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@the-demons-heart
INTRO
"I am the Demons Heart"
"I won't die- not without a worthwhile fight"
"Ra's believes I'll follow him blindly, I wouldnt. He's a good man hes hiding something."
"I believe in Ra's mission. He is a good man. He wants to help the world to be better. There's somehting weird about him, no one is that good, but maybe they are."
"I believe in what the League is trying to do. Nah they're all murders."
Updated as of: March 31st, 2026 11:29
// I've made a final decision, I'm going to leave.
// No arguing or convincing or guilting will work on me, I'm sorry to those I was role-playing with that I never finished the ongoing rp with you but I hope you can understand it would've been harder to leave had I answered.
// I love the dc rp community. I have not seen every side if it due to the comfort of being in my own bubble. However, I believe no change can happen as to the "drama" aspect.
// After all we're all a little to stuck on our oen comfort. Whether we find out about things about people and refuse to believe it because the idea that someone could lie is devastating or we hear a rumor and think its true immediately and start an attack as a defense mechanism.
// There can be no change without discomfort.
// But we all came here for some comfort. Therefore none of us will step into discomfort for something that shouldn't have ever been a problem. Those that have are ultimately ignored.
// There is a balance and there is a truth. Coexist. Ignore. Block. All I ask is that you embrace truth. Whatever that might look like for you.
// Lies and hatred are not the way to go.
// My last words as Bruce:
"I lived, I loved, I helped in ways I could. It's selfish to have asked for more, but human nature is innately selfish. All I ever hoped to be was a little less human and maybe I contradicted myself throughout the years. But the truth of it is- I loved every second of my humanity."
// I dont know if I should deleted this blog, I think I should.
// I need a nap. I'm taking a nap. Then I'm answering my threads.
Why I haven't answered back in a RP:
1. I am NOT ignoring you. 2. I am trying to think if a reply. 3. Iβm not up to it at that moment. 4. Tumblr ate it.
5. I AM A ALMIGHTY PROCRASTINATOR SENT FROM THE PITS OF MOLASSES
6. my mUSE IS BEING A LITTLE SHIT
7. RL is being a little shit
// Been feeling kinda out of it- nausea, anxiety and shit
// I know I have to visit my father soon and its making my stomach hurt just thinking about it, my mind spin and it gives me a headache for multiple reasons
// I dunno, um, I'll probably answer short stuff, depends- might be off for a while, really depends how I'm feeling, might throw up- I probably won't answer anything potentially long.
//guys I have to answer stuff later- I have more work stuffs
hmmm you seem odd...
Odd?
No- dats crazy-
DONT TELL RA'S
//my body is trying to kill me β€οΈ
//first I was sick and felt like I was coughing out a lung, with a head as heavy as lead. Now I have an ear canal infection that hurts like hell β€οΈ
//this means responses will be slow
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More sentence starters for those who enjoy dark themed plotlines
βWhy did you kill them?β
βWhy are you here?β
βDo you believe that a god exists?β
βIs there anything that you believe in?β
βYou try to save everyone, but who is there to save you?β
βSome accept their fate. I try to defy my fate.β
β Are you sure youβre not the one who is losing their mind? β
βYou think Iβm crazy. Well, I might be. But who needs a sane mind when lives are at stake?β
βHow long are you going to keep running from your mistakes?β
βDo you have any regrets? I donβt. Regrets are for those who failed to take action.β
βSometimes I wish the world can end. So that it can be rebuilt for anew.β
βIβm haunted by nightmares. When will the ghosts of my past cease to exist?β
β A monster? Me? No. Iβm the monster that humanity created me to be.β
β Can you accept the darkness that lies in your soul? Or will you reject it out of fear it will consume you?β
βThere is no such thing as an eternity. Without death, how can we be reborn?β
βDo you hear yourself? Are you trying to convince me or yourself?β
β What do you even fight for?β
βTell me the truth. Who are you really?β
βIf I am to die, I want to die at the hands of someone I trust.β
βItβs easier to say goodbye to someone you hardly know. Itβs harder to say goodbye to some you cared for the most.β
β Even in my madness, I find solstice to cope.β
βDo you think praying will forgive the sins I caused?β
βI donβt wish for forgiveness. I wish for revenge.β
β Will you run or will you fight? Both choices donβt guarantee oneβs survival. But it proves who is a coward and who is brave.β
βYou want to know who am? I donβt even know myself anymore.β
β How much more innocence will take from yourself as you dirty your hands?β
//YO REAL QUICK ANNOUNCEMENT MY PHONE IS FUCKED OR SOMETHING BECAUSE ITS NOT SENDING ME NOTIFACTIONS SO SOMETIMES I LOSE TRACK OF WHETHER OR NOT SOMEONE DID INDEED RB OR IF I RB BECAUSE I USUALLY HAVE A PERFECT COME BACK SO APOLOGIES IF I HAVE YET TO REPLY TO YOU
Open Rp: VALENTINES DAY!
Anyone can interact! Depending on the characters age the interaction will differ.
Oh, it had been a while since he had been let off his leash that is the island. A long time. Even being off the island it felt as if he was still on a leash that was attempting to tug him back after all he had only come to deliver information for Ra's. Coincidentally, it was Valentines Day.
Which brought up another thing- it had been a long time since he celebrated Valentines Day. A real coincidence that he had been let off the island on Valentines Day. He didnt suppose that Ra's celebrated Valentines Day, let alone know what it was, but then again maybe he did know what it was.
Maybe, this was another one of his tests, one that would be asking him if he still had human attachments. If he was still as human as he once was. To that he would say, yes, he was shamelessly human. He would prove so to Ra's. He didnt care about the consequences that came with it, he would deal with those later.
After a quick outfit change and walking around- he found himself in a Valentines festival that happened to be going on in the place he was meant to deliver information to. It was loud, colorful, joyful. It was all so human, exactly the thing Ra's would hate- so what if it was put of spite? Maybe he could meet someone regardless? Maybe, he could get out of the noise and go somewhere quiet and have a fun time by maybe going to the zoo! He hadn't been to a zoo in a while.
Talia was freed hours before Bruce was. She wasn't made aware as to why, but she knew what day it was. And the Lazarus pits be damned, she has every intention of enjoying her day. Her father can piss off.
She finds a dress shop in the city, picking up a cute little red outfit that she would never be caught dead in on the island. Short and screaming for attention, sure. But she's heading out of the area already, slinging a blazer over her shoulder, looking for an underground party. Somewhere that she'll be able to hide easier, and where her bad behavior is expected.
She doesn't know where Bruce is, and doesn't care for once. She's not the one who's supposed to shadow him today. Talia overheard that assignment already. So she thinks nothing of him, slipping past the crowds of the festival on the surface and towards some alleys with broken chainlink fence, eager to get somewhere off the surface streets.
He doesn't expect to see anyone that he recognizes and doesn't really care to. That is until he sees Talia and when he really sees what she's wearing his eyes go wide and suddenly he feels like a horny teenager and very strangely protective of her.
It feels wrong and yet so right to approach her to gently tap her on the shoulder.
"Talia" he whispers it gently in her ear, hoping that she can hear him even admist all the ruckus going on around them.
He's almost pressed against her from how close he is- he's surprised she didnt notice him sooner, especially since he can feel the protectiveness radiating off of himself. The need to cover her up.
The tap was ignored, until her name is whispered in her ear by a delightfully familiar voice, and she feels him practically pressed against her. She turns to get a look at him, and a look he hasn't seen before crosses her features. Not quite predatory, but absolutely possessive. That same horny teenage vibe he's feeling.
Damn, he looks good. She would love to see what's underneath, but they're in public. Normal people are here, and she's got an inkling that he hasn't lost his shadow quite yet. So for now, she'll play it safe. leaning up to whisper in his ear.
"Looking stunning, beloved," she purrs, lips brushing against his skin. "Skirting your responsibilities too?"
Talia chuckles, pulling away to get a better look. Truly screams old money, and it's fitting. Though he could probably look good in anything if he tried. She gives him a smirk, toying with her phone and moving the blazer into her arms. Holding it carelessly.
"If only I could see you like this more often. I think I like this style better on you."
Oh, the lust in her eyes. Goodness.
"Thank you, I think I hardly deserve the compliment, especially when you look this stunning."
He chuckles softly, pretending there isnt a shiver that makes its way up his spine when her lips touch his ear.
"I won't tell if you dont tell unless you would rather join me in?"
Oh, he hates how her phone takes the attention away from him.
"Really? I enjoy your style too."
He pauses to lean down close to her ear to whusper something that was likely a risky game.
"However, I think I'd enjoy it more if you went without the clothes, as I assume you'd like me too."
Talia lets out something between a frustrated groan and a chuckle at his compliments. She grabs one of his belt loops sneakily, holding him close to her. She briefly casts her gaze around the area, finding his shadow easily. As badly as she wants him, she would far rather be alone with him.
Alone, and with all these clothes gone.
"I've been away for hours, and I have no intention of returning home until tomorrow. Too much fun, and I don't want to miss any of it."
Her breath hitches as he whispers and she drags him close before fully registering her actions. But that damned shadow... Control yourself, Talia. That shadow will report everything it sees to her Father. There may be no coincidences when he's involved, but he certainly doesn't need to know all of these details. She lets out a breath, keeping her voice at a whisper. But that lust has certainly invaded her voice.
"I'd certainly like a lot more than that, Heart. I suppose today would be the day for it, no? The day of eternal love and cupid and all that."
She smirks, chuckling as she swaps their phones, and then steps away. The address she's going to is in there, he'll find her easily. And she knows he'll come after her.
"But lose that Shadow first, Bruce. And then come find me. Believe me, I'll be waiting eagerly."
Her hand brushes against something teasingly as she slips away from him, down into the alley. She gets behind that fence easily and vanishes from sight, but only for the moment. Just until he shows up at the party she's going to. It's loud and bright, but that doesn't matter. The music is nice, the dancing is scandalous, and it's everything her Father would hate.
She's going to be throwing back shots until he shows up, and flirting with whoever catches her fancy. Trying to ease the itch for him.
He smiles at her sneaky grab wanting to just grab her.
"Me either."
He likes the effect he has on her- its intoxicating. Though the effect is slightly dismissed by something she keeps looking at. Oh, but the lust in her voice when she speaks? Delicious. Her words even more so. It makes a grin come up onto his face.
He takes her phone looking at the address then glancing at the shadow, right. He had known it was there the whole time the only reason he let them spy was for the express purpose of allowing them to report it to Ra's, a detailed report to piss him off. But, if Talia wanted them gone, they were gone.
He feels her touch spark heat- feeling it like a phantom, lingering all as he watches her disappear knowing its only temporary, until he loses this shadow. It should only take 5 minutes. So he heads the opposite direction of the location theyre going to meet at to attempt to lose the shadow.
His attempt proves successful, even though it takes him double assumed time, hes managed to lose them. The only downside is the shadow must remain lost, so he carefully travels along the alleys that are darkened by shadows he takes a long route in order to meet Talia, without the shadow spotting him. It takes him 30 minutes total to get there, he smiles softly as he sees her.
His smile falls when he sees it- she's flirting with another guy, but he doesn't mope or back down, no, he approaches slowly letting his jealousy and utter possessiveness spew out as he slams his hand on the table she's sat at with a passive aggressive smile.
"Darling, who is this?"
Talia doesn't flinch at the slamming hand, not reacting at all really. She glances up slightly and gives a coy smile, reaching up and brushing her fingers under his chin, snaking her hand up to cusp his jaw. Thumb resting against his adam's apple. Just as possessive as he is, though maybe a little more freaky about it.
"Nobody of importance, Beloved. Just a toy to pass the time. Truly, the girls were more fun."
She chuckles and watches the man leave, not waving. Barely even acknowledging his departure, truthfully. She's soaking in the vibe he's radiating. Possessive and jealous, and certainly violent. Talia lets out a pleased hum, allowing herself just another moment to drink it in before turning in her chair, smiling.
Logically, she knows she had to diffuse this. But she kinda likes it.
"Never took you for the possessive type, Heart. Interesting. What took you so long, though?"
Her impatient question is laced with a pout, even though it doesn't show on her face. She's had a half dozen shots already, if the glasses in front of her mean anything. But she seems to be holding her liquor well, likely tipsy at most. Still, she holds up his phone, offering it back to him.
He'll find the handful of pictures she took of herself later. They're relatively buried, at least. And nothing that would get either of them in trouble.
"Don't worry, all I saw was that app tracking my phone. I didn't even look at it for long. Nothing on there could interest me more than you do."
He looks down at her the moment she touches his face.
"I dont want you flirting with others."
His eyebrows furrowed deeply as he looked at her, she didnt even seem to be ashamed of her actions. It made him angry, he almost wanted to give her a taste of her own medicine but her question made him pause his revenge plan.
"Seeing you chasing after others makes me feel this way Talia. I'm sure you wouldn't enjoy the feeling of me chasing after others."
Looking down at the drinks on the table, he never knew how well Talia could hold her liquor- he didnt know she could do so at all, but this is Ra's daughter, so it made sense. He takes back his phone and hes not sure how he feels about Talia going through his phone, no matter how little it was.
"Thats in place for a very good reason."
Hes not willing to elaborate or further justifiy his reasoning, hes almost sure that she understands why so he changes the topic.
"Nothing? Nothing in the slightest? Then why did you flirt with others?"
Bruce cant help but let the jealousy boil over again. Hes jealous, why should he hide it? He wants her attention all to himself, why should he hide that? He has no reason to hide it now that theyre alone. Alone without Ra's to watch them.
Talia lets out a hum, mulling his words over. He's got her there β she would definitely be driven to jealousy seeing him flirt with someone else. She might even take more drastic measures than him, really. Bruce is hers, and she wants him to be hers alone. Others would be obstacles that she would gladly get rid of.
"... I suppose you're right there. I can't make any promises if Father sends me off and it's part of my mission. But no more flirting for the fun of it. As you wish, Beloved."
She just chuckles as he defends the tracker, rolling her eyes.
"I never said I mind it, did I?"
Standing up now, she stays close to him and sets a hand against his cheek, pressing her forehead against his nose. Breathing him in. Even in the heels, she's just a little shorter than him.
"I was bored, Bruce. Passing the time. These people are easy to toy with, all of them want something. Obviously enough that it can be dangled in their face and used against them. If I had wanted more from anyone, I would have taken it."
She sighs. "But, as you said, no more of that. I'll find another way to pass the time if I have to wait again. My sincere apologies."
Drinking, being amicable, and apologizing. Seems someone isn't so devout to her Father's teachings anymore. Her hand travels to the side of his neck and flickers to his lips, briefly, but without closing the distance. He's upset, and she's letting him make his own decisions. Even if she'd rather kiss him delirious and find a room.
Maybe she's devoted to something else now.
He doesn't like the possibility that she may flirt with someone other than himself again if its required by her mission, he grumbles and looks away, showing hes not quite satisfied with her response but regardless looks back at her before speaking.
"If you can promise me that much."
Though the thing about the tracker catches him off guard, typically people are a little more offended by a tracker, a little more angry, a little more wanting of freedom without eyes on them the whole time. He is pleased that he wont have to remove it any time soon, even more so when her hand is set upon his skin. He can feel a slight intimacy in this moment.
"You can find different ways to toy with people as long as it doesn't fall along the lines of flirting with them. I accept your apology."
It takes him a moment to process how far Talia has come from her fathers teachings to what she is now. More detached from them than she was before, thats for certain at least. Has all this progress really been made all because of his help? It couldn't be true... right...? How much of an influence has he truly had them?
How much has he affected Talia's decisions? How much? He hasn't spent quite enough time saying how much he appreciates the decisions she makes for him and... maybe he doesn't have to... perhaps he could show his appreciation instead.
"Now, let me show you how much I appreciate you. Lets not let a silly little dispute sully the Valentines mood."
Bruce could already tell beforehand that she had wanted to kiss him but didnt do so merely because he was upset. He truly appreciated that, considering a past Talia would've likely kissed him anyway. He leaned down for a kiss, he didnt want to lose sight of her for not even a second, so even as his eyes turned in to slivers he kept them open, all for the purpose of being able to watch her as they kissed.
She finds the grumbles amusing, cute even. The little bit of displeasure but still giving in, it certainly was nice. She hums, her thumb brushing against his jaw lightly. An attempt to calm his nerves.
"I can promise you that. You're more than just the Heart of the Demon, my beloved."
Talia knows he hates the double meanings, but this is the one thing she's shy about. Telling him outright how she feels seems impossible, and feels dangerous. Like walking into a burning house, or swimming during a hurricane. Even if he says it back, that's still a weakness. A connection she's not meant to have. Something that could easily put one or both of their lives on the line.
The thought of him hurt just by being with her causes her physical pain, but it doesn't show. The closest it gets to showing is a sharp exhale, which she can play off as the start of a chuckle. Her Father would certainly be displeased. She's gotten weak, and over a guy who he hasn't approved.
Talia would be lucky to get away with just a sparring match over it.
"I think I'd like that. You showing me."
She closes the distance now, meeting him halfway, her other hand now pressed against his cheek. Unlike him, her eyes are actually closed, relaxing into him. Talia actually trusts him, enough to close her eyes when they kiss, and she's relaxed. Not poised to kill at any moment. Either the alcohol is working some magic and she doesn't care as much, or maybe, just maybe, he's really had that strong of an influence on her.
Either way, she would have never been like this on the island. And with them both alone, away from her Father and the shadows, it seems like this might be a new side of her. A more real one, even. And one that only Bruce gets to see.
Oh, the double meanings, how he hates them with such a burning passion. The hate is reduced by the fact that it feels like she's telling him I love you. Something he knows is hard for her- to have a connection. It's one of the things that Ra's repeatedly insists is a bad thing to have- a weakness.
He's- he's also a little scared to say the same, to admit something similar, in the league love comes with punishment... but isn't this worth it..? Isn't it worth it to be with her? To yearn for someone so dearly-? Someone who would love him back? It's a scary thought... something he hasn't dared to think about in a long time, not since he left...
Oh, but the way she trusts him? He feels like a shithead- like a complete and utter asshole. He can't even bring himself to close his own eyes- what if- no.
This is a night away from the island, away from Ra's, away from his bitching, this isn't a time to be thinking about what will happen if he let's himself go. If he let's himself love. It's just Talia and him.
Nobody, nothing, or anything else. Just them for once.
Bruce's eyes close gently, he breaks the kiss, and he still doesnt open his eyes. He nuzzles into her neck and tries to form words only managing an incoherent stutter at first before clearing his throat and managing the words.
"I love you."
He breathes it out like a weight has been lifted from his shoulders.
The moment she feels him relax, oh, that's delightful. The party practically drowns itself out, and when he pulls away, she lets out a breath as if she was afraid of being poisoned β or poisoning him, perhaps. Talia knows that her family, her entire self, is poison. The Lazarus pits made sure of that. But if she's poison, toxic and deadly, then he's the antidote waiting to be distilled. He's already working, without even knowing it, on canceling out her nature β no, it's not her nature, it's how she was nurtured. Turned into a weapon.
She's not inherently a weapon. It shows while she's here, disobeying her Father. While she nuzzles into his neck right back after he does, breathing deep. Akin to a child born to smog getting their first taste of fresh mountain air. Talia smiles at the stuttering, muttering in Arabic about it being adorable. And then β
Then those words. Those words come out of his mouth. She pulls away, spooked, hands holding his face and searching his eyes. The beautiful blue eyes, ones she would hate seeing green. There's no traces of deceit, nor regret, nothing. He's breaking the rules for her. Admitting a weakness, risking punishment. She could have been tricking him. Using the moments alone as evidence to hand to her Father. He knows how dangerous she can be, and yet he still says it. And he means it.
"Anta hubbi al-awwal wal-akhir, habibi." is her reply. Letting it out, quick and breathless, like it might burn her. It certainly feels like she's burning, cheeks flamed and her heart skipping. Her head feels feather-light, and she's never felt like this before. Not really, at least. Love is forbidden, and most certainly with Bruce, but oh, does it feel so right.
She kisses him again, and there's no holding back this time. No careful dancing around, and no fear of being caught. A surety and a weight that was always missing before. Caught in a cage. But the tiger's not locked away this time. When she pulls away again, she lets out a soft laugh, smiling.
"I never thought I would get to say that, or hear you say it, Albi."
My heart. So she's been dancing around calling him that with what she's said. 'More than just the Demon's heart'.
Oh, how unsure he is, yet, he cannot bring himself to regret his spoken words, after all, they were not a burden when said they were a burden when he was holding them back. He feels free and his uneasiness melts away as she speaks to him in her native language, the blush that blooms across her cheeks so beautifully as if it were flowers. His breath hitches almost as if he's been stung. God her words matched her beauty.
The kiss is reciprocated without hesitation. Unleashed, free, without a care, knowing how worth it all is, as long as she is with him nothing matters.
"Neither did I, if we're being honest."
Bruce looks away suddenly feeling a little shy and his heart flutters as the name practically echos in his head 'Albi', his heart is pounding so harshly that he thinks it must be a heart attack but he knows better, he knows it just how lovesick he is- how whipped he is. He wonders if Talia can feel his heartbeat as it beats like its trying to escape, he wonders if she can feel how much love he has for her.
I will betray you one day.
The thought hits him like a stab to the back but the thought shifts as he grabs her tightly around the waist and cups her face with one hand.
Join me.
That was a thought that hadn't crossed his mind before and, oh, it was enticing. He shouldn't make it obvious, no, not right now- he shouldn't ruin what is already an amazing night by forcing her hand when she's not even sober. So he opts to say something to get the night going.
"But, we do have the entire night ahead of us, I want it to cement in your head how much I love you."
He says it so with a smile, soft and vulnerable. He cant wait to show her just how much he loves her, in every shape and form he can possibly muster. He would be willing to do anything for her right in this moment to prove that he loves her.
Open Rp: VALENTINES DAY!
Anyone can interact! Depending on the characters age the interaction will differ.
Oh, it had been a while since he had been let off his leash that is the island. A long time. Even being off the island it felt as if he was still on a leash that was attempting to tug him back after all he had only come to deliver information for Ra's. Coincidentally, it was Valentines Day.
Which brought up another thing- it had been a long time since he celebrated Valentines Day. A real coincidence that he had been let off the island on Valentines Day. He didnt suppose that Ra's celebrated Valentines Day, let alone know what it was, but then again maybe he did know what it was.
Maybe, this was another one of his tests, one that would be asking him if he still had human attachments. If he was still as human as he once was. To that he would say, yes, he was shamelessly human. He would prove so to Ra's. He didnt care about the consequences that came with it, he would deal with those later.
After a quick outfit change and walking around- he found himself in a Valentines festival that happened to be going on in the place he was meant to deliver information to. It was loud, colorful, joyful. It was all so human, exactly the thing Ra's would hate- so what if it was put of spite? Maybe he could meet someone regardless? Maybe, he could get out of the noise and go somewhere quiet and have a fun time by maybe going to the zoo! He hadn't been to a zoo in a while.
Talia was freed hours before Bruce was. She wasn't made aware as to why, but she knew what day it was. And the Lazarus pits be damned, she has every intention of enjoying her day. Her father can piss off.
She finds a dress shop in the city, picking up a cute little red outfit that she would never be caught dead in on the island. Short and screaming for attention, sure. But she's heading out of the area already, slinging a blazer over her shoulder, looking for an underground party. Somewhere that she'll be able to hide easier, and where her bad behavior is expected.
She doesn't know where Bruce is, and doesn't care for once. She's not the one who's supposed to shadow him today. Talia overheard that assignment already. So she thinks nothing of him, slipping past the crowds of the festival on the surface and towards some alleys with broken chainlink fence, eager to get somewhere off the surface streets.
He doesn't expect to see anyone that he recognizes and doesn't really care to. That is until he sees Talia and when he really sees what she's wearing his eyes go wide and suddenly he feels like a horny teenager and very strangely protective of her.
It feels wrong and yet so right to approach her to gently tap her on the shoulder.
"Talia" he whispers it gently in her ear, hoping that she can hear him even admist all the ruckus going on around them.
He's almost pressed against her from how close he is- he's surprised she didnt notice him sooner, especially since he can feel the protectiveness radiating off of himself. The need to cover her up.
The tap was ignored, until her name is whispered in her ear by a delightfully familiar voice, and she feels him practically pressed against her. She turns to get a look at him, and a look he hasn't seen before crosses her features. Not quite predatory, but absolutely possessive. That same horny teenage vibe he's feeling.
Damn, he looks good. She would love to see what's underneath, but they're in public. Normal people are here, and she's got an inkling that he hasn't lost his shadow quite yet. So for now, she'll play it safe. leaning up to whisper in his ear.
"Looking stunning, beloved," she purrs, lips brushing against his skin. "Skirting your responsibilities too?"
Talia chuckles, pulling away to get a better look. Truly screams old money, and it's fitting. Though he could probably look good in anything if he tried. She gives him a smirk, toying with her phone and moving the blazer into her arms. Holding it carelessly.
"If only I could see you like this more often. I think I like this style better on you."
Oh, the lust in her eyes. Goodness.
"Thank you, I think I hardly deserve the compliment, especially when you look this stunning."
He chuckles softly, pretending there isnt a shiver that makes its way up his spine when her lips touch his ear.
"I won't tell if you dont tell unless you would rather join me in?"
Oh, he hates how her phone takes the attention away from him.
"Really? I enjoy your style too."
He pauses to lean down close to her ear to whusper something that was likely a risky game.
"However, I think I'd enjoy it more if you went without the clothes, as I assume you'd like me too."
Talia lets out something between a frustrated groan and a chuckle at his compliments. She grabs one of his belt loops sneakily, holding him close to her. She briefly casts her gaze around the area, finding his shadow easily. As badly as she wants him, she would far rather be alone with him.
Alone, and with all these clothes gone.
"I've been away for hours, and I have no intention of returning home until tomorrow. Too much fun, and I don't want to miss any of it."
Her breath hitches as he whispers and she drags him close before fully registering her actions. But that damned shadow... Control yourself, Talia. That shadow will report everything it sees to her Father. There may be no coincidences when he's involved, but he certainly doesn't need to know all of these details. She lets out a breath, keeping her voice at a whisper. But that lust has certainly invaded her voice.
"I'd certainly like a lot more than that, Heart. I suppose today would be the day for it, no? The day of eternal love and cupid and all that."
She smirks, chuckling as she swaps their phones, and then steps away. The address she's going to is in there, he'll find her easily. And she knows he'll come after her.
"But lose that Shadow first, Bruce. And then come find me. Believe me, I'll be waiting eagerly."
Her hand brushes against something teasingly as she slips away from him, down into the alley. She gets behind that fence easily and vanishes from sight, but only for the moment. Just until he shows up at the party she's going to. It's loud and bright, but that doesn't matter. The music is nice, the dancing is scandalous, and it's everything her Father would hate.
She's going to be throwing back shots until he shows up, and flirting with whoever catches her fancy. Trying to ease the itch for him.
He smiles at her sneaky grab wanting to just grab her.
"Me either."
He likes the effect he has on her- its intoxicating. Though the effect is slightly dismissed by something she keeps looking at. Oh, but the lust in her voice when she speaks? Delicious. Her words even more so. It makes a grin come up onto his face.
He takes her phone looking at the address then glancing at the shadow, right. He had known it was there the whole time the only reason he let them spy was for the express purpose of allowing them to report it to Ra's, a detailed report to piss him off. But, if Talia wanted them gone, they were gone.
He feels her touch spark heat- feeling it like a phantom, lingering all as he watches her disappear knowing its only temporary, until he loses this shadow. It should only take 5 minutes. So he heads the opposite direction of the location theyre going to meet at to attempt to lose the shadow.
His attempt proves successful, even though it takes him double assumed time, hes managed to lose them. The only downside is the shadow must remain lost, so he carefully travels along the alleys that are darkened by shadows he takes a long route in order to meet Talia, without the shadow spotting him. It takes him 30 minutes total to get there, he smiles softly as he sees her.
His smile falls when he sees it- she's flirting with another guy, but he doesn't mope or back down, no, he approaches slowly letting his jealousy and utter possessiveness spew out as he slams his hand on the table she's sat at with a passive aggressive smile.
"Darling, who is this?"
Talia doesn't flinch at the slamming hand, not reacting at all really. She glances up slightly and gives a coy smile, reaching up and brushing her fingers under his chin, snaking her hand up to cusp his jaw. Thumb resting against his adam's apple. Just as possessive as he is, though maybe a little more freaky about it.
"Nobody of importance, Beloved. Just a toy to pass the time. Truly, the girls were more fun."
She chuckles and watches the man leave, not waving. Barely even acknowledging his departure, truthfully. She's soaking in the vibe he's radiating. Possessive and jealous, and certainly violent. Talia lets out a pleased hum, allowing herself just another moment to drink it in before turning in her chair, smiling.
Logically, she knows she had to diffuse this. But she kinda likes it.
"Never took you for the possessive type, Heart. Interesting. What took you so long, though?"
Her impatient question is laced with a pout, even though it doesn't show on her face. She's had a half dozen shots already, if the glasses in front of her mean anything. But she seems to be holding her liquor well, likely tipsy at most. Still, she holds up his phone, offering it back to him.
He'll find the handful of pictures she took of herself later. They're relatively buried, at least. And nothing that would get either of them in trouble.
"Don't worry, all I saw was that app tracking my phone. I didn't even look at it for long. Nothing on there could interest me more than you do."
He looks down at her the moment she touches his face.
"I dont want you flirting with others."
His eyebrows furrowed deeply as he looked at her, she didnt even seem to be ashamed of her actions. It made him angry, he almost wanted to give her a taste of her own medicine but her question made him pause his revenge plan.
"Seeing you chasing after others makes me feel this way Talia. I'm sure you wouldn't enjoy the feeling of me chasing after others."
Looking down at the drinks on the table, he never knew how well Talia could hold her liquor- he didnt know she could do so at all, but this is Ra's daughter, so it made sense. He takes back his phone and hes not sure how he feels about Talia going through his phone, no matter how little it was.
"Thats in place for a very good reason."
Hes not willing to elaborate or further justifiy his reasoning, hes almost sure that she understands why so he changes the topic.
"Nothing? Nothing in the slightest? Then why did you flirt with others?"
Bruce cant help but let the jealousy boil over again. Hes jealous, why should he hide it? He wants her attention all to himself, why should he hide that? He has no reason to hide it now that theyre alone. Alone without Ra's to watch them.
Talia lets out a hum, mulling his words over. He's got her there β she would definitely be driven to jealousy seeing him flirt with someone else. She might even take more drastic measures than him, really. Bruce is hers, and she wants him to be hers alone. Others would be obstacles that she would gladly get rid of.
"... I suppose you're right there. I can't make any promises if Father sends me off and it's part of my mission. But no more flirting for the fun of it. As you wish, Beloved."
She just chuckles as he defends the tracker, rolling her eyes.
"I never said I mind it, did I?"
Standing up now, she stays close to him and sets a hand against his cheek, pressing her forehead against his nose. Breathing him in. Even in the heels, she's just a little shorter than him.
"I was bored, Bruce. Passing the time. These people are easy to toy with, all of them want something. Obviously enough that it can be dangled in their face and used against them. If I had wanted more from anyone, I would have taken it."
She sighs. "But, as you said, no more of that. I'll find another way to pass the time if I have to wait again. My sincere apologies."
Drinking, being amicable, and apologizing. Seems someone isn't so devout to her Father's teachings anymore. Her hand travels to the side of his neck and flickers to his lips, briefly, but without closing the distance. He's upset, and she's letting him make his own decisions. Even if she'd rather kiss him delirious and find a room.
Maybe she's devoted to something else now.
He doesn't like the possibility that she may flirt with someone other than himself again if its required by her mission, he grumbles and looks away, showing hes not quite satisfied with her response but regardless looks back at her before speaking.
"If you can promise me that much."
Though the thing about the tracker catches him off guard, typically people are a little more offended by a tracker, a little more angry, a little more wanting of freedom without eyes on them the whole time. He is pleased that he wont have to remove it any time soon, even more so when her hand is set upon his skin. He can feel a slight intimacy in this moment.
"You can find different ways to toy with people as long as it doesn't fall along the lines of flirting with them. I accept your apology."
It takes him a moment to process how far Talia has come from her fathers teachings to what she is now. More detached from them than she was before, thats for certain at least. Has all this progress really been made all because of his help? It couldn't be true... right...? How much of an influence has he truly had them?
How much has he affected Talia's decisions? How much? He hasn't spent quite enough time saying how much he appreciates the decisions she makes for him and... maybe he doesn't have to... perhaps he could show his appreciation instead.
"Now, let me show you how much I appreciate you. Lets not let a silly little dispute sully the Valentines mood."
Bruce could already tell beforehand that she had wanted to kiss him but didnt do so merely because he was upset. He truly appreciated that, considering a past Talia would've likely kissed him anyway. He leaned down for a kiss, he didnt want to lose sight of her for not even a second, so even as his eyes turned in to slivers he kept them open, all for the purpose of being able to watch her as they kissed.
She finds the grumbles amusing, cute even. The little bit of displeasure but still giving in, it certainly was nice. She hums, her thumb brushing against his jaw lightly. An attempt to calm his nerves.
"I can promise you that. You're more than just the Heart of the Demon, my beloved."
Talia knows he hates the double meanings, but this is the one thing she's shy about. Telling him outright how she feels seems impossible, and feels dangerous. Like walking into a burning house, or swimming during a hurricane. Even if he says it back, that's still a weakness. A connection she's not meant to have. Something that could easily put one or both of their lives on the line.
The thought of him hurt just by being with her causes her physical pain, but it doesn't show. The closest it gets to showing is a sharp exhale, which she can play off as the start of a chuckle. Her Father would certainly be displeased. She's gotten weak, and over a guy who he hasn't approved.
Talia would be lucky to get away with just a sparring match over it.
"I think I'd like that. You showing me."
She closes the distance now, meeting him halfway, her other hand now pressed against his cheek. Unlike him, her eyes are actually closed, relaxing into him. Talia actually trusts him, enough to close her eyes when they kiss, and she's relaxed. Not poised to kill at any moment. Either the alcohol is working some magic and she doesn't care as much, or maybe, just maybe, he's really had that strong of an influence on her.
Either way, she would have never been like this on the island. And with them both alone, away from her Father and the shadows, it seems like this might be a new side of her. A more real one, even. And one that only Bruce gets to see.
Oh, the double meanings, how he hates them with such a burning passion. The hate is reduced by the fact that it feels like she's telling him I love you. Something he knows is hard for her- to have a connection. It's one of the things that Ra's repeatedly insists is a bad thing to have- a weakness.
He's- he's also a little scared to say the same, to admit something similar, in the league love comes with punishment... but isn't this worth it..? Isn't it worth it to be with her? To yearn for someone so dearly-? Someone who would love him back? It's a scary thought... something he hasn't dared to think about in a long time, not since he left...
Oh, but the way she trusts him? He feels like a shithead- like a complete and utter asshole. He can't even bring himself to close his own eyes- what if- no.
This is a night away from the island, away from Ra's, away from his bitching, this isn't a time to be thinking about what will happen if he let's himself go. If he let's himself love. It's just Talia and him.
Nobody, nothing, or anything else. Just them for once.
Bruce's eyes close gently, he breaks the kiss, and he still doesnt open his eyes. He nuzzles into her neck and tries to form words only managing an incoherent stutter at first before clearing his throat and managing the words.
"I love you."
He breathes it out like a weight has been lifted from his shoulders.
Open Rp: VALENTINES DAY!
Anyone can interact! Depending on the characters age the interaction will differ.
Oh, it had been a while since he had been let off his leash that is the island. A long time. Even being off the island it felt as if he was still on a leash that was attempting to tug him back after all he had only come to deliver information for Ra's. Coincidentally, it was Valentines Day.
Which brought up another thing- it had been a long time since he celebrated Valentines Day. A real coincidence that he had been let off the island on Valentines Day. He didnt suppose that Ra's celebrated Valentines Day, let alone know what it was, but then again maybe he did know what it was.
Maybe, this was another one of his tests, one that would be asking him if he still had human attachments. If he was still as human as he once was. To that he would say, yes, he was shamelessly human. He would prove so to Ra's. He didnt care about the consequences that came with it, he would deal with those later.
After a quick outfit change and walking around- he found himself in a Valentines festival that happened to be going on in the place he was meant to deliver information to. It was loud, colorful, joyful. It was all so human, exactly the thing Ra's would hate- so what if it was put of spite? Maybe he could meet someone regardless? Maybe, he could get out of the noise and go somewhere quiet and have a fun time by maybe going to the zoo! He hadn't been to a zoo in a while.
Talia was freed hours before Bruce was. She wasn't made aware as to why, but she knew what day it was. And the Lazarus pits be damned, she has every intention of enjoying her day. Her father can piss off.
She finds a dress shop in the city, picking up a cute little red outfit that she would never be caught dead in on the island. Short and screaming for attention, sure. But she's heading out of the area already, slinging a blazer over her shoulder, looking for an underground party. Somewhere that she'll be able to hide easier, and where her bad behavior is expected.
She doesn't know where Bruce is, and doesn't care for once. She's not the one who's supposed to shadow him today. Talia overheard that assignment already. So she thinks nothing of him, slipping past the crowds of the festival on the surface and towards some alleys with broken chainlink fence, eager to get somewhere off the surface streets.
He doesn't expect to see anyone that he recognizes and doesn't really care to. That is until he sees Talia and when he really sees what she's wearing his eyes go wide and suddenly he feels like a horny teenager and very strangely protective of her.
It feels wrong and yet so right to approach her to gently tap her on the shoulder.
"Talia" he whispers it gently in her ear, hoping that she can hear him even admist all the ruckus going on around them.
He's almost pressed against her from how close he is- he's surprised she didnt notice him sooner, especially since he can feel the protectiveness radiating off of himself. The need to cover her up.
The tap was ignored, until her name is whispered in her ear by a delightfully familiar voice, and she feels him practically pressed against her. She turns to get a look at him, and a look he hasn't seen before crosses her features. Not quite predatory, but absolutely possessive. That same horny teenage vibe he's feeling.
Damn, he looks good. She would love to see what's underneath, but they're in public. Normal people are here, and she's got an inkling that he hasn't lost his shadow quite yet. So for now, she'll play it safe. leaning up to whisper in his ear.
"Looking stunning, beloved," she purrs, lips brushing against his skin. "Skirting your responsibilities too?"
Talia chuckles, pulling away to get a better look. Truly screams old money, and it's fitting. Though he could probably look good in anything if he tried. She gives him a smirk, toying with her phone and moving the blazer into her arms. Holding it carelessly.
"If only I could see you like this more often. I think I like this style better on you."
Oh, the lust in her eyes. Goodness.
"Thank you, I think I hardly deserve the compliment, especially when you look this stunning."
He chuckles softly, pretending there isnt a shiver that makes its way up his spine when her lips touch his ear.
"I won't tell if you dont tell unless you would rather join me in?"
Oh, he hates how her phone takes the attention away from him.
"Really? I enjoy your style too."
He pauses to lean down close to her ear to whusper something that was likely a risky game.
"However, I think I'd enjoy it more if you went without the clothes, as I assume you'd like me too."
Talia lets out something between a frustrated groan and a chuckle at his compliments. She grabs one of his belt loops sneakily, holding him close to her. She briefly casts her gaze around the area, finding his shadow easily. As badly as she wants him, she would far rather be alone with him.
Alone, and with all these clothes gone.
"I've been away for hours, and I have no intention of returning home until tomorrow. Too much fun, and I don't want to miss any of it."
Her breath hitches as he whispers and she drags him close before fully registering her actions. But that damned shadow... Control yourself, Talia. That shadow will report everything it sees to her Father. There may be no coincidences when he's involved, but he certainly doesn't need to know all of these details. She lets out a breath, keeping her voice at a whisper. But that lust has certainly invaded her voice.
"I'd certainly like a lot more than that, Heart. I suppose today would be the day for it, no? The day of eternal love and cupid and all that."
She smirks, chuckling as she swaps their phones, and then steps away. The address she's going to is in there, he'll find her easily. And she knows he'll come after her.
"But lose that Shadow first, Bruce. And then come find me. Believe me, I'll be waiting eagerly."
Her hand brushes against something teasingly as she slips away from him, down into the alley. She gets behind that fence easily and vanishes from sight, but only for the moment. Just until he shows up at the party she's going to. It's loud and bright, but that doesn't matter. The music is nice, the dancing is scandalous, and it's everything her Father would hate.
She's going to be throwing back shots until he shows up, and flirting with whoever catches her fancy. Trying to ease the itch for him.
He smiles at her sneaky grab wanting to just grab her.
"Me either."
He likes the effect he has on her- its intoxicating. Though the effect is slightly dismissed by something she keeps looking at. Oh, but the lust in her voice when she speaks? Delicious. Her words even more so. It makes a grin come up onto his face.
He takes her phone looking at the address then glancing at the shadow, right. He had known it was there the whole time the only reason he let them spy was for the express purpose of allowing them to report it to Ra's, a detailed report to piss him off. But, if Talia wanted them gone, they were gone.
He feels her touch spark heat- feeling it like a phantom, lingering all as he watches her disappear knowing its only temporary, until he loses this shadow. It should only take 5 minutes. So he heads the opposite direction of the location theyre going to meet at to attempt to lose the shadow.
His attempt proves successful, even though it takes him double assumed time, hes managed to lose them. The only downside is the shadow must remain lost, so he carefully travels along the alleys that are darkened by shadows he takes a long route in order to meet Talia, without the shadow spotting him. It takes him 30 minutes total to get there, he smiles softly as he sees her.
His smile falls when he sees it- she's flirting with another guy, but he doesn't mope or back down, no, he approaches slowly letting his jealousy and utter possessiveness spew out as he slams his hand on the table she's sat at with a passive aggressive smile.
"Darling, who is this?"
Talia doesn't flinch at the slamming hand, not reacting at all really. She glances up slightly and gives a coy smile, reaching up and brushing her fingers under his chin, snaking her hand up to cusp his jaw. Thumb resting against his adam's apple. Just as possessive as he is, though maybe a little more freaky about it.
"Nobody of importance, Beloved. Just a toy to pass the time. Truly, the girls were more fun."
She chuckles and watches the man leave, not waving. Barely even acknowledging his departure, truthfully. She's soaking in the vibe he's radiating. Possessive and jealous, and certainly violent. Talia lets out a pleased hum, allowing herself just another moment to drink it in before turning in her chair, smiling.
Logically, she knows she had to diffuse this. But she kinda likes it.
"Never took you for the possessive type, Heart. Interesting. What took you so long, though?"
Her impatient question is laced with a pout, even though it doesn't show on her face. She's had a half dozen shots already, if the glasses in front of her mean anything. But she seems to be holding her liquor well, likely tipsy at most. Still, she holds up his phone, offering it back to him.
He'll find the handful of pictures she took of herself later. They're relatively buried, at least. And nothing that would get either of them in trouble.
"Don't worry, all I saw was that app tracking my phone. I didn't even look at it for long. Nothing on there could interest me more than you do."
He looks down at her the moment she touches his face.
"I dont want you flirting with others."
His eyebrows furrowed deeply as he looked at her, she didnt even seem to be ashamed of her actions. It made him angry, he almost wanted to give her a taste of her own medicine but her question made him pause his revenge plan.
"Seeing you chasing after others makes me feel this way Talia. I'm sure you wouldn't enjoy the feeling of me chasing after others."
Looking down at the drinks on the table, he never knew how well Talia could hold her liquor- he didnt know she could do so at all, but this is Ra's daughter, so it made sense. He takes back his phone and hes not sure how he feels about Talia going through his phone, no matter how little it was.
"Thats in place for a very good reason."
Hes not willing to elaborate or further justifiy his reasoning, hes almost sure that she understands why so he changes the topic.
"Nothing? Nothing in the slightest? Then why did you flirt with others?"
Bruce cant help but let the jealousy boil over again. Hes jealous, why should he hide it? He wants her attention all to himself, why should he hide that? He has no reason to hide it now that theyre alone. Alone without Ra's to watch them.
Talia lets out a hum, mulling his words over. He's got her there β she would definitely be driven to jealousy seeing him flirt with someone else. She might even take more drastic measures than him, really. Bruce is hers, and she wants him to be hers alone. Others would be obstacles that she would gladly get rid of.
"... I suppose you're right there. I can't make any promises if Father sends me off and it's part of my mission. But no more flirting for the fun of it. As you wish, Beloved."
She just chuckles as he defends the tracker, rolling her eyes.
"I never said I mind it, did I?"
Standing up now, she stays close to him and sets a hand against his cheek, pressing her forehead against his nose. Breathing him in. Even in the heels, she's just a little shorter than him.
"I was bored, Bruce. Passing the time. These people are easy to toy with, all of them want something. Obviously enough that it can be dangled in their face and used against them. If I had wanted more from anyone, I would have taken it."
She sighs. "But, as you said, no more of that. I'll find another way to pass the time if I have to wait again. My sincere apologies."
Drinking, being amicable, and apologizing. Seems someone isn't so devout to her Father's teachings anymore. Her hand travels to the side of his neck and flickers to his lips, briefly, but without closing the distance. He's upset, and she's letting him make his own decisions. Even if she'd rather kiss him delirious and find a room.
Maybe she's devoted to something else now.
He doesn't like the possibility that she may flirt with someone other than himself again if its required by her mission, he grumbles and looks away, showing hes not quite satisfied with her response but regardless looks back at her before speaking.
"If you can promise me that much."
Though the thing about the tracker catches him off guard, typically people are a little more offended by a tracker, a little more angry, a little more wanting of freedom without eyes on them the whole time. He is pleased that he wont have to remove it any time soon, even more so when her hand is set upon his skin. He can feel a slight intimacy in this moment.
"You can find different ways to toy with people as long as it doesn't fall along the lines of flirting with them. I accept your apology."
It takes him a moment to process how far Talia has come from her fathers teachings to what she is now. More detached from them than she was before, thats for certain at least. Has all this progress really been made all because of his help? It couldn't be true... right...? How much of an influence has he truly had them?
How much has he affected Talia's decisions? How much? He hasn't spent quite enough time saying how much he appreciates the decisions she makes for him and... maybe he doesn't have to... perhaps he could show his appreciation instead.
"Now, let me show you how much I appreciate you. Lets not let a silly little dispute sully the Valentines mood."
Bruce could already tell beforehand that she had wanted to kiss him but didnt do so merely because he was upset. He truly appreciated that, considering a past Talia would've likely kissed him anyway. He leaned down for a kiss, he didnt want to lose sight of her for not even a second, so even as his eyes turned in to slivers he kept them open, all for the purpose of being able to watch her as they kissed.
Open Rp: VALENTINES DAY!
Anyone can interact! Depending on the characters age the interaction will differ.
Oh, it had been a while since he had been let off his leash that is the island. A long time. Even being off the island it felt as if he was still on a leash that was attempting to tug him back after all he had only come to deliver information for Ra's. Coincidentally, it was Valentines Day.
Which brought up another thing- it had been a long time since he celebrated Valentines Day. A real coincidence that he had been let off the island on Valentines Day. He didnt suppose that Ra's celebrated Valentines Day, let alone know what it was, but then again maybe he did know what it was.
Maybe, this was another one of his tests, one that would be asking him if he still had human attachments. If he was still as human as he once was. To that he would say, yes, he was shamelessly human. He would prove so to Ra's. He didnt care about the consequences that came with it, he would deal with those later.
After a quick outfit change and walking around- he found himself in a Valentines festival that happened to be going on in the place he was meant to deliver information to. It was loud, colorful, joyful. It was all so human, exactly the thing Ra's would hate- so what if it was put of spite? Maybe he could meet someone regardless? Maybe, he could get out of the noise and go somewhere quiet and have a fun time by maybe going to the zoo! He hadn't been to a zoo in a while.
Talia was freed hours before Bruce was. She wasn't made aware as to why, but she knew what day it was. And the Lazarus pits be damned, she has every intention of enjoying her day. Her father can piss off.
She finds a dress shop in the city, picking up a cute little red outfit that she would never be caught dead in on the island. Short and screaming for attention, sure. But she's heading out of the area already, slinging a blazer over her shoulder, looking for an underground party. Somewhere that she'll be able to hide easier, and where her bad behavior is expected.
She doesn't know where Bruce is, and doesn't care for once. She's not the one who's supposed to shadow him today. Talia overheard that assignment already. So she thinks nothing of him, slipping past the crowds of the festival on the surface and towards some alleys with broken chainlink fence, eager to get somewhere off the surface streets.
He doesn't expect to see anyone that he recognizes and doesn't really care to. That is until he sees Talia and when he really sees what she's wearing his eyes go wide and suddenly he feels like a horny teenager and very strangely protective of her.
It feels wrong and yet so right to approach her to gently tap her on the shoulder.
"Talia" he whispers it gently in her ear, hoping that she can hear him even admist all the ruckus going on around them.
He's almost pressed against her from how close he is- he's surprised she didnt notice him sooner, especially since he can feel the protectiveness radiating off of himself. The need to cover her up.
The tap was ignored, until her name is whispered in her ear by a delightfully familiar voice, and she feels him practically pressed against her. She turns to get a look at him, and a look he hasn't seen before crosses her features. Not quite predatory, but absolutely possessive. That same horny teenage vibe he's feeling.
Damn, he looks good. She would love to see what's underneath, but they're in public. Normal people are here, and she's got an inkling that he hasn't lost his shadow quite yet. So for now, she'll play it safe. leaning up to whisper in his ear.
"Looking stunning, beloved," she purrs, lips brushing against his skin. "Skirting your responsibilities too?"
Talia chuckles, pulling away to get a better look. Truly screams old money, and it's fitting. Though he could probably look good in anything if he tried. She gives him a smirk, toying with her phone and moving the blazer into her arms. Holding it carelessly.
"If only I could see you like this more often. I think I like this style better on you."
Oh, the lust in her eyes. Goodness.
"Thank you, I think I hardly deserve the compliment, especially when you look this stunning."
He chuckles softly, pretending there isnt a shiver that makes its way up his spine when her lips touch his ear.
"I won't tell if you dont tell unless you would rather join me in?"
Oh, he hates how her phone takes the attention away from him.
"Really? I enjoy your style too."
He pauses to lean down close to her ear to whusper something that was likely a risky game.
"However, I think I'd enjoy it more if you went without the clothes, as I assume you'd like me too."
Talia lets out something between a frustrated groan and a chuckle at his compliments. She grabs one of his belt loops sneakily, holding him close to her. She briefly casts her gaze around the area, finding his shadow easily. As badly as she wants him, she would far rather be alone with him.
Alone, and with all these clothes gone.
"I've been away for hours, and I have no intention of returning home until tomorrow. Too much fun, and I don't want to miss any of it."
Her breath hitches as he whispers and she drags him close before fully registering her actions. But that damned shadow... Control yourself, Talia. That shadow will report everything it sees to her Father. There may be no coincidences when he's involved, but he certainly doesn't need to know all of these details. She lets out a breath, keeping her voice at a whisper. But that lust has certainly invaded her voice.
"I'd certainly like a lot more than that, Heart. I suppose today would be the day for it, no? The day of eternal love and cupid and all that."
She smirks, chuckling as she swaps their phones, and then steps away. The address she's going to is in there, he'll find her easily. And she knows he'll come after her.
"But lose that Shadow first, Bruce. And then come find me. Believe me, I'll be waiting eagerly."
Her hand brushes against something teasingly as she slips away from him, down into the alley. She gets behind that fence easily and vanishes from sight, but only for the moment. Just until he shows up at the party she's going to. It's loud and bright, but that doesn't matter. The music is nice, the dancing is scandalous, and it's everything her Father would hate.
She's going to be throwing back shots until he shows up, and flirting with whoever catches her fancy. Trying to ease the itch for him.
He smiles at her sneaky grab wanting to just grab her.
"Me either."
He likes the effect he has on her- its intoxicating. Though the effect is slightly dismissed by something she keeps looking at. Oh, but the lust in her voice when she speaks? Delicious. Her words even more so. It makes a grin come up onto his face.
He takes her phone looking at the address then glancing at the shadow, right. He had known it was there the whole time the only reason he let them spy was for the express purpose of allowing them to report it to Ra's, a detailed report to piss him off. But, if Talia wanted them gone, they were gone.
He feels her touch spark heat- feeling it like a phantom, lingering all as he watches her disappear knowing its only temporary, until he loses this shadow. It should only take 5 minutes. So he heads the opposite direction of the location theyre going to meet at to attempt to lose the shadow.
His attempt proves successful, even though it takes him double assumed time, hes managed to lose them. The only downside is the shadow must remain lost, so he carefully travels along the alleys that are darkened by shadows he takes a long route in order to meet Talia, without the shadow spotting him. It takes him 30 minutes total to get there, he smiles softly as he sees her.
His smile falls when he sees it- she's flirting with another guy, but he doesn't mope or back down, no, he approaches slowly letting his jealousy and utter possessiveness spew out as he slams his hand on the table she's sat at with a passive aggressive smile.
"Darling, who is this?"
Talia doesn't flinch at the slamming hand, not reacting at all really. She glances up slightly and gives a coy smile, reaching up and brushing her fingers under his chin, snaking her hand up to cusp his jaw. Thumb resting against his adam's apple. Just as possessive as he is, though maybe a little more freaky about it.
"Nobody of importance, Beloved. Just a toy to pass the time. Truly, the girls were more fun."
She chuckles and watches the man leave, not waving. Barely even acknowledging his departure, truthfully. She's soaking in the vibe he's radiating. Possessive and jealous, and certainly violent. Talia lets out a pleased hum, allowing herself just another moment to drink it in before turning in her chair, smiling.
Logically, she knows she had to diffuse this. But she kinda likes it.
"Never took you for the possessive type, Heart. Interesting. What took you so long, though?"
Her impatient question is laced with a pout, even though it doesn't show on her face. She's had a half dozen shots already, if the glasses in front of her mean anything. But she seems to be holding her liquor well, likely tipsy at most. Still, she holds up his phone, offering it back to him.
He'll find the handful of pictures she took of herself later. They're relatively buried, at least. And nothing that would get either of them in trouble.
"Don't worry, all I saw was that app tracking my phone. I didn't even look at it for long. Nothing on there could interest me more than you do."
He looks down at her the moment she touches his face.
"I dont want you flirting with others."
His eyebrows furrowed deeply as he looked at her, she didnt even seem to be ashamed of her actions. It made him angry, he almost wanted to give her a taste of her own medicine but her question made him pause his revenge plan.
"Seeing you chasing after others makes me feel this way Talia. I'm sure you wouldn't enjoy the feeling of me chasing after others."
Looking down at the drinks on the table, he never knew how well Talia could hold her liquor- he didnt know she could do so at all, but this is Ra's daughter, so it made sense. He takes back his phone and hes not sure how he feels about Talia going through his phone, no matter how little it was.
"Thats in place for a very good reason."
Hes not willing to elaborate or further justifiy his reasoning, hes almost sure that she understands why so he changes the topic.
"Nothing? Nothing in the slightest? Then why did you flirt with others?"
Bruce cant help but let the jealousy boil over again. Hes jealous, why should he hide it? He wants her attention all to himself, why should he hide that? He has no reason to hide it now that theyre alone. Alone without Ra's to watch them.
Open Rp: VALENTINES DAY!
Anyone can interact! Depending on the characters age the interaction will differ.
Oh, it had been a while since he had been let off his leash that is the island. A long time. Even being off the island it felt as if he was still on a leash that was attempting to tug him back after all he had only come to deliver information for Ra's. Coincidentally, it was Valentines Day.
Which brought up another thing- it had been a long time since he celebrated Valentines Day. A real coincidence that he had been let off the island on Valentines Day. He didnt suppose that Ra's celebrated Valentines Day, let alone know what it was, but then again maybe he did know what it was.
Maybe, this was another one of his tests, one that would be asking him if he still had human attachments. If he was still as human as he once was. To that he would say, yes, he was shamelessly human. He would prove so to Ra's. He didnt care about the consequences that came with it, he would deal with those later.
After a quick outfit change and walking around- he found himself in a Valentines festival that happened to be going on in the place he was meant to deliver information to. It was loud, colorful, joyful. It was all so human, exactly the thing Ra's would hate- so what if it was put of spite? Maybe he could meet someone regardless? Maybe, he could get out of the noise and go somewhere quiet and have a fun time by maybe going to the zoo! He hadn't been to a zoo in a while.
Talia was freed hours before Bruce was. She wasn't made aware as to why, but she knew what day it was. And the Lazarus pits be damned, she has every intention of enjoying her day. Her father can piss off.
She finds a dress shop in the city, picking up a cute little red outfit that she would never be caught dead in on the island. Short and screaming for attention, sure. But she's heading out of the area already, slinging a blazer over her shoulder, looking for an underground party. Somewhere that she'll be able to hide easier, and where her bad behavior is expected.
She doesn't know where Bruce is, and doesn't care for once. She's not the one who's supposed to shadow him today. Talia overheard that assignment already. So she thinks nothing of him, slipping past the crowds of the festival on the surface and towards some alleys with broken chainlink fence, eager to get somewhere off the surface streets.
He doesn't expect to see anyone that he recognizes and doesn't really care to. That is until he sees Talia and when he really sees what she's wearing his eyes go wide and suddenly he feels like a horny teenager and very strangely protective of her.
It feels wrong and yet so right to approach her to gently tap her on the shoulder.
"Talia" he whispers it gently in her ear, hoping that she can hear him even admist all the ruckus going on around them.
He's almost pressed against her from how close he is- he's surprised she didnt notice him sooner, especially since he can feel the protectiveness radiating off of himself. The need to cover her up.
The tap was ignored, until her name is whispered in her ear by a delightfully familiar voice, and she feels him practically pressed against her. She turns to get a look at him, and a look he hasn't seen before crosses her features. Not quite predatory, but absolutely possessive. That same horny teenage vibe he's feeling.
Damn, he looks good. She would love to see what's underneath, but they're in public. Normal people are here, and she's got an inkling that he hasn't lost his shadow quite yet. So for now, she'll play it safe. leaning up to whisper in his ear.
"Looking stunning, beloved," she purrs, lips brushing against his skin. "Skirting your responsibilities too?"
Talia chuckles, pulling away to get a better look. Truly screams old money, and it's fitting. Though he could probably look good in anything if he tried. She gives him a smirk, toying with her phone and moving the blazer into her arms. Holding it carelessly.
"If only I could see you like this more often. I think I like this style better on you."
Oh, the lust in her eyes. Goodness.
"Thank you, I think I hardly deserve the compliment, especially when you look this stunning."
He chuckles softly, pretending there isnt a shiver that makes its way up his spine when her lips touch his ear.
"I won't tell if you dont tell unless you would rather join me in?"
Oh, he hates how her phone takes the attention away from him.
"Really? I enjoy your style too."
He pauses to lean down close to her ear to whusper something that was likely a risky game.
"However, I think I'd enjoy it more if you went without the clothes, as I assume you'd like me too."
Talia lets out something between a frustrated groan and a chuckle at his compliments. She grabs one of his belt loops sneakily, holding him close to her. She briefly casts her gaze around the area, finding his shadow easily. As badly as she wants him, she would far rather be alone with him.
Alone, and with all these clothes gone.
"I've been away for hours, and I have no intention of returning home until tomorrow. Too much fun, and I don't want to miss any of it."
Her breath hitches as he whispers and she drags him close before fully registering her actions. But that damned shadow... Control yourself, Talia. That shadow will report everything it sees to her Father. There may be no coincidences when he's involved, but he certainly doesn't need to know all of these details. She lets out a breath, keeping her voice at a whisper. But that lust has certainly invaded her voice.
"I'd certainly like a lot more than that, Heart. I suppose today would be the day for it, no? The day of eternal love and cupid and all that."
She smirks, chuckling as she swaps their phones, and then steps away. The address she's going to is in there, he'll find her easily. And she knows he'll come after her.
"But lose that Shadow first, Bruce. And then come find me. Believe me, I'll be waiting eagerly."
Her hand brushes against something teasingly as she slips away from him, down into the alley. She gets behind that fence easily and vanishes from sight, but only for the moment. Just until he shows up at the party she's going to. It's loud and bright, but that doesn't matter. The music is nice, the dancing is scandalous, and it's everything her Father would hate.
She's going to be throwing back shots until he shows up, and flirting with whoever catches her fancy. Trying to ease the itch for him.
He smiles at her sneaky grab wanting to just grab her.
"Me either."
He likes the effect he has on her- its intoxicating. Though the effect is slightly dismissed by something she keeps looking at. Oh, but the lust in her voice when she speaks? Delicious. Her words even more so. It makes a grin come up onto his face.
He takes her phone looking at the address then glancing at the shadow, right. He had known it was there the whole time the only reason he let them spy was for the express purpose of allowing them to report it to Ra's, a detailed report to piss him off. But, if Talia wanted them gone, they were gone.
He feels her touch spark heat- feeling it like a phantom, lingering all as he watches her disappear knowing its only temporary, until he loses this shadow. It should only take 5 minutes. So he heads the opposite direction of the location theyre going to meet at to attempt to lose the shadow.
His attempt proves successful, even though it takes him double assumed time, hes managed to lose them. The only downside is the shadow must remain lost, so he carefully travels along the alleys that are darkened by shadows he takes a long route in order to meet Talia, without the shadow spotting him. It takes him 30 minutes total to get there, he smiles softly as he sees her.
His smile falls when he sees it- she's flirting with another guy, but he doesn't mope or back down, no, he approaches slowly letting his jealousy and utter possessiveness spew out as he slams his hand on the table she's sat at with a passive aggressive smile.
"Darling, who is this?"
Open Rp: VALENTINES DAY!
Anyone can interact! Depending on the characters age the interaction will differ.
Oh, it had been a while since he had been let off his leash that is the island. A long time. Even being off the island it felt as if he was still on a leash that was attempting to tug him back after all he had only come to deliver information for Ra's. Coincidentally, it was Valentines Day.
Which brought up another thing- it had been a long time since he celebrated Valentines Day. A real coincidence that he had been let off the island on Valentines Day. He didnt suppose that Ra's celebrated Valentines Day, let alone know what it was, but then again maybe he did know what it was.
Maybe, this was another one of his tests, one that would be asking him if he still had human attachments. If he was still as human as he once was. To that he would say, yes, he was shamelessly human. He would prove so to Ra's. He didnt care about the consequences that came with it, he would deal with those later.
After a quick outfit change and walking around- he found himself in a Valentines festival that happened to be going on in the place he was meant to deliver information to. It was loud, colorful, joyful. It was all so human, exactly the thing Ra's would hate- so what if it was put of spite? Maybe he could meet someone regardless? Maybe, he could get out of the noise and go somewhere quiet and have a fun time by maybe going to the zoo! He hadn't been to a zoo in a while.
Talia was freed hours before Bruce was. She wasn't made aware as to why, but she knew what day it was. And the Lazarus pits be damned, she has every intention of enjoying her day. Her father can piss off.
She finds a dress shop in the city, picking up a cute little red outfit that she would never be caught dead in on the island. Short and screaming for attention, sure. But she's heading out of the area already, slinging a blazer over her shoulder, looking for an underground party. Somewhere that she'll be able to hide easier, and where her bad behavior is expected.
She doesn't know where Bruce is, and doesn't care for once. She's not the one who's supposed to shadow him today. Talia overheard that assignment already. So she thinks nothing of him, slipping past the crowds of the festival on the surface and towards some alleys with broken chainlink fence, eager to get somewhere off the surface streets.
He doesn't expect to see anyone that he recognizes and doesn't really care to. That is until he sees Talia and when he really sees what she's wearing his eyes go wide and suddenly he feels like a horny teenager and very strangely protective of her.
It feels wrong and yet so right to approach her to gently tap her on the shoulder.
"Talia" he whispers it gently in her ear, hoping that she can hear him even admist all the ruckus going on around them.
He's almost pressed against her from how close he is- he's surprised she didnt notice him sooner, especially since he can feel the protectiveness radiating off of himself. The need to cover her up.
The tap was ignored, until her name is whispered in her ear by a delightfully familiar voice, and she feels him practically pressed against her. She turns to get a look at him, and a look he hasn't seen before crosses her features. Not quite predatory, but absolutely possessive. That same horny teenage vibe he's feeling.
Damn, he looks good. She would love to see what's underneath, but they're in public. Normal people are here, and she's got an inkling that he hasn't lost his shadow quite yet. So for now, she'll play it safe. leaning up to whisper in his ear.
"Looking stunning, beloved," she purrs, lips brushing against his skin. "Skirting your responsibilities too?"
Talia chuckles, pulling away to get a better look. Truly screams old money, and it's fitting. Though he could probably look good in anything if he tried. She gives him a smirk, toying with her phone and moving the blazer into her arms. Holding it carelessly.
"If only I could see you like this more often. I think I like this style better on you."
Oh, the lust in her eyes. Goodness.
"Thank you, I think I hardly deserve the compliment, especially when you look this stunning."
He chuckles softly, pretending there isnt a shiver that makes its way up his spine when her lips touch his ear.
"I won't tell if you dont tell unless you would rather join me in?"
Oh, he hates how her phone takes the attention away from him.
"Really? I enjoy your style too."
He pauses to lean down close to her ear to whusper something that was likely a risky game.
"However, I think I'd enjoy it more if you went without the clothes, as I assume you'd like me too."
