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gothbillionaire·:
He’s about to speak out, tell her no, tell her she’s not the one to judge who lives and who dies, even if that one is the Joker himself, but then Jason’s name leaves her lips and Bruce’s train of thought is lost.
Her touch is there, warm and gentle, and yet he barely acknowledges it, grief spreading inside his very soul at the memory of his son, his child, the one thing that has broke him the most ever since his parents’ death. He swallows hard and tries to regain composture, jaw stiffening and slowly pulling her hand away from his face. “I cannot let you do that…” He must be firm, emotions have taken enough of him already.
It brought her no pleasure, dredging up what she knew would bring undeniable pain to him. She’d done her research. As much as she hated to hurt him, appealing to his emotion was more likely to get the response she was hoping for. He wouldn’t listen to reason. She knew that much. His moral compass was immovable.
‘ Bruce, ’ she pleads. Though she didn’t need his permission, she still hoped that somehow he would offer his blessing. ‘ I would never ask you to compromise your morals. You’re the hero this city can rely on. Me, not so much. I made peace with the darkness that resides within my soul the moment I held my father’s limp body in my arms. My hands have already been dirtied. Please. If he doesn’t die, then it was all for nothing. Let me end this. ’
gothbillionaire·:
“I’m nothing if not professional.” A bitter smile shows on his face at his own words, and knowing she’s right, slowly removes his cowl, but the cape stays as he walks towards her, waving behind his every step.
“Why are you back in Gotham?”
‘ Isn’t it obvious? Like a cockroach, that cretin has proven himself near impossible to kill. I understand that there are lines you will not cross, and I’m not asking you to cross them. Merely to allow an old friend to do what has to be done. ’ Somber smile spreads across red painted lips, blue eyes pleading with him. Crosses the space between them, a hand placed upon his cheek. ‘ He took my father from me and he stole your son from you too. I know about Jason, Bruce. Words cannot express how sorry I am for your loss. Let me end this. Please. He brings death and destruction everywhere he goes. This madness has gone on long enough. Let me end this. For both our sakes. For my father. For Jason. For every life he has taken. Let me do this. ’
-You mean, you don't have a home?
- Earth is my home!
gothbillionaire·:
“I don’t make it a habit to drink during duty.”
He stays under the frame of the window for a moment, perhaps gathering himself some courage to what he was about to face. “It’s been a while…”
‘ how professional of you. ’
although unintended, each word drips with venom. it was easier keeping him at a distance. acting as though she hated him when that couldn’t be further from the truth. those feelings, however, were a luxury she could not afford. not when she had a mission to complete. one that she knew would pull her even further from him.
‘ you can take it off, you know. the cape and cowl. we don’t need to talk as though we’re strangers, now do we bruce? just tell me what you want to know. i wouldn’t lie to one of my dearest friends. ’
Chelsea Zhang as Rose Wilson in Titans “E.L._.O.”
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the chill air from the open window sends goosebumps down her bare arms. she doesn’t need to turn around to know who it was. it could only ever be one person. back still turned to him, she fixes herself a glass of something strong. even after all these years, she needed the liquid courage in order to deal with him.
‘ would you like me to pour you a glass as well? or did you just want to jump in with the interrogation? ’
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“Make it rain To rinse me out In the cold, I die In the spring, I sprout”