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[gothamsmotherbat]

@outlawxhood

Braelyn had sighed a rather deep sigh as she looked at the screens before her. Her son, little little man, had returned from death’s cold embrace with a heart twice and icy... and was spilling the blood of Gotham’s corrupt all throughout the streets. They had fought, he had revealed himself to her... said he forgave her for not saving him but it was what he had demanded next that  squeezed her heart: why hadn’t she killed he Joker for taking him from her?!

It was a constant thought in Braelyn’s mind. It would be easy, she was fully capable of such a thing... but she refused to cross that line. She refused to become someone playing god.

Now, as she rewatched some of the video taken from a gang bust, she saw her son gun down over a dozen gangster without remorse.

   “...”

She’d have to stop him. If she stood to her ideals, she’d have to stop him and put him in Arkham.

[nightwingedbeauty]

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   “Wow”   

Richelle flustered, unconsciously holding her arms up at her bust as if to cover herself.

   “Oh, c`mon! Stop looking! this is embarrassing enough as it is!”

Full school girl get up, stockings and all, and she’s getting horribly embarrassed because of how Jason is reacting to seeing her in it. He saw her in the to the knee skirt version the school had but the mini skirt showed a hell of a lot more.

[gothamsmotherbat]

@birdofpower

A business man, that was the first thing Oswald Cobblepot was to Braelyn. It was Penguin to Batwoman but to Braelyn, Cobblepot was a fellow Gotham business owner, a man that knew what he wanted and knew how to get it.

   “Good evening, Cobblepot.” Braelyn greeted.

It was a standard social event for anyone of wealth in Gotham. A chance to show off what they have done in the past year or what they were about to put out into the world. In Laymen’s terms: a pissing contest... with fancy clothes, food, and alcohol.

   “Are you showing anything this evening? I haven’t heard a peep out of your company in awhile so I assume you’ve been working on something big as of late.”

[gothamsmotherbat]

@outlawxhood:

“You’re one to talk.” His voice was hoarse as he poured a cup of coffee. Days like this almost made him wish he had a cocaine problem. Sure worked better then coffee.

He was very tired and not thinking straight. But the rational part of him saying cocaine was a bad thing was losing strength by the second.

   “I am also use to little sleep for days at a time while working a job and being a vigilante.”

Braelyn stared him down as she took the cup of coffee from him.

   “Sleep. Now. I can, and will, carry your ass up those stairs and throw you into your bed like I’ve done in the past.”

[gothamsmotherbat]

@gothamgod

It wasn’t like meeting a counterpart wasn’t something that hadn’t happened before, quite the opposite actually, but it never made it easier to run into a counterpart while they were in costume and she was in her business suit. She gave a small nod towards him.

   “...Batman.”

Yeah, knowing that she was male in yet another world made it clear that she was a minority of the female variety when it came to Waynes.

[gothamsmotherbat]

@faxadebat

The young woman before her looked so much like herself it was startling. Sure, much younger was a good start to place them apart, but the girl looked like she could easily be a relative of Braelyn’s. The purple, skin tight, uniform was drastically different than anything Braelyn wore. It would be startling if Braelyn wasn’ already use to the multi-verses sick jokes of throwing her around into other Earth’s.

   “...”

Well, at usual it threw the woman around in her uniform so at least she had that, though every world she had been tossed into had a Batwoman that was a red head and a Batman that was the Wayne. She could assume the chances were in her favor of that repeating itself with this world.

[nightwingedbeauty]

@thedarkrobin

   “Damian you’re starting to sound more like a vegan than a vegetarian.”