superfinefeline started following you
“Put the bag down, or else I’ll shoot.”
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superfinefeline started following you
“Put the bag down, or else I’ll shoot.”
No one will ever fathom the joy I feel whenever I see superfinefeline and imnotbrucewayne doing a thread!
Don’t care what your muses do, as long as you guys do it together!
{ +superfinefeline }
❝ Wait, so you shoo her off when she sits on your new coat, but you let her sleep right on top of my favorite sweater? ❞ He gestures pointedly to the cat that's currently shedding all over said favorite sweater. Tim's words imply annoyance, but his tone is filled with a certain lightness and hints of laughter--simply due to the ridiculousness of it all.
Familiar Faces - Flash || Selina
Ok, so maybe Flash was a bit in over his head here. He underestimated Gotham, and just how big a percentage of the criminal underworld here was out of their mind insane. Hint: a good portion of it.
Still...he went up against Carnage and Brock more than enough times to be no stranger to crazy. He could handle this...he could...he knew he could...he just had to keep repeating that as the big Luchador tossed him like a ragdoll through a plate glass window and out into the alley below.
Bane, was it? Sounded right. He'd remember the name. The brute caught him off guard...he needed time to heal up, needed to lay low while the symbiote worked on knitting his body back together again. He'd get back in the game...but for now? He needed someone he could trust.
Good thing the East End was only a web swing away.
superfinefeline: Sometimes she forgot how nice Wayne Manor was. The inside, however, was much, much better. Especially seeing as it sheltered a certain man. She was sure she had the right room this time. Third time’s the charm, she thought, moving to open the door.
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It surprises him to say the least but he maintains his features rather calm. “Selina” Bruce says with his monotone voice, yet he's tired and that much is obvious. He stands up and curious eyes try to find out immediately why is she there.
Flash - Selina || Teen Years
Flash was admittedly lost. Class trip to Gotham and he managed to not only get separated from the others, but also find himself in one of the seediest looking areas of the town.Now he was far from a pushover...but it didn't make him any less uneasy as he walked through the strip of East End. The sooner he found his way to a payphone, the better....he could call up the hotel they were all staying at, and ask for a ride.
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“Playtime is over, Selina. Hand it over.”
{superfinefeline}
How do you do on this fine evening, miss kitty-cat?