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@theartofmadeline
YOU ARE THE REASON
we're not kids anymore.
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@johnsnotmyfirstname-blog
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I, uh, I hate to tell you this, but the Orphanage is closed right now. It's after hours...obviously, but you're welcome to come back any time...during business hours. {John was focused on his work, not looking up from the paperwork he was flipping through and rubbing at one eye, the bags dark beneath them from lack of sleep.}
mine.
Hmm…
*Pete’s looks over the man before dropping to the ground and softly clearing his throat.*
Overly friendly, filled with so much hope he makes a carebear look depressed… You must be Gotham.
{John can't help the grin from appearing on his face at the 'carebear' comment and watched as the strange man jumped to the ground.}
Is it that obvious?
[ Natasha gave him a faint smile and shut the door after he entered. The sound of a locking mechanism gave a soft click before she walked over to the couch where she was sitting. She created a nest of blankets and pillows to support all the aching parts of her body at that moment. ]
She’s fine.
{John followed her to the couch without any provocation, sitting down next to her and letting his sore body relax into the couch with a sigh. He let his head fall back, and his eyes close for a brief moment before turning to her with a raised brow.}
You gonna tell me what happened?
johnsnotmyfirstname started following you
New guy!
{John blinks at the guy in front of him in silence before letting out a sigh and shaking his head}
This is why I don't come to New York.
[ Natasha didn’t expect his arrival that quickly, nor did she mind it so much. She pushed herself up from the couch and walked over to the door. She usually came here when she wanted to get away from everyone and have a bit of silence. Usually she held most of her meetings and interactions with others here, but every night she wound up back at Tony’s.
She opened the door and looked at him with a small smile. ]
Hi.
{It'd been far too long since he'd last seen her, but apparently it was long enough for her to start showing. Distracted from the main reason he'd come there, he felt a soft smile curl about his lips as he looked at her stomach before meeting her eyes.}
Hey.
{He didn't wait to be invited in, moving around her and looking around as he pulled off his jacket and tossed it on the back of a nearby chair}
So how's the planet growing inside of you?
johnsnotmyfirstname started following you
“And to what do I owe the pleasure of a visit from a fine stranger such as yerself?”
I know there's sarcasm in there, just not quite sure which part, exactly.
{John simply looked at her last text and let out a snort, rolling his eyes and slipping his phone back into his pocket. He was already heading down into the basement, having just gotten off of patrol when he'd thought to text her, and it didn't take him long to get the bike out of storage and out on the road. Taking the shortcuts Wayne's system was kind enough to give him, it didn't take long for him to reach Natasha's apartment in New York. Making sure to park in an alley, the bike disappearing into the shadows, he made his way up to her apartment door and knocked on it, his free hand tugging through his hair to try and smooth down the wayward strands.}
[text] You better hurry.
[text] I found one of Bruce's toys. Be there in a flash.
[text] Once you get here.
[text] I'll be there soon.
[text] Come to New York.
[text] You gonna tell me everything?
[text] Johnny, I don’t want to talk about it right now.
[text] Why do you have to be in Gotham?
[text] Natasha. You telling me now is just gonna save me time later and get him behind bars faster.
[text] Kind of the hazard of the job.
Magical!Anon Command List: YuleTime Holiday Edition! (24 Hours)
Mistletoe: Muse has the urge to kiss everyone
Eggnog: Muse is fall-down-drunk
Sweater: Muse is stuck wearing an ugly holiday sweater
Xmas Present: Muse is invisible and cannot be heard
Xmas Future: Muse suffers nightmare of worst fears
Silverbells: Muse constantly hears jingle bells
Merry: Muse is annoyingly optimistic, joyful and mood cannot be ruined
Turkey: Narcoleptic
Frosty: Muse is freezing cold and cannot get warm
Saint Nicolas: Muse cannot stop the urge to give everyone gifts
Dasher: Muse is always in a rush
Dancer: Muse cannot stop dancing
Prancer: Muse has a silly walk
Vixen: Muse attempts to seduce everyone
Comet: Muse must grant wishes (to the best of their ability)
Cupid: Muse falls madly in love with next person/character they see (not askbox)
Blitzen: Muse tackles/glomps everyone they see
Rudolph: Muse feels left out of everything (whether it's true or not)
Candy Cane: Muse has horrible sweet tooth
Jack Frost: Everything Muse touches freezes
Let it Snow: Muse is snowed in and cannot leave their home
Ice Skate: Muse slips on every flat surface like they're walking on ice
Coming to Town: Muse cannot shake the feeling they are being spied on
Joy to the World: Muse insists on trying to make everyone happy
What Child is This: Muse is 4-6 years old
Snowblind: Muse cannot see
Blizzard: Muse has no sense of direction and is constantly lost
Snuggy: Muse feels super cuddly
Ice Queen: Muse is emotionless
Snow angel: Muse acts like a high class gentleman/lady
HoHoHo: Muse finds -everything- funny
Wonderful Life: Nobody recognizes or remembers Muse
Reindeer Games: Muse is highly competetive, everything is a competition
I’m well, how are you?
Are you still with the force?
Uh, no, actually. I'm not. Working in construction now, and at the orphanage. Not exactly glamourous, but it's...better. In a way.
And you? What've you been up to?
Ahh, Jim Gordon is my father.
Perhaps that jogs your memory.
You're, uh, wow. Didn't expect to see you, well, ever.
How've you been?
[text] No.
[text] I thought I did
[text] But I was wrong.
[text] What can you tell me about him?
[text] The last time I was there, some thug got into the apartment and shot me.
[text] They find him?
