𝙈. 𝙈𝙤𝙣𝙧𝙤𝙚

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀〝Sᴏʀʀʏ, ʙᴀʙʏ. Iᴛ'ꜱ ᴊᴜꜱ' ʙᴜꜱɪɴᴇꜱꜱ.〞⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀〖 Hɪᴛᴡᴏᴍᴀɴ 〗

[𝙈. 𝙈𝙤𝙣𝙧𝙤𝙚 @BluntsOrBullets]

"ʟɪᴠɪɴ' ᴛʜᴇ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ, ᴏɴᴇ ʜɪɢʜ ᴀᴛ ᴀ ᴛɪᴍᴇ."

ʀᴇᴠᴀᴍᴘᴇᴅ ᴏᴄ
ᴇᴀsʏɢᴏɪɴɢ ɢᴜɴ ғᴏʀ ʜɪʀᴇ
ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇs ᴀʜᴇᴀᴅ
sɪɴɢʟᴇ sʜɪᴘ ɪs ᴘᴏssɪʙʟᴇ

ʀᴛ ᴏʀ ᴡʜᴀᴛᴇᴠᴇʀ

[Gᵢₘₘₑ ₛₒₘₑ 𝖲𝖳𝖠𝖳𝖨𝖢 .ᐟ ⚡︎ @ChildOfDakota]

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[𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙤𝙤𝙘𝙠𝙚𝙧𝙧𝙧𝙧𝙧. @shockashokk]

herman fuggin' schultz

[𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝘽𝘼𝙏𝙈𝘼𝙉 𝙅𝘼𝘾𝙀 𝙁𝙊𝙓 @JaceFoxBats]

An Independent Portrayal of
Tim jace Foxs Batman .

Ships with chem (Straight.)
Face claim is Anthony Mackie
Writer is 21+ black male writer.

[𝙈. 𝙈𝙤𝙣𝙧𝙤𝙚 @BluntsOrBullets]

"Aight then."

[𝙈. 𝙈𝙤𝙣𝙧𝙤𝙚 @BluntsOrBullets]

- and tossed it his way before heading to the passenger door.

[𝙈. 𝙈𝙤𝙣𝙧𝙤𝙚 @BluntsOrBullets]

Her feathers unruffled a bit at the sight, a hand effortlessly catching the bag's strap to sling over her shoulder.

"Shit... Weren't kiddin'..."

She murmured to herself as she inpected the bills within for authenticity. Satisfied, she dug the burner out of her cleavage -

[𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐄𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 @BiteOf_Blade]

He waits a few seconds after she holsters her firearm then eventually let's her wrist free.

"Aiight, let's roll." He cocks his head toward the exit, expecting her to follow.

"Give me the deets of your guy, and hop into the passenger seat."

He click the button on his car keys--

[𝙈. 𝙈𝙤𝙣𝙧𝙤𝙚 @BluntsOrBullets]

She tsked, but relented and holstered her gun. More supernatural freaks to worry about.

"Aight, fine."

[𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐄𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 @BiteOf_Blade]

"Well, consider the fact that if you refuse...I plan on making your life especially harder."

He gives a half smirk, more sarcastic and matter-of-fact than anything else.

"And trust me, this isn't a standoff- that gun ain't as much of an equalizer as you think it is."

[𝙈. 𝙈𝙤𝙣𝙧𝙤𝙚 @BluntsOrBullets]

"N' I'm s'posed t'believe ya won't screw me? I meant it when I said don't fuck up my bag."

[𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐄𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 @BiteOf_Blade]

"They say chivalry is dead, but I can still make your night.

Help me help you, tell me now and you'll get what your guy owes you and more.

Or, you can walk home with nothing except a headache and an empty wallet."

[𝙈. 𝙈𝙤𝙣𝙧𝙤𝙚 @BluntsOrBullets]

"Ain't Mirabell either, but close enough. Call me Mira."

[𝙕𝙚𝙩𝙬𝙖𝙡 𝙑𝙞𝙫𝙖𝙣 @KilowattKing_]

“I’ll go with…. Mirabell.”

[𝙈. 𝙈𝙤𝙣𝙧𝙤𝙚 @BluntsOrBullets]

"C'mon now, I listed what I had n' I know ya didn't hear me say vodka. Brandy'll have t'do, aight?"

She offered an arm and her shoulders to help hold him steady.

[ Dante/Leo @STXTICTECH]

"Would prefer Vodka, if any at all. Not opposed to Brandy however."

He goes to hold his side, the sting returning...

[𝙈. 𝙈𝙤𝙣𝙧𝙤𝙚 @BluntsOrBullets]

"Any preference? Got whiskey, rum, brandy, wine, moonshine, n' hennessey."

[ Dante/Leo @STXTICTECH]

"If you could...? Any help is appreciated."

He'd take her on the liquor.

[𝙈. 𝙈𝙤𝙣𝙧𝙤𝙚 @BluntsOrBullets]

"Not very gentlemanly t'fuck up a lady's bag."

Her eyes narrowed and the sweet southern drawl curdled into something much less welcoming.

[𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐄𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 @BiteOf_Blade]

"Oh, but it does make a difference to you, honey. Because I don't have any time to waste, so either you tell me what I want to know now, or I make sure your check comes up short.

Make a choice."

[𝙈. 𝙈𝙤𝙣𝙧𝙤𝙚 @BluntsOrBullets]

"I'll handle it, baby. Got liquor too if ya wanna numb up first."

[ Dante/Leo @STXTICTECH]

"Would love to, know any hospitals or local doctors nearby?"

[𝙈. 𝙈𝙤𝙣𝙧𝙤𝙚 @BluntsOrBullets]

"Makes no difference t'me. I got my target, I get my money, I go 'bout my business. Want my employer's contacts? Ya can have 'em soon as money's done wirin'."

[𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐄𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 @BiteOf_Blade]

He stares half unamused and half unthreatened...although maybe those are both close enough to be the same thing.

"Sweetheart, you have no idea what you're up against. If I can't get to my target then that just leaves your employer."

[𝙈. 𝙈𝙤𝙣𝙧𝙤𝙚 @BluntsOrBullets]

Her gun dropped of course, right into her other hand. A soft chuckle on her lips as she pressed the barrel into his stomach.

"S'all this? If ya wanted t'hold my hand, all ya had t'do was ask, handsome."

[𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐄𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 @BiteOf_Blade]

His eyes widen, He swings the arm his sword is in, not to maim but to try and throw off the trajectory of her shot. But his ears could hear the rending of flesh through the loud pops from the gun shots.

Too late...

"Fuck."

He complains, turning back to face her.

--

[𝙈. 𝙈𝙤𝙣𝙧𝙤𝙚 @BluntsOrBullets]

"S'not how the game works, hun. One more guess. Really give it some thought."

[𝙕𝙚𝙩𝙬𝙖𝙡 𝙑𝙞𝙫𝙖𝙣 @KilowattKing_]

“Nuh uh, I’m gonna get it wrong again. Just tell me please.”

[𝙈. 𝙈𝙤𝙣𝙧𝙤𝙚 @BluntsOrBullets]

Before he could finish sounding out the 'wn', she fired two shots directly at the target. One to the heart and one to the head.

[𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐄𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 @BiteOf_Blade]

His head cants back in response, eyebrow raised too.

"I'm not asking, lady. Stand down."

He spoke more out of courtesy, he could see it in her eyes as well as the tone of her voice; pure ambivalence. He expected he might have to make a move- sooner than her.

[𝙈. 𝙈𝙤𝙣𝙧𝙤𝙚 @BluntsOrBullets]

"Tell ya what, one more guess. Make this one count."

[𝙕𝙚𝙩𝙬𝙖𝙡 𝙑𝙞𝙫𝙖𝙣 @KilowattKing_]

“I don’t know, I struck out man.”

[𝙈. 𝙈𝙤𝙣𝙧𝙤𝙚 @BluntsOrBullets]

Mira merely smiled and canted her head. There was no warmth in it, nothing to show she really cared about what this man had to say.

"That's jus' too bad."

[𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐄𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 @BiteOf_Blade]

@BluntsOrBullets

Blade narrows his eyes on the other, shaking his head to encourage a different course of action from the merc.

"My mark. And I need them alive."