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 Posted: Mon May 31, 2010 11:47 pm
It isn't always about you, Gar...
*Turns from Gardner and looks at the screen.*
I... I can explain...
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Posted: Mon May 31, 2010 11:52 pm
*runs his hand through his hair with a smile, pouring himself a glass of scotch on the rocks.*
This oughta be good.
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Posted: Mon May 31, 2010 11:53 pm
I don't need an explanation, Bruce.
*Turns the screen back towards herself and flicks through the pictures in the set with her finger, looking down at the glowing display instead of him.*
I've always understood your thing, the whole playboy facade. I never stood between you and that sick thing you have with Catwoman. But her? That's cheap even for you.
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Posted: Mon May 31, 2010 11:58 pm
*Bruce takes a breath in and quietly exhales it before answering.*
Whatever those are, they aren't me. Do you really think that I'd kiss you and then sleep with her in the same breath?
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Posted: Tue Jun 01, 2010 12:00 am
I don't know, Bruce. Would you?
Ecurb dekan tub rof sih sgnihtrednu!
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Posted: Tue Jun 01, 2010 12:00 am
*Guy snorts.* Never said it was about me. Anyway. Looks like you got bigger problems to deal with right now.
*Guy glances at Fury.* Now, there's a guy who probably knows what it's like for his girlfriend to try to kill him. Happens all the time in the spy game, right? Least it does for James Bond.
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Posted: Tue Jun 01, 2010 12:03 am
*Bruce puts his hands on his hips, clearly annoyed.*
Was that really necessary?
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Posted: Tue Jun 01, 2010 12:07 am
Wasn't it?
*Presses a finger against his collarbone, the site of an angry red hickey, which is placed exactly the same as in the photograph.*
*Her phone starts ringing, playing the chorus of Alejandro. She ignores it.*
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Posted: Tue Jun 01, 2010 12:11 am
*Takes her hand gently, mindful of the violet bats swirling around her ankles.*
Zee...
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Posted: Tue Jun 01, 2010 12:14 am
stare
*Sighs, and uses his ring to make some beats by dre earbuds, and listens to some Judas Priest.*
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Posted: Tue Jun 01, 2010 12:21 am
*Slaps his hand away.*
You know Bruce, trust is like a mirror. You can fix it if it's broke...
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Posted: Tue Jun 01, 2010 12:23 am
*Sighs.*
... but you can still see the crack in that ******** reflection.
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Posted: Tue Jun 01, 2010 12:26 am
Exactly.
*Bites her lip, looking hurt as the bats multiply and begin spiraling up towards her midsection.*
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Posted: Tue Jun 01, 2010 12:30 am
Warrior Guy Gardner *Guy glances at Fury.* Now, there's a guy who probably knows what it's like for his girlfriend to try to kill him. Happens all the time in the spy game, right? Least it does for James Bond. Now that you mention it, I did just recently learn that my long-time flame was an undercover Russian spy since the day I met her. 'Course, I taught her everythin' she knows that's worth knowin', so when she made a play to kill me, she found out that I was better than her. *takes a drink of his scotch* But that's somethin' of a sore spot for me, and I'd rather watch Batman squirm than talk about it.
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Posted: Tue Jun 01, 2010 12:32 am
*staggers through the door a few steps, then falls to his knees, dazed bloody and bruised. He seems to be wearing some kind of uniform, and the cut of his heavy leather duster is more old-fashioned than usual*
Where the- where in God's name am I? gonk
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