Barbara Kean-Gordon

Think you have a hard job? Try convincing @ShieldOfGotham you're not scared, every time he walks out the door. // [SV RP 18+] #Batman AU #BPRP #NoDMs

[Rachel Dawes @_AngelOfGotham]

// Solo Alert ~ Pangs.

[Rachel Dawes @_AngelOfGotham]

// Solo Alert ~ Pangs.

[Harvey Dent @DentedMorality]

// Solo Alert ~ Watching the Clock.

[Barbara Kean-Gordon @SpiritOfGotham]

-- Txt. @ShieldOfGotham ~ Jim, do you know an Officer Williamson? ~ Love Barbara. // @DentedMorality @_AngelOfGotham @PrinceOfRiddles

[Barbara Kean-Gordon @SpiritOfGotham]

-- reaching down dishes, back to the man at the table as she messaged her husband} --

[Barbara Kean-Gordon @SpiritOfGotham]

-- tile to give the soup a stir} How hungry are you? I have big bowls, and even bigger bowls. {Forcing a laugh, she made a show of --

[Barbara Kean-Gordon @SpiritOfGotham]

-- Casting a nonchalant gaze over her shoulder at the bubbling soup pot, she rose smoothly to her feet, casually crossing the checkered --

[Barbara Kean-Gordon @SpiritOfGotham]

-- the pricey accessory that didn't revolve around her entertaining a cop on the take. Could she get to her cell? Text @ShieldOfGotham? --

[Barbara Kean-Gordon @SpiritOfGotham]

-- a thousand dollars. Gaze flickering to the man's face, she tried to read him, hoping for honesty, sincerity... Any explanation for --

[Barbara Kean-Gordon @SpiritOfGotham]

-- the story, brow arching minutely as his sleeve slipped up, revealing a wristwatch that couldn't have left him much change from --

[Barbara Kean-Gordon @SpiritOfGotham]

-- How did you two meet? {Pursing her lips to blow a curl of steam away from her Darjeeling, she nodded as the officer began to recount --

[Barbara Kean-Gordon @SpiritOfGotham]

-- .@DentedMorality and @ShieldOfGotham for a beat, sending up a silent prayer for Rachel's safety to whomever might be paying attention} --

[Barbara Kean-Gordon @SpiritOfGotham]

-- {Blinking, her attention caught by a framed photograph over the officer's shoulder, she gazed at the captured image of @_AngelOfGotham --

[Barbara Kean-Gordon @SpiritOfGotham]

-- wife feels the same way. {Reaching for her cup of tea, she pulled out a chair, taking a seat beside her guest} Tell me. How... --

[Barbara Kean-Gordon @SpiritOfGotham]

-- working, but I worry. {Dusting her hands clean on her hips, she turned to the man at the table, offering a warm smile} I'm sure your --

[Barbara Kean-Gordon @SpiritOfGotham]

-- veggies to the already bubbling broth with a cupped hand, bending to inhale the rich scent} I always like to hear from Jim when he's --

[Barbara Kean-Gordon @SpiritOfGotham]

-- {shaking her head} My mind must be somewhere else. {Touching the cutting board to the lip of the soup pot, she gently guided the --

[Barbara Kean-Gordon @SpiritOfGotham]

-- she'd been slicing and dicing more voraciously than she'd thought; jewel hued veggies already chopped and ready to go} I'm sorry... --

[Barbara Kean-Gordon @SpiritOfGotham]

-- "Everything alright, Mrs. Gordon?" {Jolting at the sound of the cop's voice, she looked down, coloring slightly at the realization --

[Barbara Kean-Gordon @SpiritOfGotham]

-- nothing of frightening her? /Hurting/ her? No. Absolutely /not/ okay.} --