"usually people say once a cop is bought, there might be a possibility he'd go for the ones offering the most. Hypothetically speaking, would you say it happens a lot?"
Her head tilted a little. She was invested now.
"I see, I see. And you'd probably do a lot to keep it going. I do wonder, and I do apologize if I'm being bold here, but if someone was to investigate the corruptions of cops in Gotham, would some of them lead back to you, hypothetically speaking?"
"Well you see Gotham is the land of opportunities for criminals, crooks, the low and scummy. In my case I was one of the lucky ones with money and the brains and the brawn to put together such an organization."
"I'm not going to ask too personal questions, however I am interested in how you managed to build up an organization of sorts. I know Gotham isn't exactly known to be a city you'd visit for vacation,but it still interests me"
She didn't look away, didn't stutter either.
As he stops, so does she. Her shoulder tense a little.
"I just have a few questions, if it's okay. I'm a reporter, more as a hobby. If not, that's also totally fine and I'll just leave and go on about my day"
Silent for a second, then she speaks up again.
"My name is Lyn."
He's been humming the whole time while walking only to stop abruptly, hands still in his pockets
"Sooo are you going to keep following me or are you going to come tell me what you want?."
He looks over his shoulder at her.
Great she's asleep he gently picks her up and walks with her, setting her down onto the couch and throwing a blanket over her and he puts a couple of pillows under her head, he'll deal with her later.
He walks to his room and flops onto his bed and falls asleep.
He turns back around and stares back at the Bat hands in his pockets.
"Don't you worry bat our time will come."
And with that he continues walking speeding up just a little
He kinda just stands there, mentally deciding what to do he could just throw her onto the couch for the night that way she can get some form of sleep.
"Mhm"
He just agrees with what she says.
βsleepyβ¦ sleepy sionisβ¦ hehβ
[She pokes his cheek.]
βthatβs an alliteration~ hehβ¦.β
[Yeah, she definitely shouldnβt be out in public in this state.]
βmmβ¦β
[A soft hum escapes her as her eyes slowly drift shut, her body gradually going limp against him.]
βyβknowβ¦ if you need more men, you could always hire meβ¦β
ββ¦β
[Against her better judgment, her head slowly lolls against his shoulder, the tips of her ears brushing lightly against his cheek.]
ββ¦bad missionβ¦β
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βyer mask is sdupidβ¦.β