#circusbxy

[penaduroforged]

     "¿Y quién eres tú?" Authoritative was the man's voice as he spoke. "One of the inmates I broke out from Arkham here to give me their gratitude, I suppose?"

[blonde-in-the-cockpit]

@circusbxy has disturbed the peace

Ebony heels clicking on the last step, bright red dress falling back into place from where her fingers had picked up the skirts to herself from falling over the stairs, the young woman finally straightened up and smiled a dazzling greeting to the guests around her. One of her favorite things about Gotham was its rich and fanciful parties, especially the masquerades. 

A hand was offered to her as the music in the ballroom began, and Raegan made sure that her mask was still in place before staring up at the stranger who had offered it.

[butlerrisms]

@circusbxy

“Aren’t you suppose to be dead?”

[fenagain-archived]

rough touch - @circusbxy - 9. Your muse wraps their hands tightly around my muse’s neck. || When Fen felt hands around her neck, she instantly began to panic. Her own hands came up to claw at the ones around her throat, though she tried to keep her expression even as to not betray fear. "Can I- Gah! Help you?"

[napiier-archive-blog]

circusbxy:

“Well, I’d be LYING if I said y o u look good, wouldn’t I?”

           ❛  Well, I was just being POLITE when I lied  ❜    

[batisms]

"It's not my fault."

&& MEME. || accepting

    “Then how else do you choose to EXPLAIN it?”

[hecalledmeflowers-archive]

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[hecalledmeflowers-archive]

This wasn’t how she’d wanted the evening to go. Raina had been hoping for a nice evening with Jerome--dinner, a movie, doing her best to catch up on missed time with her pseudo-son. Things might even have gone that way, had it not been for the man she quickly recognized as one of her ‘clients’ standing outside of the restaurant. The encounter had rapidly gone from uncomfortable, to flat out hostile, and now--

Raina darted into an alley, grabbing Jerome by the collar and roughly hauling him into the shadows with her as another bullet went whizzing by. She offered the ginger a weak smile. “See?” she laughed breathlessly. “Who said take-your-kid-to-work-day isn’t fun?”