Marcus Driver

“Looking like a sudden case of cement poisoning, sir.“ @DevoutVendetta captured his heart. #DCRP #GCPD #AnansiBoyz #ParodyAcct

[Marcus Driver @GothamDet]

“When there is crime in society, there is no justice.” ~ Plato

Marcus Driver ||
Gotham Detective⁠⁠ ⁠|| #DCRP
Descriptive || Detailed || 5yrs RP
Looking for SLs || DM for Plotting
FC - Toby Leonard Moore|| Penned by #AnansiBoyz ||

[Marcus Driver @GothamDet]

@DevoutVendetta for a moment before bending to grab the small bundle of wood they’d hauled up earlier.

“Hey,” he called after her, voice lighter than it had been in weeks. “You know I love you. For you— for watching out when I don’t.”

[Marcus Driver @GothamDet]

matter that he told himself not to. He’d still look.

Because when it 𝘸𝘢𝘴 her, when those eyes cut through the room and found him, it changed the temperature. Shifted the math. Made the noise in his head drop down to something he could manage.

He set the glass down, fingers +

[Marcus Driver @GothamDet]

@DevoutVendetta her. “Or your very professional camping expertise. And they definitely don’t appreciate bug spray enough.”

He finally loosened his hold enough for her to move, though his hand dragged reluctantly along her arm as she stepped away toward the fire pit area.

Marcus watched her +

[Marcus Driver @GothamDet]

@DevoutVendetta horizon.

He hadn’t realized how tight his chest had been in Gotham until now. Until standing here felt like something unknotting inside him piece by piece.

“…feels like the city can’t reach us,” he said quietly.

[Marcus Driver @GothamDet]

@DevoutVendetta sideways at her now as he lowered his chin to her shoulder, the fading sunlight catching along her face, “if you keep being right this much, it’s gonna become a real problem for me.”

The smirk tugging at his mouth softened almost immediately, his gaze drifting back toward the +

[Marcus Driver @GothamDet]

@DevoutVendetta bug spray to fumigate the entire forest,” he added, glancing at her again, deadpan, but the faintest hint of a smile tugged at his mouth. “Because if something crawls near my ear, I’m walking back to Gotham.”

[Marcus Driver @GothamDet]

@DevoutVendetta uncomfortable. “Where they put the parasite in their ear.”

Another shiver, more pronounced this time. “Nope. Absolutely not.”

He leaned back in his seat, crossing his arms like that might somehow protect him from hypothetical insects hours away. “You better have bought enough +

[Marcus Driver @GothamDet]

@DevoutVendetta second longer before drifting back to the road ahead, the city now fully behind them.

“…you did that,” he added, softer. “Not a small thing. But I’m grateful you managed it.”

[Marcus Driver @GothamDet]

@DevoutVendetta you,” he said. “I think you browbeat them into realizing they’re family and it’s important.”

There was something warmer in his tone now, something lighter than it had been all morning.

“They were both too stubborn to get there on their own.”

His gaze lingered on her a +