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 Posted: Sun Apr 12, 2009 3:37 pm
Ragady let out a sigh.
"To be honest, I'm not entirely sure what to make of this girl. She's very...odd. But she did think of something I didn't, food. I'm not exactly accustomed to it, so I suppose if she really wants to help and if Master Scarecrow says it's okay, I have no problem with her staying..." Ragady eyed the girl. She didn't exactly trust the pirate, though she couldn't quite put her finger on why that was...
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Posted: Mon Apr 13, 2009 6:02 pm
"Yay!" Zephyr did a little happy dance off to the side, then came back with a smile.
"So, what's the plan?" She asked eagerly.
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 10:40 am
Hush, looking rather pensivey at the pirate girl, simply replied, "None yet." He turned back to Ragady and Scarecrow and said, "Should I continue with my story, or should I await Scarecrow's decision?"
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 2:31 pm
"OOh! OOH! Zephyr votes story time!" She declared with her hand raised, then pulled out her stuffed bunny from her backpack and sat down cross-legged on the floor to listen intently.
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Posted: Sat Apr 25, 2009 4:21 pm
Crane's eyes narrowed at the girl. "Who let you in here?!" He growled in rage.
He hated that girl for the most part.
"I agree to your terms," Scarecrow nodded to Hush, trying his best to ignore the girl.
He twiddled with his own fingers in anticipation.
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Posted: Sat Apr 25, 2009 6:54 pm
Zephyr frowned at the Scarecrow, a fierceness in her eyes that usually wasn't there.
"I brought you a big homemade breakfast, I saw how well you and Ragady would get along and hook you two up, I appologize, and this is the thanks I get?!" Her eye gave a twitch, and something dark laughed in the shadows, soft enough to be a whisper. Her voice shifted ever so slightly with the next words, as if two voices were speaking at once.
"We've had a very bad week, and yet we still go out of our way to help you out, and all you want to do is be ingratefull!" She halfway snarled the last, and she had fangs when she did.
((Has it ever been mentioned that I have a slight case of multiple personality disorder? I do, but it mostly when under stress, like the stress of a full bad week.))
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Posted: Sat Apr 25, 2009 6:59 pm
Ragady's eyes light up at this new development. She had seen this kind of thing before, and it could indeed prove quite usefull. She wondered why she hadn't seen it in the girl before. But then, her entire personality was for the most part something to be ignored.
"You work with darkness also, don't you?" She asked with the slightest tilt of her head. She wondered why she hadn't seen that before.
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Posted: Sat Apr 25, 2009 7:03 pm
Zephyr shifted her attention for a moment to Ragady, and when she spoke her voice held none of it's usual perk, but dripped with sarcasm.
"Naw, I just happened to be able to identafy you from shere dum luck. YOU work with darkness, I work with spirits who just so happen to most often reside in said darkness. And the darkness works with me. Any other stupid questions, or are we gonna go kick some a** already?"
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Posted: Sat Apr 25, 2009 7:13 pm
"I knew one other person who delt with spirits," Ragady casually noted, sitting back.
"It was awefully difficult for the people around him, since he would continuously channel other spirits, and thus other personalities..." Ragady casually observed.
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Posted: Sat Apr 25, 2009 7:16 pm
Zephyr grinned at Ragady, and while the grin suited her, it wasn't entirely her own.
"Very good, doll. But I'm here to stay. Even if the others shut me up most of the time. They can't do it all the time." She stretched with the same fanged grin.
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Posted: Sat Apr 25, 2009 7:41 pm
Hush listened to the conversation between the two for a moment, then commented to Scarecrow, "Leave it to Batman to attract all the crazies..." Then he adjusted his angle so that it was obvious that he was adressing everyone. Then, he began his tale. "Anyways, like I said, to tell the story of Batman, I must first tell the story of Bruce Wayne. I've known Bruce Wayne all of my life, our families were friends. Kind of ironic, actually, if you think about it, since he got all the love and attention he could ask for, while I got nothing but abuse, as you already know, John. But I digress. As everyone knows, at the age of eight, Bruce Wayne, along with his parents went to see an opera. His father loved them, and his mother agreed to go to them in exchange for letting her have him read a book every now and again. Bruce got scared over something in the opera, and the family went outside so he could recompose himself. While they were outside walking around, a man came out of the shadows of an alley, and demanded their money. Dr. Thomas Wayne was willing to give it to them, as it would have been a small drop in their family fortune, I guess... Anyways, long story short, as far as this part goes, it goes bad for the Waynes, and both of Bruce's parents get gunned down. Now, we get to the imporant part... In his grief, Bruce decides that he would never let anyone else suffer that pain if he had anything to say about it. He would see Gotham scourged of crime himself. He travelled the world, trained in all kinds of martial combat, learned how to find evidence in many different ways, all kinds of things. With his inherited fortune, he built a massive hidden base, where he would be able to store all the information he gathered, as well as further gather more evidence from. He built himself a souped-up car, a plane... he even made for himself a costume, based on one of his own fears, so that his enemies would share his dread. You see, Bruce Wayne, he's got his fair share of fears, like everyone else, but he chose one in particular that everyone could identify with. Bruce Wayne... is scared of... Bats."
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2009 12:23 pm
Zephyr yawned.
"Yeah, tell me something I don't know. I mean really, if you couldn't figure out that batman was Bruce Wayne just from the fact that every time you attack anything even remotely related to Bruce Wayne you attomaticlly gat powned, then I don't know what short of taking off that mask of his would clue you in. So we go to Bruce boy's mansion and pown him, all prepared for Batman, and then even if both of us are wrong and Batman isn't there, we still get to kick some whinny rich boy a**. Sounds like a plan to me." To be honest, she didn't really care about killing Batman or Bruce Wayne. She didn't really hate either one. But She could go for a good a**-kicking, and that went for anyone at this time. Anyone and everyone, so might as well have an actual designated target, right?
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2009 12:36 pm
Crane ignored the pirate girl, and his eyes mainly drifted to Ragady, almost enticed by her during Hush's speech.
His ears clicked when he heard fear.
Bats.
Crane's stitched smile widened and he rubbed both hands together in anticipation.
"Let's just get on with it, hm?"
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2009 12:45 pm
"Yeah, sure." Zephyr noted standing up.
"Just one thing first..." Before anyone knew what to expect she punched the Scarecrow in the face, then quickly backed up, already done.
"The others might like or look up to you, but you annoy the hell out of me. Just consider that a heads up. They might help you out if things go wrong, but I'll just shove you down and leave you there. Got it b***h? Good." She didn't wait for a response, but already started out the door.
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2009 12:53 pm
Ragady hadn't seen that coming, but at least now knew what to expect. She was standing by the time that girl backed off, but the surprise of the whole event had slowed her. How dare she act like that to Master Scarecrow! her eyes narrowed at the girl. The first chance she got, that girl would have to go. But first she had to turn to her master, head bent.
"I am sorry, Master Scarecrow, I had no idea things would go like this. I will never allow that girl around here again," her eyes shifted in the direction of the door.
"And she will regret her actions, I can guaranty zat..."
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