOPPED before anyone else gets hurt. ❞ he surprised even himself with the way he felt about the escapees. the mayor had been all for ELIMINATING the threat. they’d all been CRIMINALS, was it really a loss? but even as JUSTICE oriented as he was, he couldn’t justify treating these people like any other offender. there was a CHANCE they could be helped. that one day they could have NORMAL lives again. they had to TRY. he just hoped supergirl had that same faith.

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this was definitely a day he NEVER thought he would see in GOTHAM. or EVER. how often do you wait on the steps of the courthouse for a SUPERHERO to show up? yet there he stood with barnes and the commissioner - on the mayor’s orders - waiting for supergirl. a few months ago he might have been looking for the HOAX , but after everything he’d witnessed in the city, and the news coverage from national city, there really was no DENYING it. they NEEDED her. and no matter the SKEPTICISM boiling down at the gcpd, he would take supergirl over continuing to watch people give in to CORRUPTION any day.  a stirring of SURPRISE and delight warned them of her arrival. people a few blocks down were rounding the corner on to the main road, all looking up, tracking the girl flying overhead. well .... - hopefully that would stifle some of the DISBELIEF.  she landed in front of the ‘welcoming party’. at first he WAITED for the commissioner to speak, but a quick peek told him that both he and barnes were LOST for words. he ALMOST smirked. instead he offered her a diplomatic smile, stepping forward and extending his hand to her,  ❝ supergirl, it’s an honor. i’m detective jim gordon, pcpd. thank you for coming. we could REALLY use your help. ❞  he couldn’t blame the other two for their sudden SHYNESS. it wasn’t everyday a girl who looked like THAT flew out of the sky. 

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penguinpiie:

    A wise choice on behalf of Jim Gordon, THOUGH, Oswald had been determined to make himselfuseful— he could only hope in doing so, eventually, Jim would start to be a little more receptive of his attempts to form a true friendship. So stubborn he was. How couldn’t he see that if they worked TOGETHER they would be unstoppable?    Jim was new to the game and Oswald was patient. He imagined that in time Jim would get the hang of Gotham and how everything worked. How to navigate the TIDES of corruption and make the most of them, rather than to be pulled under and drowned. He followed after Jim, pleased that he hadn’t simply been turned away. Curiosity killed the cat, he supposed, but then he hoped that SATISFACTION would bring it back— as saying went— and he thought he did have something that Jim would find satisfying. 

  Finally somewhere private. He couldn’t be seen talking to a cop; He already had a REPUTATION as a snitch and he was risking his life every time he came here. All it took was one slime ball to spot him and he would be in big trouble. 

   ❝ I have some information for you. Pertaining to the Hanreddy case you’ve been working so diligently to solve… When people come to my club they drink, and drink, and when they’ve drunk enough they tend to get a little lose lipped. Needless to say, I think I might know who your middle man is. ❞

  Oswald explained, tone hushed though seeming a little excited to tell Jim this, regardless to the RISK to his own life such an action carried. 

as EDGY as he was about this exchange, he couldn’t help but note what a MYSTERY oswald still was to him. while it was clear he wanted to be a PLAYER in the game, he could never quite figure out which SIDE he was playing on. and why he continually risked his own life to help HIM. a part of him wanted to argue it was all for selfish gain, a you scratch my back i scratch YOURS sort of set up. yet ... - he always popped up without the promise of ANYTHING. there was still every chance he was PLAYING him, but for now he didn’t have much of a CHOICE. they needed to close the case before anyone else DIED.  both skepticism and CURIOSITY played over his features, brows knitted as he puzzled over oswald’s offer for a break in the case. granted, he COULD use the badge. toss him in an interrogation room and MAKE him talk. but a move like that would probably get both of them KILLED. not to mention, oswald had come in GOOD faith. could he really JUSTIFY treating him like a hostile witness?  eventually, whether it stemmed from curiosity or desperation, or some DAMNING combination of the two, he sighed. he rubbed the back of his neck, feeling that KNOT lee was always reminding him of. how much would he regret this?  ❝ so someone walks into your club and just HAPPENS to get plastered enough to talk? how FORTUNATE, ❞ there was a DRY note in his tone, his gaze SEARCHING as he went on,  ❝ oswald as much as i appreciate your RISK here, i have to ask before this goes any further. what’s in this for YOU? why put your life on the line to help ME with a case? ❞ 

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nygmatica :

As the detective he’d secretly admired and yet disliked in some small way stepped foot into the lab,  Ed dropped what he was doing  —  now that it culminated on his face, it was perfectly safe  —  and paid the man his full attention.

          “What a kind thing to say, thank you.  I would gladly look over this; and may I say, you’ve picked the right man for the job.  Mysteries are my thing.”

Before further pleasantries were exchanged, his eyes scanned the photo quickly and he nodded enthusiastically,  muttering  under  his  breath.  It didn’t take much longer for him to whip out a pencil,  notes appearing in rapid succession on a notepad.

          “Yes, I think… that’s it.  Oh excuse me, I’ll have something for you shortly!” Ed said in passing without a break in his writing.

a smile met ed’s thanks. he was just RELIEVED to have someone in the precinct that thought differently enough to offer INSIGHT on cases like these. he could easily admit it wasn’t a talent of his. at least not to the degree that it was for nygma. ❝ thanks, ed. that they are, ❞ he agreed, handing over the file so he could get a better look.  ❝ this man, peters, he’s an ex employee of a factory downtown. he got cut when they had to make some layoffs. the first two vics were associated with the factory, but neither of them had anything to do with the decision to make cuts. not high enough on the ladder. the third wasn’t connected to it at all. yet all three were ... - pretty violent murders. it was PERSONAL. ❞ before he could add anything more, he seemed to have some kind of breakthrough. that was QUICK. his brows rose in surprise, watching him with curiosity,  ❝ already? remind me i owe you big time. ❞

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aintnonebetter:

          well ,    brush his teeth and call him sheila if  THE NAME  doesn ‘ t  already have a reputation in looney towney gotham city .     he hopes it does ;     that the guy ‘ s  just faking ignorance to downplay the captain ‘ s  glorious oeuvre .   …  he ‘ s  gotta be !      so there ‘ s  frantic nods and a worried smile spiced with a well  -  practiced touch of hope that this  GOOD MAN  might be the only one who understands him .                ’        … yeah  ——   !     yeah ,    is exactly wha ‘  i ‘ m sayin ‘ ,   mate .          ‘                

‘          listen ,      i don ‘ t  know wha ‘  any drongo  TOLD  ya but this time i ‘ m  bein ‘  framed is wha ‘  i ‘ m  sayin ‘ .      see ,    i wouldn ‘ t  leave no one unconscious ,    mate ,      i usually finish i—    i mean  ———     wha ‘  i mean is ——        tha ‘  weren ‘ t  me ,     alrigh ’ ?          ‘

the smile wasn’t HELPING. or maybe it was his general appearance in combination with a grin that had the POTENTIAL cause alarm. yet STRANGELY it was his disbelief that made him question the man’s guilt. digger harkness didn’t strike him as the kind of guy to just get CAUGHT. not by a couple of rookie officers out on patrol. had it been an OFF day, or was there more to the story?  THIS time. wouldn’t leave anyone UNCONSCIOUS.  he was far from an INNOCENT man, but jim couldn’t help but question if he was guilty of THIS crime. it didn’t fit. his brows knitted. studying him across the table, jim nodded a few times before he spoke in the same measured tone, ❝ i take it you’re no stranger to BENDING laws? thanks for the CONFESSION, by the way. really helps clear things up. but. let’s say i BELIEVE you. something doesn’t sound RIGHT to me. so help me out? why would someone be trying to FRAME you? ❞

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❝ harkness, is it? ❞ jim asked, though he didn’t NEED the confirmation. the information they’d been able to dig up so far sat in front of him on the interrogation room table. though admittedly it wasn’t much. a bunch of odds and ends that didn’t fit together - almost as if someone had TAMPERED with his record. he leaned back in his chair, meeting the man’s gaze levelly,  ❝ mr. harkness, officers pedello and smith tell me they happened upon you in a pretty INCRIMINATING situation involving a jewelry store and three unconscious security guards. they also tell me you’ve been insistent about a ‘frame job’ since they brought you in. mind giving me the whole story? ❞ this was far from his usual homicide investigation, but he’d honestly felt bad for the officers who brought the guy in. ‘HARRIED’ would have been a kind description. 

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nutsoquinn:

       “Oh! Sorry Mister Detective man, was I going a lil’ faster than I should ‘a been going?” a chuckle escaped her lips, hands gripping the steering wheel as she glanced out to one of Gothams finest law officials. She knew this was not about speeding, she was wanted for far worse things than that, “is this gonna take long? Pretty sure I left the tap running an’ ya don’t wanna know what’ll happen if Puddin’ get’s home to a drowned out Penthouse.”

❝ forty miles over the mandated speed limit is far and above a ‘little faster’ than you should be going, ❞ he responded with a dry and FLEETING smile. the ‘oh shucks’ chagrined girlfriend routine might work on some, but he knew better than to write harley quinn off as any breed of HARMLESS. his hand rested on his holster, ready for the worst.  ❝ do me a favor, ms. quinn. step out of the car and put your hands on the hood. we’ve got a couple of QUESTIONS for you down at the gcpd. puddin’ is just gonna have to handle this one on his own. ❞