31-35, M
Extraño, enigmatico y misterioso
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AcceleratorAkuserareta · 31-35, M
crow eres tu te acuerdas de mi
Abuto · M
-- When it finally came the hour Gotham's entire high society was present at Wayne's charity event. Bruce made his entrance with a blond woman who playfully hooked her arm though his. A Bruce Wayne thing to do.
Eleven o'clock. He could push this maybe till half-past midnight and then he'd make his excuses and slip out. Talia knew this, she knew him. So when she saw the time to approach him, she did.--
“It's a lovely party, beloved.” --came an all-too familiar smooth accented voice. -- “People should be truly grateful for your selflessness.”
--No one else but her in the room would have known it, but Bruce felt as if he’d just been gut-shot. He turned his head slowly, as if doing so would make her someone else, someone less painful to see. Talia was as breathtaking as ever, clad in a burgundy dress of satin with sheer off-the-shoulder sleeves that met at the center of the fabric creating a wide v-neck effect. Her hair fell loose about her shoulders, and she was smiling at him as if there was no one else in the room but still there was a hint of sadness in that smile. Talia took the choice out of his hands. One elegant eyebrow rose as if in question.--
"Are you not going to introduce me to your friends, Mr. Wayne?”
Eleven o'clock. He could push this maybe till half-past midnight and then he'd make his excuses and slip out. Talia knew this, she knew him. So when she saw the time to approach him, she did.--
“It's a lovely party, beloved.” --came an all-too familiar smooth accented voice. -- “People should be truly grateful for your selflessness.”
--No one else but her in the room would have known it, but Bruce felt as if he’d just been gut-shot. He turned his head slowly, as if doing so would make her someone else, someone less painful to see. Talia was as breathtaking as ever, clad in a burgundy dress of satin with sheer off-the-shoulder sleeves that met at the center of the fabric creating a wide v-neck effect. Her hair fell loose about her shoulders, and she was smiling at him as if there was no one else in the room but still there was a hint of sadness in that smile. Talia took the choice out of his hands. One elegant eyebrow rose as if in question.--
"Are you not going to introduce me to your friends, Mr. Wayne?”
RichardGrayson · 36-40, M
[Well, not like that.
Do you read the comics or you only watched the movies?
Yeah, sure I don't mind Io start. ]
Do you read the comics or you only watched the movies?
Yeah, sure I don't mind Io start. ]
SW-User
It's not like there's a secret handshake required but...
do you speak english? or should I write in spanish?
do you speak english? or should I write in spanish?
Abuto · M
--She slept through at least two thirds of the fifteen hour flight, but despite that and her otherwise excellent physical shape, Talia felt like she’d just gone hand to hand with twenty of her father’s best soldiers. Straightening in her seat as the plane began its descent, she looked out the window at the city below as it was lit up by the early morning sun. It was not unlike the desert; so full of both life and death. From here it seemed to shine, no traces of the corruption and decay she knew to be there.
From here she could see why he loved it.
Stepping off the plane and into the busy airport, she pulled the small suitcase – she wouldn’t be staying long, after all – to her side and turned her wrist to check the delicate silver watch. Eight in the morning. There was plenty of time to make it to her loft in one of the city’s more affluent districts, maybe get a little more rest, and make herself presentable. There was a Wayne Foundation charity event tonight that would serve as an opportunity to reconnect.
An hour later, glancing out at Wayne Tower only blocks away and the rest of the city from the full-length windows of her loft, she laid out the dress, shoes, and other accessories for the evening’s festivities. Only the jewelry was left. Talia looked at the dresser where a wooden box lay open, revealing the ornate necklace that made her breath catch every time she looked at it.
Pointedly closing the lid, she chose a simple pendant of white gold instead.--
From here she could see why he loved it.
Stepping off the plane and into the busy airport, she pulled the small suitcase – she wouldn’t be staying long, after all – to her side and turned her wrist to check the delicate silver watch. Eight in the morning. There was plenty of time to make it to her loft in one of the city’s more affluent districts, maybe get a little more rest, and make herself presentable. There was a Wayne Foundation charity event tonight that would serve as an opportunity to reconnect.
An hour later, glancing out at Wayne Tower only blocks away and the rest of the city from the full-length windows of her loft, she laid out the dress, shoes, and other accessories for the evening’s festivities. Only the jewelry was left. Talia looked at the dresser where a wooden box lay open, revealing the ornate necklace that made her breath catch every time she looked at it.
Pointedly closing the lid, she chose a simple pendant of white gold instead.--
BddnBlckwood · 31-35, M
BddnBlckwood thinks you are Nerd.
JasonTodd · 36-40, M
"Where I've been ok...
Let me think, after the getting killed part, or the coming back?
You screwing with me? Wait, you're not that funny.
But following your cosmic joke If it makes you feel any better coming back hurt worse than actually dying.
Kinda fuzzy on the details, but I think I remember getting hit by a car somewhere around then too.
Not that you'd care. I mean, you're barely even human. Probably just think I should suck it up, right?"
Let me think, after the getting killed part, or the coming back?
You screwing with me? Wait, you're not that funny.
But following your cosmic joke If it makes you feel any better coming back hurt worse than actually dying.
Kinda fuzzy on the details, but I think I remember getting hit by a car somewhere around then too.
Not that you'd care. I mean, you're barely even human. Probably just think I should suck it up, right?"
RichardGrayson · 36-40, M
[yes. Or John Blake if you prefer the movie verse]
RichardGrayson · 36-40, M
[You're welcome. I suppose you roleplay Batman verse, am I right? ]
Abuto · M
I'm sure we will, beloved
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