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[tfln overflow] Clark

[toconquerfear]

tfln.


Yeah. I'll be back in twenty. Hold down the fort.

And don't let Alfred give you a hard time. The house has seen worse.

[erosh]

Gotcha.

And we're okay. I'm making apology pie, and we'll be repainting together later.

[toconquerfear]

Of course you are.

[ Classic Smallville.

Just over twenty minutes later, there's the sound of footsteps in the hallway leading to the Wayne Manor kitchen. ]

Clark?

[erosh]

In here!

[ He heard her long before that — pulling up into the driveway, opening the door. The living room has a selection of paints and tools piled neatly near the entrance, and there's a wonderful aroma of blueberry pie from the kitchen where Clark is cleaning up. ]

[tfln overflow] Alfred

[toconquerfear]

tfln.


Thank you.

[ If she must stay put, she'll use the time to clear her mind. Meditate a little.

Hope reeeeally hard that Alfred gets here before any cops do, because that would be awkward. It's going to be awkward enough with Alfred, already. ]

Re: [tfln overflow] Alfred

[inforapound]

[She's a damn hard girl to find, even when he sort of knows where she is. It's a bloody shame he has to roll up in a rental. It's not like he has access to the Wayne cars anymore.

But he's there. Looking as impeccable as ever, even without the tailored three piece suits.

It takes everything he had not to shout at her to get her fool head down from there. Instead he'll just walk to the bottom and wait for her.]

[toconquerfear]

[ It's a roof, Alfred! It's only a few stories up and it's flat! She's fine!

She'll even take a fairly sane route to the ground; Alfred might hear the soft clang of someone descending the fire escape in the alleyway. Bryce comes around the corner, with the more ostentatious parts of her outfit bundled under her arm, and -- pauses, when she sees Alfred. ]

. . . Hello.

[ If it helps, she's only got one visible bruise on her jaw. Despite getting stranded on the wrong side of the river, it wasn't a bad night. ]

[inforapound]

[ No. It's not fine. But only because it's Alfred and he worries. He always worries. But he's happy she's using the sane way down. He doesn't need her to take off another 10 years of his life with her antics.

But then there she is. Mistress Bryce. He forces himself to remain professional. To remain distant. It's easy to remember that she fired him. She kicked him out. She wrote him out of her life.

But it's also impossible to forget how much he cares for her. So much that he'd drop everything to come find her after one text from her.

His eyes land on the bruise and he frowns deeply. He is glad to see his training her helped keep her safe. Even a little. ]

Hello, Miss.

[He'll just hold out his hands to take her arm load and open the door for her, like he's done a million times in the past.]

Where is it you're needing to go?

[tfln overflow] Selina

[toconquerfear]

tfln.


Right. 😘

Catch you tonight, Selina.

Assuming I can feel my toes by then.

[straykitten]

Here's hoping. Assuming there's a repeat of the other night, though, you won't be feeling them for long.

See you tonight. 😽

[toconquerfear]

[ JUMP CUT to the top of a seven-story building in the Diamond District, at midnight, across the street from Almeida's Jewelery, where a black-clad figure is crouched at the edge of the roof. She's patiently waiting for something to happen. For someone to show up.

She's very patient.






She's very patient but also it really truly does get boring up here. She wasn't lying to Selina about that. ]

[tfln overflow] Morgana

[toconquerfear]

tfln.


Seems like a good list
Gotham isn't really known for "the normal stuff," that's all. Maybe you haven't been here long enough to notice.

[lefey]

I mean I've noticed. I refuse to accept that that's how it's gotta be, but I noticed.

[tfln overflow] Oliver

[toconquerfear]

tfln.


If you mean "worried but trying to be polite about it," no. Nothing we haven't dealt with before.

I appreciated the assistance. I know Gotham's not your city.
I am sorry you had to deal with our locals on a business trip, though.

[billions]

are you kidding?
and miss out on a chance to take in all that fresh gotham air?
wouldn't miss it for the world.

besides, a change of scenery keeps a crime fighter humble.

[toconquerfear]

I'll have to repay the visit and come to Star City sometime.

[tfln overflow] Gwen

[toconquerfear]

tfln.


That's one of the nicest things anyone's ever said to /me/

[rando_dork]

/seriously?/
well its the truth
so you have to hear it

[toconquerfear]

is that how that works?
Truth seems kind of optional a lot of the time in our line of work

[gatos]

you got a minute?

[toconquerfear]

Yes

It's almost a suspiciously quick reply.

Why?

texting in the sixties? it's more likely than you think.

[combfooted]

Miss Wayne, it's Peter Parker, from the Bugle.
I'm finishing up those photographs from your gala, they look real swell.

[toconquerfear]

Thank you, Mr. Parker!

I'm so glad you were able to get some nice ones before you got called away. It must have been a real important story they needed you for.

[combfooted]

Well, sure. A Wayne Gala is always important, isn't it?

[combfooted]

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