[one x one] DC Based RP

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____________________RILEY REYNOLDS ▪ ＫＩＤ_ ＳＡＰＰＨＩＲＥ_


“This entire day is turning into a complete mess.”

A voice called up above the crowded mass that was trying to get the room ready for this evening. The source being a male, no taller than 5’ 9”, rather petite in frame, and ear length copper hair. With clipboard in hand he walked from each of the crews setting several things up. Quickly the male scribbled about the page as he criticized the worker that had brought in the food. “I understand now that you didn’t have the items I requested, but this would have been something to know before I hired you!” He said frantically as he slammed the cardboard clipboard against his head. “Mr. Wayne specifically wanted an all vegetarian menu this evening in order to commemorate Earth Day.” The copper haired boy walked away from the food and stepped over to the decorations. Green. So much green in this God Damn room. Riley saw no use for it. Willpower, who needs it? Will bends to me. He thought to himself as he stepped out of the large ballroom and into the hall. Despite trying to seem like he had everything under control, that was far from the truth.

Honestly Riley just wanted to cut and run. That would be the simplest route to take, but he knew that somehow his work would find him. Although if was to leave this sector he was sure that Wayne Industries wouldn’t be able to find him on another planet. The ginger male took a deep breath and stepped back inside the ballroom. From there he guided people where they needed to be, and what needed to be done. Within a couple of hours he had everyone in line, and ready for the evening. If Mr. Wayne wasn’t impressed with his organization skills, he didn’t know how to impress the man.

Have to pick up my suit for the evening, then I’ll be able to relax.

Riley thought to himself, but deep down he knew that was a lie. He’d have to make sure that everything went according to plan. This meant there would be no time to have any fun. Just once, he’d like to go to an event and be able to enjoy himself. Was that too much to ask for? Riley headed down the elevators and out to finish running his errands before the night fell. Tonight was going to be a busy night.


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[Shielded Maiden]

~Brieanna Gaunt~

"Daniel is so dead." Brie muttered to herself as she made her way through the room, on her way back from check on the computer system and the security mainframe. She'd make sure everything was then set up for that night. The two tech supports whom were supposed to be tackling tonight was Brieanna and Daniel, but her fellow co-worker had failed to show up that day, some lame excuse about the Joker totaling his car. For certain if the Joker had been at large last night then it would have shown up on the news, which meant Daniel was ducking out on her again. "He'd have a better chance of surviving the Joker than dealing with me, that's for sure." She said to herself once again.

The building was all in a rush, people passed by in a frenzy, all having to do some urgent task needing to be done in preparation for tonight. Unlike most of the employees here, Brie didn't have to pull her hair out over this occasion. For tonight she'd been behind the scenes doing her thing while outside things would run as usual, being the more professional looking structure. This was what she loved about being a tech, it was as casual as you could get.

The short, petite girl certainly stood out among the crowd of other employees, and it wasn't just because she hardly broke five feet four inches. Men had a dress code of fine pressed clothes that looked completely professional, but certainly uncomfortable with designer neckties and starched shirts. The women were no better with their drab or pastel color coordinated button up shirts and pencil skirts, they could be heard from a mile away when their heels struck the garnet floors, making an annoying clicky clack noise that announced their arrival. When she was compared to them, it was easy to tell the obvious difference.

Brieanna always wore clothes that had to fit her small frame, for her it was always hard to shop without having to visit the teen sections, sometimes even the tweens. Today she wore I high collar sleeveless white shirt with a black and silver vest put with a classic pair of silver and black pinstriped pants and black flats. Even is the dress code did approve more of women wearing skirts in the work place, she would have rather cross dressed as a guy then be subjected to wearing one of those.

As she weaved her way through the crowd, she barely caught the elevator in time. Sighing in relief she found a small void to stand in as the doors closed. Usually she took the stairs, being enclosed in a small place with these people wasn't something she enjoyed; all their perfume and bodyspray seemed to mix together and make an ungodly floral bog that made her sick to her stomach. Sadly today she did not have the energy to take the stairs, rather she would face the dreaded floral bog like a grown woman and get this over with.  

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____________________RILEY REYNOLDS ▪ ＫＩＤ_ ＳＡＰＰＨＩＲＥ_


Screams could be heard echoing throughout the third story loft that belonged to a very angry secretary. In his hand was a phone, and on the other end of that phone was an agent that was getting his a** handed to him. “WHAT DO YOU MEAN SHE’S BEEN INCARSERATED?” He asked, knowing exactly what it meant, and that it was bound to happen eventually. Pamela Isley had a long history of being contained in Arkham Asylum. It wasn’t a surprise that she was put back in there, but why did it have to be tonight? Riley paced back and forth across the hardwood floors of his open, but comfortable loft waiting for the agent to stop his apologizing, and a** kissing so he could speak again. Mr. Wayne,
Dr. Isley has gone and gotten herself back into Arkham.
Batman seems to be ruining everyone’s evening.
If you can, you’re probably going to have to take her place for the evening.
- Riley

The man sent the message and looked over to the red velvet Chaise longue. Draped across it were a black and grey pinstriped tuxedo, white undershirt, and a violet bowtie. The bowtie gave it just enough color for it not to be considered dull. Not only that, but the bowtie also matched the ring set on his right ring finger.

Riley stepped into his bathroom, and began to get ready for the evening ahead of them.


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[Shielded Maiden]

~Brieanna Gaunt~

"Wow, someone's mad." She commented as she heard the person in the loft above her yelling; it wasn't the first time that her unknown upstairs neighbor had gone about yelling and stomping, luckily nothing had been broken in her apartment from his rampage, not that she had much that could break. "Damn, two hours? What can I do with my time?"

Simply she shrugged it off, she'd get ready to go, then decide what to do with her time. Heading to her bathroom, in under twenty minuets she showered, then got out and dried her hair with the blow dryer, the short layers went and stuck up at all angles; it made Brie slightly resemble a hedgehog in appearance. She chuckled as she grabbed her flat iron and smoothed out the dark locks until they were pin strait and shown with luster and health. Usually she didn't take this much care with her appearance, a simple session of her drying her hair and she was usually out the door in whatever clothes she'd been able to find in her drawers.

Once her hair was done she did the simplest of make-up; taking time to do one of the few things she liked to do when dressing up, which was bedroom eyes made famous my Marilyn Monroe. Quickly she finished that off and slapped on a bit of lip gloss, being careful to not turn herself into the image of a child playing with her mother's make-up. Putting her make-up away she then moved to her bedroom to put on the finishing touches.

"Babies." She cooed as she came into her bedroom; on entering she headed to the dressed where a metallic box sat. Inside it looked like it was filled to the brim with fine sand, or rather powder, because it was finer than any sand you could fine. "Time to wake up."

Suddenly the box's contents stirred, softly swirling in a vortex motion as the fine substance suddenly rose into the air. In a matter of moments it had gone and settled onto her skin and spread out, covering almost every inch at first as it then started to take form. Now Brieanna was standing there in a marine blue bubble dress with a fine black lace finish; that fine powder had actually been billions of nanobot technology she'd used to form the dress she was now wearing, taken from the pages of some fashion magazine she'd notice two interns pouring over. Looking at herself in the mirror, she decided that she looked pretty good, the dress looked like an exact replica; this was where she loved being a technopath and having access to nanobot technology, though it had been a b***h to make each individual nano herself.

"Damn, took more time then I thought."She frowned at her watch, there was twenty minuets now for her to get to the function, this was where she also loved living so close to her work. Grabbing a small black clutch she then headed out, with Daniel being gone she would have to be the sole tech there who would have to ensure the projections would go as according to Mr. Wayne's plans. On her way out the door, she gave out the universal command to her electronics to all turn themselves off and the security alarm setting it's self. Looking to her watch again, she then hurried down to catch a cab before the after work rush settled in.