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[corriex-blog]

charity ball. [diana & bruce] 1/27/16

@thedcrk-knight

“well you look nice.” the woman commented as she approached her greatest friend, a light smile on her lips. her gaze moved about the other for a moment, quick to let her eyes wander the crowds of people and how they talked amungst themselves. to say this place looked beautiful would be an understatement. it almost took the warriors breath away. 

to say diana was slightly nervous about coming to ball, let alone accompanying someone to it, was an understatement. the last time she had been to one of these sorts of things, it didn’t exactly end well, nor did it have many nice memories to think back on. it wasn’t bruce that made her nervous. it was more of the unsettling feeling the warrior had in her stomach. turning her chin to face the man next to her, diana parted her lips to speak. “i have to say, i’m a little surprised that i didn’t walk in here to see everyone doing that thriller dance you were talking about.” 

[30thcenturyspeedster-blog]

The wind was blowing through his hair as he ran through the city, he could feel the city just brush by him as he pushed himself forward. At first he went thought the streets for a moment kind of enjoying the feeling of moving past them but eventually he decided it was probably a bad idea if and when he wanted to stop. If people report red flashes he was worried he might be spotted so he took a few back roads and decided to pop out an Alley way like nothing happened. However as he was coming out of an alley way he didn’t notice someone was there. He kinda startled them he guessed as he was slowing down to look as though he jogged out of the alley way. But he was still kind of going faster then normal.

The person he startled had something in their hand which they dropped due to Bart, he quickly grabbed that and appeared behind the other handing them their phone. “Uh whoops, my bad. Here you go.” And once they took their item then he would go.

[iamyourconsequences-blog]

The Director was never a fan of big social events. She always preferred private dinners. Working in an office. Secret Bunkers. Not Charity Balls and auctions. Still Waller dressed the part of a guest, and she was going to play the part just as well. Taking a glass off a server’s tray, she made her way through the crowd. 

This was at the Luthor Mansion, Waller knew the man, as had having prior dealings with him. Now though, well the last she’d heard he was in prison. Which didn’t surprise her. Seeing someone approach her, Waller merely acknowledged them with the slightest smile. 

“Hello, what can I help you with?” Truth be told she didn’t want anything to do with them, but in such a public place, well politeness had to take precedent.  

[toxicityinmytouch-blog]

A Rose By Any Other Name 1/20/2016

She knew the drill by now. No touching. No pheromones. No fun. Somewhere between her romp around town with Harley and her own heist for a special little chemical during the bombings, Ivy found herself locked away. Yet. Again. And this time, they wanted to interrogate her? Laugable.

It was boring,  and Ivy hated to be bored. She knew they wanted to interrogate her. To do something. She hadn’t even been involved in the bombings or the other heists but of course, a rose by any other name would still be locked up and thrown away without a key.  She didn’t want to create mayhem, but if the show fit today she might as well get a little fun. Maybe even on of the bat boys would arrive.

It was her turn now. Of course, that meant she’d get out of the little concrete box they were holding her in. She could hear the plants talking to her, screaming at her. And she could do nothing in there surrounded by so much. It infuriated her.The heavy steps of the guard was the only signal she had to know it was now or never.

The cell door unlocked, as she sat in the dark corner, knees to her chest. Weak of course but i wasn’t like she couldn’t put on a show until she was carted off to the room with the two-way mirror. She smiled beside herself. Choices choices. She had always hated those.

As he came to guide her to the room, Ivy walked down the hall hips swinging. She wasn’t going to cause a scene until her jailbreak for sure. So into the little room she went. She was guided to the chair, cuffed behind her back. Blowing a kiss at the guard she smiled. “All this for little ole’ me?” She didn’t talk to the guard as he left but instead had directed that comment to the other body in the room.

[killingxjoker-blog]

Gotham’s Howling {open para} - 01/05/16

The Joker paced back and fourth in an abandoned warehouse. A loud cackle left his lips as he swung his head back, dancing between his two feet as he watched the city of Gotham turn into a war zone. “Oh goody, stupid Gotham is finally chaotic. Maybe Batsy will finally show his face again. Oh what a splendid night!” he screamed, laughing manically as he twirled around. He had a plan, and a good one at that. He was finally going to let everyone loose at Arkham, and Gotham was too busy dealing with everyone else.  As the Joker walked over to his table, he heard footsteps and instantly turned around, picking up his bat and grinning. “Did someone come for a visit?” he called out, laughing loudly as he looked over angrily.

[killingxjoker-blog]

“Would you like to hear a joke?”

[corriex-blog]

It had been hours since Diana had even glanced up from her computer, her fingers seeming to fly across the keyboard as she worked on the last minute paperwork she needed to finish. The coffee cup next to her was now cold as it began to grow into the late hours and without even looking up from the screen, parted her lips to speak as she noticed a presence entering the room. “Is there something I can help you with?”

[babsgordonrp-blog]

"You know, when people say you can leave Gotham, but Gotham won't leave you, it's true. This city always makes you come back where you belong."