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❥ 𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 [ 𝐀 𝐒𝐘𝐌𝐁𝐎𝐋 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄 ] .
designed for muses with a bit of unresolved tension between them , but can be used for any circumstances you see fit !!
♡ 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄 : add ‘ + 🔁 ’ to reverse the roles .
📖 : my muse discovers your muse reading a diary entry that my muse wrote about yours .
💅 : your muse paints my muse’s nails .
🚿 : my muse accidentally moans while your muse washes their hair .
👕 : your muse helps my muse get dressed after my muse sustains an injury or illness .
🛏️ : our muses are forced by circumstance to share a bed for the night .
🧼 : your muse bathes mine after my muse sustains an injury or illness .
🙏 : our muses’ hands brush as they walk side by side .
💢 : your muse picks mine up & carries them over their shoulder .
👁️ : your muse is watching mine sleep , when my muse suddenly wakes up & catches them .
🚬 : my muse steals a cigarette ( or lollipop ) from your muse & puts it in their mouth .
🎐 : our muses slow dance together .
🧦 : your muse walks in on my muse changing clothes .
🎀 : your muse brushes my muse’s hair .
💍 : our muses are mistaken for a couple by someone else .
👔 : your muse notices that my muse’s shirt is open & goes to ‘ fix it ’ .
👗 : my muse sees yours all dressed up .
🪑 : my muse is ‘ forced ’ to sit on your muse’s lap ( due to a lack of chairs , faulty seatbelt , etc . )
🍆 : your muse makes a suggestive joke but my muse actually acts on it .
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✰─ 𝐉𝐄𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐅𝐄𝐑'𝐒 𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘 - quotes
quotes taken from the movie 𝙹𝙴𝙽𝙽𝙸𝙵𝙴𝚁'𝚂 𝙱𝙾𝙳𝚈 (𝟸𝟶𝟶𝟿). feel free to change anything to your liking !! cw: cursing, sex, violence
-- " hell is a teenage girl. " -- " i wasn't always this cracked. " -- " god, i hate this fucking song. " -- " you and me are going out tonight. " -- " the lead singers extra salty. " -- " it's a rock show. this is my rock look. " -- " it smells like thai food in here. have you guys been fucking? " -- " you're just jello cause you're not invited. " -- " are you uh- are you gonna cuff me? " -- " can i buy you a drink? " -- " i'll just play hello titty with the bartender. " -- " i think the lead singer wants me. " -- " what? i'm not even a back door virgin anymore. " -- " do you want me to come over or something? " -- " maybe i'm going crazy. " -- " are you scared? " -- " sucks to be them, i guess? " -- " please don't talk to yourself. it's one of your more freakish behaviors. " -- " ew fuck. you need a mani bad. " -- " i feel guilty just breathing. " -- " i don't tell whoppers, and i'm not crazy. " -- " i didn't say you were crazy. " -- " well, i'm glad you didn't die. seriously. " -- " i'm not all obvious about it like a poser. " -- " i'm crazy sorry about your profound loss. " -- " you're so warm. why are you so warm? " -- " oh god. i had another one of my night terrors. " -- " i can take care of myself. " -- " i feel so scrumptious! " -- " move on dot org. it's over! " -- " you know, i tell it like it is. " -- " i'm having the best day since like, jesus invited the calendar. " -- " boo. i'm crossing you out. " -- " i am a god. " -- " you know, (blank) is looking really cute to me lately. " -- " so tell me, is he like packing some serious pubic inches? " -- " why are the cops at your house? " -- " we were fucking idiots. " -- " no offense, but you like, really tired. " -- " you wanna know if i'll go out with you? " -- " just go ahead with the pitch. " -- " i don't like boxing movies. " -- " my dick is bigger than his. " -- " so, are you gonna come over tonight? " -- " you give me such a wetty. " -- " i thought boys like you were really into vermin and death and shit. " -- " i need you frightened. " -- " i need you hopeless. " -- " enough with the screaming! you're such a cliché! " -- " i'm not gonna bite you. " -- " what the fuck is happening?! " -- " you don't have to talk if you don't want to. " -- " i've never even done sex. i don't know how. " -- " satan is our only hope. " -- " it should have killed me, but for some reason.. it didn't. " -- " i couldn't bring myself to hurt you. " -- " why were you covered in blood? " -- " what's going on? you're breaking up with me? " -- " you're acting really fucked up. " -- " oh my god. you don't believe me. " -- " i just can't believe she would mess with your head like this. " -- " why don't you just come here and kiss me again? " -- " she's just hovering. it's not that impressive. " -- " god, do you have to undermine everything that i do? " -- " you are such a player-hater. " -- " you were never a good friend. " -- " and now i'm eating your boyfriend. " -- " how could I ever be insecure? I was the snowflake queen. " -- " i am going to eat your soul and SHIT IT OUT! " -- " i thought you only murdered boys? " -- " i go both ways. " -- " do you buy all your murder weapons are home depot? " -- " you just might get lucky for once in your miserable life. "
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"You should eat." Her lack of appetite was noticed of course it was but she was skin and bone already and her journey to sobriety was going to be a uphill battle. "You're skin and bones, I can't lose you now that I have just found you"
Well that was a bit more raw and honest than he had wished to be.
"Double espresso" Maybe just the drinks for a moment.
Kat didn't notice someone taking a picture of them when he drew her close to him. "I'll make a few test vials, and you can tell me which combination you enjoy before I would make you a bottle.
Casey already had Christian captured as she got a text back. Seeing Oliver cave in. [Text]: consider it done. Casey would have him delivered tonight without issues. She was worth the money.
Kat sat at a table at the bistro, enjoying the view of the lake. She didn't have much of an appetite, but she sipped the water in her glass. "Oh? You got a present for me already? You're sweet, Oliver." Her other hand under the table rubbed his thigh.
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"All the more reason we shouldn't pursue this" Turned to drugs, what was she thinking!
"You're ending up hurt right now" he felt the need to point out the obvious. "I should never have showed you who I was, and for that I am truly sorry." It's the fact he meant the remorse of the fact she now knew he was alive. She was better off having never known.
"I would never do that." his voice was soft as if to speak louder was to make everything shatter and turn to dust like it usually did with him. "All the more reason you shouldn't want this, what happens ten weeks from now. A year...what happens when you're all alone not knowing if you're gonna be standing over an unmarked grave mourning me again. Look me in the eye and swear to me you won't hurt...that it will be enough to have days at most where we are allowed to be in love and months of separation. Swear that you won't shed a single tear over my sake when you hear nothing but silence for weeks upon weeks...and only then I will believe you can take it. "
"You're chasing a ghost Kat."
Kat walked with him to the lighthouse. "Sure." She looked around inside the place. Taking everything in that was painting the picture before her. That he stayed he before.
She sat on the couch. Listening to him really listening to him. "If I wanted that life I would have been married at sixteen by the boy my father wanted me married off to when he found me kissing Rebecca in my history class..."
"I don't want that life, Jason..since your funeral I was lonely.. I thought you were gone all this time..I mourned you..I--" She inhaled and exhaled slowly.
"I turned to drugs.. I was clinically dead twice..but you're back.." She felt the tears form in her eyes.
"I'm not giving up on you..ok? So just.. if you're saying this stuff because you think I'm gonna end up hurt just..don't ok? I can't unlove you dammit."
"And don't you dare get Zatanna to do some spell on me either..just cause you're scared of feeling emotions. Emotions you should have felt at fifteen..that got taken from you by that clown bastard..." Tears were down her cheeks as her make up was ruined.
"You wanted to talk. We're talking and I'm still holding my heart out on my sleeve for you. Jason. Red Hood. Whatever you wanna call yourself..."
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Three hours and a traumatized hangar pilot later the Outlaws plus one were in the air heading to Coast City, Star Labs was a fortress of security and plans had to be gone over again and again. When the altitude and wind allowed the autopilot could be engaged.
The archer looked to his Jason. Then the other. Then back to his.
"If you were gonna go at it." There was a lady present after all. "Would it be masturbation or some cosmic version of incest?" the archer asked.
"I should have left you in Qurac"
"It's a valid question Jaybird! I mean it's you...but not. Masturbation or incest."
"Do you think of anything else except for sex, Harper"
"Thought about breakfast...and then how to get hot!Jason into a dimensional portal. I would do my parallel dimension self, I am that good in bed I deserve a treat every now and again."
"I'm sorry Starfire" Jason sighed at this excuse of tomfoolery.
"Answer the question!"
Not her too!
"You really are a bright star of hope, Kori." Jason admired that. He really missed his Roy and Kat, though.
Then he saw the three of them doing the three hand cheer. He definitely didn't do that. An eyebrow rose as he lit a cigar between his lips. Wow, that was cheesy, and he tried not to laugh at Other Jason on how embarrassed he was.
"Fuck yea I do. Don't you?" Jason took it like he was asked the question if the grass was green. Now the batmobile was questionable because he did crash that one time. Boy, Bruce was pissed at him for weeks.
"So we're doing this now?"
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"The only time you know of."
Oliver considered leaving her in the dark, telling her nothing and letting her suffer here in her boring little pit of art therapy and morning affirmations.
"A gesture of good faith." Oliver typed things on his phone and a PDF downloaded, turning the screen to Katarina to see, the story up until six months ago of Roy Harper killing his former team, his capture by the Quracan military and sentenced to death for war crimes. He was never named but the description and actions were all Speedy.
Or Arsenal as he started calling himself in the Titans.
"Qurac has no extradition to the US nor political allyship. You can imagine how difficult sealed documents are to obtain-" he swiped to show the body of the executed man. "He returned home one day with a tattoo all over his arm...do you remember it?" This man had a snake, Roy had Pesadila , homaging and reclaiming the nightmares he endured.
"Someone went into a lot of trouble to make Qurac's government believe Roy died on the firing line. Someone either has him or is hiding him."
"Have a pleasant day. Behave yourself, your child deserves to say goodbye to his mother-"
Kat's jaw clenched hearing him give the play by play of events. Especially at her being a known entity. Yea she knew the word he was implying. What a bastard he was.
Hearing him talk about the foster system. It made her heart ache at the thought. Did he figure out that Theo may not be Roy's? "What makes you think Roy would come back now? He hasn't in three years, Oliver..."
"This is the only time you've helped me.." Kat couldn't recall any other times he helped her out. She saw the paperwork reading it carefully before signing it with the pen provided. She didn't have a choice in the matter. Theo would be safer with his grandparents.
Sliding the paper back to him signed. "Alright..Oliver.." She had a defeated look on her face. She wouldn't tell him he won the battle. The bitterness on her tongue. Dark circles under her eyes from lack of sleep. She looked like hell now that she didn't touch a drop of drugs since her arrest.
"I'll do it.."
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His gloved hand found hers and they'd have to walk over 20 minutes to the lighthouse, Jason turned the key and held the door open for her. The interior lacked much decoration but it was as close to a home as Jason would ever have, the traces that he sort of lived here were all around for her to see, the books, the magazines, the fact that the sole three seater couch in front of the television had an indent on it's cushions, Jason slept on this couch, could she imagine him curled up in that hideous throw falling asleep watching something?
"Do you want a drink?"
When he had one he'd sit on the chair across for her to have the couch.
"We need to talk. To just talk. "
"You're only gonna get yourself hurt. Even in the best case scenario were all the other shit works out, you're gonna be signing up for a lot of loneliness, Kat. A lot of waiting for days praying that I made it, a lot of sleepless nights waiting for a text or phone call that I can't make. And I ain't gonna do that to you." Straight to the point.
"You deserve to find a good man. That's gonna live near you, that's gonna cuddle you when you're sad, that's gonna watch Friday night tv on the couch with you and take you out on Saturday. All we can ever have is stolen moments...and that ain't fair on either of us"
Kat got into the plane and into the co-pilot seat. They took off flying to the desolate island of Bimini. She didn't speak until they landed seeing where they were.
"J--Red.." She corrected herself. He did change but she accepted what she saw so far in him. This new version of him wouldn't chase her away. Her hand reached over to hold his when they landed and left the plane.
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"Of course"
She should be bathing in feminine scents and feel like a woman...reborn. Well at least she had hobbies once, maybe he'd slowly get to know them. Falcons and perfumery were worlds apart from another. "As you wish.A woman as rare and exquisite as you ought to have a signature..." he looked at the text on his phone from Casey. "...scent."
Oliver laughed at her jest,a honest ugly laugh and not his practised one. "No my dear, not a peacock. A Goddess returned to her temple." They were in such a public place and even here the thought of her hands away from him was unbearable, thus his hands would find her waist and draw her close. He'd even ignore her naming him. Eugh. Pompous arrogant bastard. How was he to know that someone snapped a picture of them in this brief moment of intimacy.
"Of course they will be, Aphrodite only favored one man. And the rest of mortals fell into war. Men, women, other-who could compare"
At this point Casey was taking advantage with the amount she demanded but he would pay it, Christian had to end before this weekend and the man was slippery.
[text:C.M] Fine. Get it done. Quickly. Quietly.
"Cedar wood, vanilla, bergamot. Something along those lines"
"I have arranged for a present for you but there might be a delay. I'm hoping it will be delivered tonight but...even the best couriers lose the race against time sometimes"he mused as they finished at the oils shop.
He'd take her to the Bistro with the view of the mountain in the distance over the lake. The food now better be worthy of being stuck in traffic for an hour!"
"Oh right." Kat blushed some at the home delivery service. She did need toiletries too. "I do need my own shampoo and soap. Not that I mind what you have it smells good but I enjoy my own scents."
"We can do whatever you want to eat. I just need perfume oil and some extracts. I make my own perfume oil. One of the hobbies I had as a kid. I would make pomegranate and rose scented. I kinda of want to make a bottle of that again."
"I could make you a custom blend too if you tell me which scents you prefer." She embraced his touch and arms around her. Seeing him daydreaming as she took the opportunity to kiss him. "Is that so? You want to flaunt me off like some pretty peacock?" There was that same look in her eyes from last night when they were joined as one.
"Maybe we should go back to Gotham but only when it's the right time..it would over shine when Bruce Wayne returned.." Kat smirked at that. "Every man and woman would be envious of you to have me on your arm..."
She walked into the shop to get the items she needed toiletries and stuff to make her own perfume.
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"And I am doing the betting that the day before yesterday the Jason thought traveling to world of parallel and meeting another self was less than miracle. And the Jason is here-"Starfire was a ball of optimism, the world had to be good, love would prevail and kindness would defeat cruelty and if the world was crueler then she'd be extra kind right back!
"It will be like starting a nuclear power plant to power a lawn mower" the redhead in the mask was picking apart Jason's plan.
"Can you do it"
"It's not a case of can I, it's a case of what happens if I do chief. Whole facility might explode."
"HI!" she chriped and both of them looked up just fast enough for Starfire to tackle them in a hug from flight.
"WHUMPH!" 6ft 4 brick wall straight into their chests.
"So you're saying we might tear the fabric of reality apart."
"I'm saying we're definitely gonna cause a commotion but yeah, they're gonna get their hot!Jason back"
"Are we doing the hands?"
"I am not doing the..." *sigh* Jason was outnumbered.
Too late Roy's hand was on top of hers and Kori took other!Jason's hand to put it on top of the pile. Honorary member.
"I'm not doing it" Jason argued.
"Fine.."
"OUTLAWS!TOGETHER!"
"...outlaws together" he muttered. His fault for recruiting former Titans.
"Got any idea how to pilot a plane?Cause you're driving and I am taking a fucking nap "Jason asked his other!self Coast city was five hours away by plane and they would now have to go steal one.
Now it clicked for him. What Kori was saying to him. He frowned at that. "Your Jason died too and was brought back...wasn't he?" It was more rhetorical than an actual question. "I guess neither of us could escape the dip..."
Was it comforting that he wasn't alone in being exposed to the Lazarus pits? Maybe. The cost was high though. Any emotions for him at least made his eyes glow green just like now. But he wasn't raging though. He felt bad for the other Jason. Did Joker murder him too just to get at Batman?
Then Roy was mentioned. "Maybe.. I guess I'll find out..Kat, Roy and I.. it was complicated..Kori. It would take a miracle to bring us back together.."
"Thanks though for the kind words." Jason side hugged her as they headed back.
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#;;more than the darkness within him (oliver queen)#;;she was aphrodite herself (katarina williams)#;;the bird of prey and the hunter (kat x oliver)
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He took his time packing his riffle, some much needed time to think of how to handle the fact that Katarina did come. What it could mean, what it would mean, what it would have to mean. The Red Hood walking down the docks with his riffle case could be the start of anyone's nightmare.
"Plane" he directed and would put the case in the backseat helping Katarina climb onto the co-pilot seat. A very silent hour flight to a desolate island by Bimini.
Here there was no one. Here, he could take off his helmet and hug her, put his nose in her hair and smell the roses and pomegranate in them.
Kat felt him hug her back. Those words hurt. Hearing him say them like she had to mourn him all over again. Tears fell once more. She felt the paper in her hand and what he told her next. She would listen to some of it. The other part was still grasping at hope.
The 27th couldn't come fast enough. During that time it was hell for her. She nearly gave back into drugs but she resisted. She channeled that energy back at Sionis for making Red Hood leave Gotham. If she was going to endure hell then the misogynistic drug lord bastard would too.
Now she was at Miami at the Docks wearing a purple crop top and white denim boyfriend jeans. She traced over her hand were he kissed her last time. Her hazel eyes scanned for any trace of him.
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"Let's get some things straight. Not that it matters what delusions you conjure but have the facts from my perspective to give you something to ponder when the nights get long in an unstimulating environment such as this. Theodore, a boy of three, calls me in the middle of the afternoon because he can't wake his mother up. I summon Dinah, it takes me 27 minutes to arrive at your house and you are still on the floor unresponsive. Gotham's inferior emergency services still waiting to dispatch...so we call a private ambulance, Dinah tries to console your son and keep him away from seeing his mother-" his voice carries ire. Ire for her choice, ire for her being, ire for her decisions.
"Your pulse grows weak...your breathing shallow. If I wanted to take your son away from you I could have left you on the floor to die. It would be as easy as doing nothing. I could have closed the door and Theo would face a life without parents." He was fine being considered cruel for his actions but he was not going to be blamed for delusions.
"People under the influence are violent. I restrained you, used smelling salts and you regain consciousness. An ambulance arrives followed by the police as you are a known entity and known to be.." Hm, he wouldn't say it but she knew what he meant.
"Dinah left with Theo and we covered up for you.Not because I give a shit about you but because if Theo had been in your home you would never see him again. You more than us know how Gotham's finest work. Theo would be in foster care for months if not years if your brother tried to have him and with no blood relation we couldn't take him in either without an equally long legal case, for a business woman you fail to see a stale mate in the distance" Jack was not going to be granted Theo, he would reveal that Theo was actually not Roy's son and thus the Queen-Lances could not have him either. Foster system for Theo.
"So shut the hell up, get the fuck clean and clean up your act. You are the last thing that can bring Roy back out of whatever pit he crawled to hide in.You are going to get clean, you are going to leave and be an exemplary citizen, a moral pillar of society and you will do what women in your position are meant to do for their children and dedicate yourself to Theo. I have never been your enemy but I can be if you wish it"
"I cleaned up your mess again. You.." Oliver slid some papers across to her. "Are going to be thankful you had me in your corner and wake up to realize we both want the same thing, Theo well and happy."
This court grants legal guardianship to Oliver Jonas Queen and Dinah Laurel Lance for the duration of ms Katarina William's court appointed rehabilitation bla bla bla a piece of paper stating that Katarina by court had to prove her sobriety every month and in the event she once more relapsed legal guardianship would return to him again.
You are going to focus your energy on being happy and motherly and if you abide by the rules and regulations of this facility I will arrange to bring Theo to visit you in the garden. Dinah shouldn't have to sacrifice her entire life , she never wanted to be a mother. I am taking Theo to Star City next Friday, I would prefer if you got yourself together enough to let him see you before he leaves, it will do him good and it will give you some much-needed clarity on where your duties lie. I promised him I would take care of you and I am not as easy to break my promises" Except his marital vows but that was a whole other thing.
"I'll reconsider then.." Jack sighed. Shaking her hand. "And you don't have to say much..I - I know my sister..that she's sick again..." He didn't want to talk poorly about Kat in front of Theo. He was choosing words carefully so Dinah understood. "It's not the first time she's struggled..but I hope it's the last."
He nodded at the schedule, jotting it down. "I'll keep him on it, and you can pick him up whenever you'd like to.. there's no rush." He reassured her that it was fine with him.
Theo gave Dinah a fist pump. "Okay have fun at the scream concert." Yea he watched music channels like MTV probably not fitting for his age either.
---At the rehab---
Kat sighed at Oliver. "You've done enough haven't you? I got arrested because you decided to call the cops instead of grabbing the narcan I had on standby..." She was agitated still as she itched her arm with her nails.
"Theo isn't going into foster care nor are you going to steal my boy away from me.. you'll have to fucking kill me Oliver.." Her hands were shaking as she fidgeted. "I fucking.. trusted you..I wanted Theo to have a good family dynamic..something better than what I had.."
"I let you in my home.. my fucking home!" She had to calm down or she was going to get an orderly involved at this rate. She kept her voice down this time.
"I figured Theo could at least have his grandparents in his life." since his father ran out on me.. I I didn't even know I was pregnant til I tried to OD..
"Tell me why..why Oliver.."
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"You can't do this Katarina. You can't tie your wellbeing to me. Not now, not ever." He was not going to be that person. He put his arms around her and pulled her into a hug. A firm hug that accentuated the sheer size difference between them even if it lacked any warmth due to the armor separating them.
"I have to leave. Sionis is close to burning my last safehouse. Come find me here in six weeks. Don't call, don't look for me. Forget I exist and carry on with your life." he spoke in a hushed tone in her ear. "The Jason you knew died and you have to make peace with that. I am not that boy and if you come you come accepting that I am not someone that stays. Always on the run, always away, all you can have is stolen time. I will be waiting there on the 27th next month"
"I am not responsible for your life you are not responsible for mine. Come freely to get to know a stranger you kissed , or don't come at all."There is no Jason Todd waiting for you, only the Red Hood and the man behind it" he kissed her hands and put a piece of paper in her palm closing it and kissing her knuckle again. On the piece of paper a dock number in Miami. No other words, no other goodbyes.
No more Gotham adventures for a while.
Just a dock number where if she was to come on the agreed upon date a water plane was docked and on the nearby roof he would be watching through his scope.
She opened the window letting him inside seeing him in a spare red helmet. Her eyes were red from crying. Seeing him like that and feeling helpless for him. It broke her heart to see him in pain.
Once he was inside her arms wrapped around him hugging him. He could push her away she didn't care but she needed this. She needed to just hug him.
"Please don't go.. I don't want to lose you again.."
"I said goodbye once to you at...at your grave."
"I won't survive it again..why can't you see that?" She was shaking so hard. The cravings came back. Wanting a fix.
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"There's this handy service, we call it home delivery" Oliver teased her with a little laugh putting his arm around her waist to tuck her in close as they walked through the bustling center of retail. "You need toiletries. We can grab some food at the court if you're feeling pecking. Or if you have a larger appetite there is a beautiful bistro right by the water I want to show you" She washed in his shampoo, his bath wash, not that he minded but she deserved to have her own. Her identity had been stripped for her, made into someone else and little by little Oliver had to chistle down the additions of a lesser sculptor and restore the masterpiece.
He kissed her head, she was so beautiful, it was impossible not to bestow affections on her. He too was of course changing her into someone else but was she not more suited to this life? Even if it was not her life...it could be. How was he to know her father was a whack job trying to orchestrate the apocalypse,could he be blamed for thinking that she belonged around his arm looking beautiful and adding credibility? As soon as he fixed her reputation she could debut in Gotham...and while yesterday it was solely to prove that he could and reap the laurels and rewards of returning an heiress home...today maybe he thought she ought to return her home...on his arm..
She'd be the beauty of the ball in a stunning gown he then would defile the fabric off and have his way with her and it would be a story for the ages, a Phoenix rising from her ashes and reclaiming her home. "Sorry I was in thought-" had she said something while he was fantasizing? Had he been staring at her as they walked? "I thought of you returning home triumphant to reclaim it and how beautiful you'd look on my arm. How many of Gotham's elites who abandoned you would look at me with envy in their eyes.."
Right. Toiletries.
When Oliver insisted on using the credit card to pay, it clicked now why he gave her cash. It was for party favors. She would get that later on after their shopping was done maybe.
"It's beautiful.." She eyed the necklace that he put on her. Smiling as she put her hair up in a clasp. His lips on her neck made her feel warmth. "Yea good idea." Agreeing about Cartier.
"Ok I'll get some sneakers and some hiking boots then." She would go to the shoe shop next. Cartier would have to be later on in the week then since he wanted to go somewhere tomorrow already making plans. He was on his phone again wondering what he was up to. Making her decision on footwear getting some leather sneakers and hiking boots that were comfortable for the hiking trip. She already had an outfit in mind.
"I think I'm all shopped out." She giggled a bit. Did she go a tad overboard for a few days? Yes but she wasn't going back to Gotham. She made up her mind. "Gonna be hard to get this back to your place though on the motorcycle.."
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"Oh don't be so mean. They're doing their best. Get shorter hallways"Not one to support the instant dismissal of the hard working working class. She offered a handshake hello before handing Theo over.
"He will be staying the night and into the afternoon. We have a playdate at Robinson park with Valentina and her grandma Constanza who's bringing empanadas at 3 pm." she corrected. "Deedee is gonna have a great time at Iron Maiden and you and me kiddo are gonna go feed some nasty ducks tomorrow afternoon- pound it" Dinah offered her fist to the little toddler and put Theo's backpack down.
"I have him on a schedule, dinner at 7, bed by 9. He likes Cars the movie. Cut his crusts for him. Surprised you are not asking after your sister" Dinah expected him to ask something about what happened but no. Just a thanks for keeping an eye on him. "Of course. He's my grandson" Sorta. "No thanks needed, thanks for watching him for the night, Iron Maiden concerts are not really suitable for a toddler. He is quite the cuddlebug. I'll see you tomorrow, kiddo"
She just needed one night to herself to be Dinah.
"Because someone has to have an answer for little Theo when he asks how his mother is" Oliver answered folding his outer coat in half and setting it on the back of the chair in the visitation room.
Jack waved off his security. He would definitely need to get new ones if someone who was watching his nephew could get past so easily. "Go on go..and while you're at it look for new jobs. You're fired." He told the security guards dismissing them.
His focus now on Dinah and Theo. God his nephew was growing up so fast and big.
"Come give your uncle a hug kidddo" He switched to a more energetic and kind view for Theo.
Theo ran up to his uncle. "Jack Jack!!" He jumped into his Uncle's arms.
"You gonna stay with me for a couple weeks, Theo? We're gonna have a good time." Jack pieced together why the umprompt visit happened. He wasn't gonna ask questions only giving Dinah a knowing nod. "Thanks..for keeping an eye on him." He was grateful.
Jack would clear his schedule for the week now and would work from his penthouse remotely then it seemed.
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"If the cosmos is a tapestry the Jason is made from the same thread..." The Lazarus Pit was the Lazarus pit and when your eyes saw the full spectrum of energy... "The Jason is bathed in soft green, glowing in the ever dark" Was that comforting? It was meant to be comforting that he didn't need to explain his existence to them, he was just the Jason...different version.
"I did the listening when you and the Jason that is of ours spoke of the Roy" she was feeling better with every minute that passed. She now could stand but chose to stay sat down. "The Roy doesn't know how to let his friends to see him being of hurting. Like the cats that are feeling the sickness the Roy leaves and we have to wait and do the believing that the Roy will one day have the trusting in us" She put her hand on his shoulder and squeezed it. "It is the Jason's job in this love to endure."
She beamed a smile and took his walkie.
"Returning to the base" she spoke.
Copy.
How are you princess?
Back to the manhole cover.
Jason took the walkie as he already had that in mind. Once she was up and out he made his rounds making sure she was safe to do her healing.
He nodded slowly at her explanation with her broken words, "yea like beauty is pain kind of thing.. I get it. Your Jason is a good man like your Arsenal both worry about you very much that I can tell."
He observed her hair springing back to life like a plant starving for water. That was a good sign that the sun is helping her even if it was painful. He listened to her explain traveling to Tamaran.
He was going to tell her to stay put but Arsenal beat him to it. "Just focus on your healing Kori. You're still in no shape to fight.." Maybe he was overstepping but he promised Jason he would protect Kori since he couldn't leave the base.
"Inner energy? What does that mean?" Jason didn't like the sound of that. But other Jason com'd in. "Don't go anywhere okay. I gotta check the perimeter again.." He headed west a bit.
"She's got her hair back to it's fiery glow and she's more talkative..Jason. She's improving but I still feel she needs more time in the sun and just rest still." He gave him the update he needed to hear.
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He was tempted to abandon his helmet and leave Gotham like he ought to. Let it stay behind, yet another memory of a ghost that would be long gone , it would be for the best if he did not go back for it. But the way she called out after him...the way he could have sworn she nearly came chasing after him.
She at least deserved a goodbye.
Tic, tic, tic. He knocked on the window thrice not braving the front door. Why on Earth was it better to stand on her balcony was anyone's guess but at least he was there. In a different red helmet.
"I...can I come in. Please"
Katarina braced for him to hit her but he didn't. That last second shift maybe clarity through the Pit rage he was suffering from it broke just enough for him to gain control.
"Jason wait!! Don't go!!" She watched as he took off. "It's not your fault.." Tears slid down her cheeks as he ran out the door.
Forcing herself to not go after him. She had to hope he would come back once he calmed down. She felt to blame for triggering him like this. Coming to a stand as she went to the broken table. There was no way to fix it or salvage it as she sighed going through the process to just dump it in a dumpster outside the complex.
She headed back inside seeing his helmet left behind in her place picking it up carefully and set it somewhere safe for when he might come back for it. Kat tried to go back to a routine for the rest of the day until night came but it was hard to not worry about Jason. She didn't want to smother him and give him space to think everything over. Grabbing a pack of old smokes that were more than likely stale plucking one as she put it to her lips lighting it. Grimacing at the taste only taking two drags of it before snuffing it out. It was better than the alternative that she would have sought after.
Her stress levels were high as she looked out the window as if hoping she'd see him on the rooftops.
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