𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝐴𝑃𝐸𝑋,

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[𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝐴𝑃𝐸𝑋, @lastdirective]

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| “𝙄 𝙙𝙤𝙣’𝙩 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙠 𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙡𝙮. 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙄 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙩𝙧𝙮.”
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[𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝐴𝑃𝐸𝑋, @lastdirective]

“Now your next task… convince me why I should take it.”

[𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝐴𝑃𝐸𝑋, @lastdirective]

( #openrp )

𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙾𝙵𝙵𝙴𝚁

It was the lack of technology that caught his attention first. Not a text, not a call, fax, or email. Slade hadn’t seen such caution since before his death, back when things were a different kind of simple. His eye reads over the letter again,

[𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝐴𝑃𝐸𝑋, @lastdirective]

across the surface of the table. The mercenary lifts the photograph, studying the low quality image for a few seconds before he lets it fall back to the table. 

“Your offer is.. intriguing, precise… messy.” Wilson’s tone drops, serious as the atmosphere is calm.

[𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝐴𝑃𝐸𝑋, @lastdirective]

@Blu3VelvetBird Their eyes meet again, briefly— the President’s lips move slowly, silent and subtle. A warning. 

An order.

[𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝐴𝑃𝐸𝑋, @lastdirective]

@Blu3VelvetBird glares, his gaze moving into hyperfocus. One wrong move sends a blade through the outcome, a fatal wedge not even the Bat himself would be able to control the downfall of.

[𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝐴𝑃𝐸𝑋, @lastdirective]

@Blu3VelvetBird to burn the entire way down— just as Dick demanded. He sets the glass down in front of him, releasing it slowly, waiting for his bird to boost his own confidence with the first sip.

[𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝐴𝑃𝐸𝑋, @lastdirective]

@Blu3VelvetBird excuse. I didn’t show up here out of convenience, I chose this location for it, there’s a difference and you know that. A clink on their table interrupts them and Slade doesn't acknowledge the server this time. He reaches for the scotch, top shelf and pretentious, strong enough

[𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝐴𝑃𝐸𝑋, @lastdirective]

@Blu3VelvetBird "Showing off for the less deserving, are you?"

[𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝐴𝑃𝐸𝑋, @lastdirective]

He may have to start getting possessive.