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“...Knowing how YOU are, probably not.”
“Just-... Get out of my apartment Tobias. I told you I didn’t want to see your face, and I meant it.”

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“...Knowing how YOU are, probably not.”
“Just-... Get out of my apartment Tobias. I told you I didn’t want to see your face, and I meant it.”
criminalroyalty replied to your post: catisms: ♢♢ ;; Selina laughed, not her...
EXCUSE YOU THAT IS MY CHILD RIVER
“EXCUSE YOU SHE CALLS ME ‘MOM’ SO SHE’S MINE TOO. FITE ME, TOBOO, I’M RIPPED.”
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“Heeey, if it makes you feel better, I’m about 98% sure my wrist is broken in two places! At least I got us away, I didn’t think they’d react so... Viciously, about being told what a poor ‘power’ they are in Gotham.”
“Nicely done on that draw though, dear. They’ll be scraping their boss’ brains off the wall for weeks.”
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“No, you’re always a douche, Tobias.”
“But you’re a big, fat, STUPID douche now, for not seeing what I meant to say by that. Congrats on reaching a new low.”
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“I won’t pretend that you’re the gentleman you like to feign being for the masses.” There’s oodles of satisfaction to be had as she slams Tobias’ office door in the faces of his nosy bodyguards, “I won’t pretend that I haven’t turned a blind eye, or a deaf ear to your... Punitive vices.”
“But even you can’t deny that you’re being excessively unreasonable with your treatment of that Extractor girl. She’s done absolutely nothing to you.”
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“Well, well-... A birthday bird in a little ‘gilded’ cage. You know from here, it almost seems like you have on ‘stripes’, dear.” Smirking, her hands lace through the bars as she waits for an officer to release Mr. ‘Party-Hard’.
“...Are you alright, they said you had a bit of a nasty fall. Something about trying to leap desks, and a game of ‘Lava’?”
“Ohhh, would you look at that! Tweedle-T and Tweedle-O, sandwiched between a cannibal and a cupcake, how lovely.”