#šš”š šš«š¢š š”ššš« šš”š š©š¢ššš®š«š šš”š ššš«š¤šš« š§šš ššš¢šÆš / ššš šÆ.
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#you're welcome#āšš¢šš”šØššØš¦š² šØš šØš«ššš« & šš”ššØš¬ / š¦š®š¬š¢š§š š¬.#ā š šš¢š§'š š¬šØš¦ššš”š¢š§š šš”šš š”šš©š©šš§šš ššØ š²šØš® . š'šÆš šš„š°šš²š¬ šššš§ š”šš«š / šš°šØ š
ššš . å½”#šš”š šš«š¢š š”ššš« šš”š š©š¢ššš®š«š šš”š ššš«š¤šš« š§šš ššš¢šÆš / ššš šÆ.#i mean its just musings in general because literally my vc for them but honestly this never stops amusing me i love it he just#announces himself like that
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TheĀ Half-MoonĀ ClubĀ onceĀ aĀ thrivingĀ nightĀ barĀ turnedĀ almost-dilapidatedĀ buildingĀ .Ā ItĀ explodedĀ atĀ theĀ handsĀ ofĀ TwoĀ FaceĀ yetĀ HarveyĀ heartĀ stillĀ yearnedĀ forĀ theĀ oldĀ sentimentalĀ buildingĀ soĀ aĀ compromiseĀ wasĀ theĀ rebirthĀ ofĀ theĀ placeĀ theyĀ onceĀ ranĀ closedĀ theĀ townĀ inĀ .Ā TheyĀ rustledĀ upĀ enoughĀ scoresĀ toĀ organiseĀ theĀ recreationĀ ofĀ theĀ clubĀ nowĀ turnedĀ jazzĀ barĀ .
āĀ Ā Eh,Ā youĀ usuallyĀ getĀ yerĀ inspirationĀ fromĀ loiterin'Ā knownĀ ringsĀ ofĀ gangster'sĀ orĀ isĀ thisĀ aĀ new'nĀ forĀ yaĀ ?Ā Ā āĀ Ā CuriousĀ ,Ā theyĀ haven'tĀ seenĀ thatĀ mugĀ aroundĀ hereĀ beforeĀ ,Ā naturallyĀ heĀ wantsĀ toĀ beĀ sureĀ it'sĀ asĀ harmlessĀ asĀ theĀ latterĀ wouldĀ haveĀ itĀ seen . TheyĀ lightĀ upĀ aĀ smokeĀ ,Ā pressĀ itĀ toĀ theirĀ half-lipsĀ .Ā Ā
ā¤ Enter @halfdent ā Maybe your lucks finally come around , or maybe youāre unlucky , itās a matter of perspective. ā you fancy testing fate ? Seems yāmustāve known what ya were crawlinā yerself into callinā on us anā all.ā / there you go ! Hi thank you for supporting my blog as always !
Seated above the conversational chatter and lively jazz of the lounge was V, at a booth on the indoor balcony. They took an interest in the hustle and bustle below, but had no wish to interact. The finely dressed socialite was a work associate, occasionally a client, but never a leisurely companion. V finds the former at their tableā a leisure of the lonesome variety.
Yet, they didn't truly wish to be alone. They liked the sound of people, needed it. Needed a distraction. A light drink, a nice meal, and the illusion of company was just what they needed.
The low growl brings their gaze upward, though their attention lingers on the sound as they process the proposition. "Oh!" Their brows raise in slightly-delayed surprise. Gesturing to the chair opposite to them, they give a small smile. The empty seat beside them seemed the more familiar option, though they weren't sure if that would test their luck.
"I thought I was going to be alone tonight. People watching makes for excellent inspiration, but not much else."
// AAA!!! I cannot describe how excited seeing a starter from you made me! I haven't written like this in a while so I hope I'm not too rusty. By the way, your new graphics are amazing and look SO good (especially on the carrd)!!!
#āššš§ š š¦šš§ š„š¢šÆš šš°šØ š„š¢šÆšš¬ ? / š¢š .#šš”š šš«š¢š š”ššš« šš”š š©š¢ššš®š«š šš”š ššš«š¤šš« š§šš ššš¢šÆš / ššš šÆ.#ā š šš¢š§'š š¬šØš¦ššš”š¢š§š šš”šš š”šš©š©šš§šš ššØ š²šØš® . š'šÆš šš„š°šš²š¬ šššš§ š”šš«š / šš°šØ š
ššš . å½”#deep-night-hour#that's so kind of you thank you !!!
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InĀ hisĀ daysĀ asĀ anĀ electedĀ officialĀ heĀ wouldĀ neverĀ treadĀ theĀ lineĀ betweenĀ workĀ andĀ hisĀ personalĀ lifeĀ .Ā TheĀ wayĀ heĀ isĀ nowĀ ?Ā HeĀ stillĀ triedĀ toĀ separateĀ hisĀ bias'Ā unlessĀ theĀ manĀ responsibleĀ forĀ ruiningĀ hisĀ lifeĀ hasĀ aĀ connectionĀ toĀ theĀ movementĀ .Ā --Ā andĀ heĀ doesĀ ohĀ ,Ā howĀ heĀ doesĀ --Ā heĀ recognizedĀ thisĀ guyĀ ,Ā theĀ curveĀ inĀ hisĀ noseĀ ,Ā theĀ cruelĀ fixedĀ browĀ ,Ā rememberingĀ himĀ mockingĀ himĀ .Ā He'sĀ oneĀ ofĀ Hendra'sĀ boysĀ alright.
HendraĀ ;Ā He'sĀ onĀ theĀ runĀ ,Ā heĀ knewĀ DentĀ wasĀ comingĀ forĀ himĀ .Ā TonyĀ HendraĀ hadĀ beenĀ runningĀ aĀ rivalĀ gangĀ sinceĀ TwoĀ FaceĀ tookĀ toĀ theĀ streetsĀ inĀ aĀ crimeĀ spreeĀ .Ā ThisĀ wasĀ beyondĀ businessĀ ,Ā Ā moreĀ thanĀ anĀ oldĀ grudgeĀ ,Ā thatĀ swineĀ hadĀ wentĀ afterĀ hisĀ ex-fianceĀ aĀ fewĀ daysĀ agoĀ ,Ā blewĀ upĀ herĀ flatĀ forĀ God'sĀ sakesĀ .Ā HeĀ wasn'tĀ goingĀ toĀ stopĀ untilĀ heĀ foundĀ him.
MinutesĀ bledĀ intoĀ hoursĀ ofĀ torturingĀ thisĀ mereĀ lackyĀ .Ā He'sĀ outĀ hereĀ withoutĀ soĀ muchĀ ofĀ aĀ clueĀ forĀ theĀ informationĀ they'reĀ demandingĀ .Ā
Mary'sĀ [ @babydxhl Ā š²š¾š½ššøš½šš“š³ . ] watchingĀ theĀ doorĀ andĀ allĀ theĀ wayĀ HarveyĀ hasĀ slippedĀ furtherĀ andĀ furtherĀ withinĀ himselfĀ ,Ā leavingĀ TwoĀ FaceĀ toĀ takeĀ theĀ shortĀ comingsĀ outĀ onĀ theĀ stoogeĀ ,Ā beatingĀ himĀ halfĀ toĀ deathĀ ,Ā overĀ halfĀ he'sĀ probablyĀ gotĀ preciousĀ secondsĀ leftĀ .Ā KnucklesĀ coatedĀ inĀ notĀ justĀ crimsonĀ butĀ snotĀ andĀ spitĀ ,Ā he'sĀ reallyĀ givingĀ toĀ himĀ .Ā TheĀ skinĀ theirĀ bruisingĀ fromĀ hoursĀ ofĀ impactĀ .Ā WithĀ intervalsĀ ,Ā toolsĀ usedĀ toĀ brutaliseĀ .
āĀ Ā Ā I'mĀ gonnaĀ beatĀ allĀ theĀ lifeĀ outtaĀ himĀ unlessĀ thisĀ birdieĀ starts't'singin'Ā IĀ don'tĀ careĀ ifĀ itĀ finishes'imĀ offĀ ;Ā he'sĀ betterĀ offĀ deadĀ !Ā Ā āĀ Ā
TheĀ temptationĀ toĀ justĀ makeĀ aĀ corpseĀ outĀ ofĀ thisĀ manĀ rightĀ hereĀ andĀ rightĀ nowĀ ranĀ theĀ riskĀ ofĀ overrulingĀ theĀ demandĀ ofĀ theirĀ silverĀ ,Ā twin-headedĀ numenĀ .Ā Mary'sĀ wordsĀ remindedĀ themĀ ofĀ itĀ inĀ theĀ momentĀ ,Ā andĀ HarveyĀ beggedĀ TwoĀ FaceĀ toĀ listenĀ withinĀ themĀ .
FistĀ drawsĀ backĀ asĀ theyĀ observeĀ theĀ manĀ --Ā moreĀ bloodyĀ pulpĀ ,Ā unableĀ toĀ evenĀ openĀ anĀ eyeĀ ,Ā theĀ skinĀ aroundĀ theĀ socketsĀ wereĀ soĀ swollenĀ .Ā NoĀ pityĀ forĀ theĀ sorryĀ sightĀ .
Ā HeĀ reachesĀ forĀ hisĀ coinĀ ,Ā seeingĀ theĀ redĀ mistĀ giveĀ wayĀ toĀ clarityĀ andĀ flipsĀ .Ā āĀ Ā HeĀ livesĀ .Ā ...Ā forĀ nowĀ .Ā āĀ Ā Ā OneĀ lastĀ beltĀ toĀ theĀ ribcageĀ wouldĀ sufficeĀ untilĀ theyĀ inevitablyĀ getĀ theirĀ handsĀ onĀ Hendra .Ā āĀ Ā C'monĀ weĀ gotĀ moreĀ importantĀ thingsĀ t'doĀ . āĀ Ā Ā
#āššš§ š š¦šš§ š„š¢šÆš šš°šØ š„š¢šÆšš¬ ? / š¢š .#ā š šš¢š§'š š¬šØš¦ššš”š¢š§š šš”šš š”šš©š©šš§šš ššØ š²šØš® . š'šÆš šš„š°šš²š¬ šššš§ š”šš«š / šš°šØ š
ššš . å½”#šš”š šš«š¢š š”ššš« šš”š š©š¢ššš®š«š šš”š ššš«š¤šš« š§šš ššš¢šÆš / ššš šÆ.#babydxhl
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height difference :3
#āšš¢šš”šØššØš¦š² šØš šØš«ššš« & šš”ššØš¬ / š¦š®š¬š¢š§š š¬.#ā šš”š š„šš° š¢š¬ š¦š² š„š¢šš . š¢š š¤ššš©š¬ š¦š š°š”šØš„š . / ššš«šÆšš² . ā#šš”š šš«š¢š š”ššš« šš”š š©š¢ššš®š«š šš”š ššš«š¤šš« š§šš ššš¢šÆš / ššš šÆ.#i swear my main-stay on this blog isn't just posting about how humongous havey dent is [ it is ]#i just feel robbed that in little bios of him by d'''c they pretend like the man isn't a mastodon they lie to me they tell me he isn't 6'8#when he clearly is like get outta here bruce is supposed to be pretty tall so you know harv's fricking LORGE
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ā@babydxhl /ššššššĀ : [ standing over a body ] " oops. "
ā - old meme / NO LONGER ACCEPTING.Ā Ā å½”
AĀ sightĀ drawsĀ outĀ ofĀ himĀ .Ā HeĀ doesn'tĀ botherĀ toĀ askĀ .Ā There'sĀ aĀ clearĀ lackĀ ofĀ restraintĀ staringĀ backĀ atĀ himĀ hereĀ .Ā NonethelessĀ theĀ softĀ metallicĀ clinkĀ ofĀ hisĀ thumbĀ makingĀ contactĀ withĀ hisĀ coinĀ ,Ā catchingĀ itĀ .
āĀ Ā AlrightĀ ,Ā getĀ 'imĀ outtaĀ 'ereĀ .Ā āĀ TheĀ toweringĀ ,Ā split-facedĀ manĀ relentlesslyĀ grabsĀ theĀ wristsĀ ofĀ theĀ bodyĀ ,Ā haulingĀ himĀ outĀ .Ā HeĀ didn'tĀ expectĀ toĀ beĀ playingĀ cleanĀ upĀ crewĀ thisĀ morningĀ ,Ā usuallyĀ he'dĀ justĀ leaveĀ theĀ bodiesĀ ,Ā didn'tĀ matterĀ ifĀ heĀ hadĀ theĀ copsĀ onĀ hisĀ tailĀ orĀ TheĀ Bat-FreakĀ butĀ theyĀ wereĀ supposedĀ toĀ beĀ layingĀ lowĀ .Ā PunkĀ probablyĀ gotĀ itĀ comingĀ toĀ himĀ inĀ anyĀ caseĀ . āĀ Ā Mop what's left've 'im up and cut looseĀ . Fer now 'spose to be keeping our necks stuck down 'til the time is
right .Ā ā Until the coin said so more like .
#āššš§ š š¦šš§ š„š¢šÆš šš°šØ š„š¢šÆšš¬ ? / š¢š .#šØš§š„š² šš”šš§šš / šš§š¬š°šš«šš . å½”#šš¢šØš§š²š¬š®š¬ / šš°šØšššš . å½”#šš”š šš«š¢š š”ššš« šš”š š©š¢ššš®š«š šš”š ššš«š¤šš« š§šš ššš¢šÆš / ššš šÆ.#tw: death#tw: blood#babydxhl#tumblr stop eating posts challenge
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Look at the mans just sat here feet up like heās not scheming
#āšš¢šš”šØššØš¦š² šØš šØš«ššš« & šš”ššØš¬ / š¦š®š¬š¢š§š š¬.#šš”š šš«š¢š š”ššš« šš”š š©š¢ššš®š«š šš”š ššš«š¤šš« š§šš ššš¢šÆš / ššš šÆ.#ā š šš¢š§'š š¬šØš¦ššš”š¢š§š šš”šš š”šš©š©šš§šš ššØ š²šØš® . š'šÆš šš„š°šš²š¬ šššš§ š”šš«š / šš°šØ š
ššš . å½”
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ā @cr1mealley /ššššššĀ : *pining eyes*
ā - unprompted / ALWAYS ACCEPTING.Ā Ā å½”
Mutual pining .
#āššš§ š š¦šš§ š„š¢šÆš šš°šØ š„š¢šÆšš¬ ? / š¢š .#šØš§š„š² šš”šš§šš / šš§š¬š°šš«šš . å½”#šš©šØš„š„šØ / ššš«šÆšš² ššš§š . ā#šš”š šš«š¢š š”ššš« šš”š š©š¢ššš®š«š šš”š ššš«š¤šš« š§šš ššš¢šÆš / ššš šÆ.#can't tell me that btas harv didn't pine over bruce and grace in like every episode he was in like come on for real this was gay af#i mean its the same with gilda and bruce in the comics#the mutual pining is real thank you very much
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TheĀ twoĀ haveĀ metĀ beforeĀ ,Ā Harvey'sĀ darkestĀ secretĀ andĀ hisĀ dearĀ bestĀ friendĀ BruceĀ Wayne,Ā notĀ thatĀ theyĀ suspectedĀ BruceĀ knewĀ theĀ differenceĀ betweenĀ virtuousĀ DistrictĀ AttorneyĀ DentĀ andĀ BigĀ BadĀ HarvĀ .Ā IfĀ anythingĀ thisĀ HarveyĀ hasĀ knownĀ BruceĀ justĀ asĀ longĀ asĀ hisĀ host.
He'sĀ watchedĀ fromĀ bothĀ outĀ andĀ theĀ intramuralĀ ofĀ theirĀ mindĀ theirĀ wholeĀ lifeĀ .Ā VeinsĀ onĀ hisĀ foreheadĀ seemĀ toĀ bulgeĀ andĀ spreadĀ ,Ā teethĀ grindĀ togetherĀ .Ā ThrowingĀ theĀ latterĀ manĀ intoĀ theĀ wallĀ ,Ā strongĀ armsĀ reelingĀ himĀ backĀ forĀ propulsionĀ andĀ releaseĀ .Ā HeĀ movesĀ overĀ himĀ .
āĀ YouĀ should'veĀ doneĀ asĀ HarveyĀ toldĀ yaĀ toĀ ,Ā youĀ thinkĀ youĀ canĀ justĀ bargeĀ inĀ wheneverĀ yaĀ feelĀ likeĀ itĀ ?Ā Ā ā
'Ā IĀ don'tĀ wantĀ toĀ fightĀ youĀ .Ā '
ItĀ isĀ Bruce'sĀ wordsĀ thatĀ seemĀ toĀ ringĀ throughĀ toĀ hisĀ oldĀ friendĀ .Ā FacialĀ featuresĀ seemĀ toĀ strainĀ andĀ worryĀ ,Ā fightingĀ conflictionĀ .
āĀ ...Ā BruceĀ ?Ā āĀ HeadachesĀ ,Ā alwaysĀ headachesĀ ,Ā blipsĀ inĀ memoryĀ ,Ā lostĀ secondsĀ ,Ā minutesĀ ,Ā sometimesĀ hoursĀ ,Ā rarelyĀ daysĀ (Ā notĀ sinceĀ heĀ wasĀ boyĀ )Ā itĀ wasĀ alwaysĀ theĀ sameĀ .Ā AndĀ alwaysĀ leftĀ HarveyĀ disorientatedĀ andĀ shakenĀ toĀ hisĀ coreĀ .Ā TheĀ thingsĀ heĀ couldĀ doĀ -Ā noĀ notĀ he Ā -Ā HEĀ couldĀ doĀ .Ā ItĀ terrifiedĀ himĀ .
āĀ Ā W-WhatĀ areĀ youĀ -Ā ?Ā OhĀ GodĀ ,Ā BruceĀ .Ā I-I'mĀ soĀ sorryĀ .Ā IĀ don'tĀ knowĀ whatĀ cameĀ overĀ meĀ .Ā āĀ HeĀ doesĀ andĀ heĀ doesn'tĀ heĀ doesn'tĀ knowĀ theĀ fullĀ storyĀ butĀ heĀ canĀ fillĀ inĀ theĀ blanksĀ .Ā HeĀ shouldĀ goĀ andĀ helpĀ himĀ upĀ ,Ā doĀ damageĀ controlĀ onĀ theirĀ friendshipĀ andĀ onĀ BruceĀ ...heĀ doesn'tĀ he'sĀ tooĀ ashamedĀ andĀ afraidĀ ofĀ harmingĀ himĀ againĀ .
Bruce almost regrets his decision to come crashing through the front door... Almost. He respects his friend's privacy, but cannot bare to think he'd walk way from Harvey in a time of crisis. He can easily help finance the repair of a front door...what he can't do is ignore this.
Before Bruce can attempt to comfort his distressed friend, he is hoisted into the air with little effort. Eyes wide in shock at the voice that escapes Harvey's lips. He's seen and heard it before, but now it threatens him.
'Harvey.' A voice too soft for a man being held by his collar. 'Please, take a breath. Why can't we just talk about this?' All previous arguments were resolved with a drink and a hand shake. 'I don't want to fight you.' Not only because Harvey is a dear friend...but also because he can't expose the skill he'd acquired for hand to hand combat for fear of exposing The Batman.
#āššš§ š š¦šš§ š„š¢šÆš šš°šØ š„š¢šÆšš¬ ? / š¢š .#š£šš§š®š¬ / ššØšš” š¬š¢ššš¬ . ā å½”#šš”š šš«š¢š š”ššš« šš”š š©š¢ššš®š«š šš”š ššš«š¤šš« š§šš ššš¢šÆš / ššš šÆ.#cr1mealley
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āĀ Ā ššš šššššĀ ferĀ suchĀ aĀ šššššš šššš !Ā āĀ Ā That'sĀ alreadyĀ beenĀ establishedĀ ,Ā everytimeĀ MaryĀ hasĀ theĀ temerityĀ toĀ vocalizeĀ herĀ ownĀ reprovalĀ .Ā ššš š
šššĀ foundĀ itĀ obnoxiousĀ .Ā AndĀ heĀ wasĀ alreadyĀ agitatedĀ toĀ beginĀ withĀ .Ā AlludingĀ toĀ theĀ oppositionĀ wasĀ certainlyĀ notĀ doingĀ eitherĀ ofĀ themĀ anyĀ favorsĀ .
āĀ Don'tĀ evenĀ breatheĀ thatĀ ššššššš šššš'sĀ nameĀ hereĀ .Ā Pokin'Ā hisĀ beakĀ hereĀ andĀ thereĀ he'sĀ stillĀ aĀ nobodyĀ .Ā Don'tĀ careĀ howĀ manyĀ menĀ he'sĀ gotĀ linedĀ upĀ inĀ 'emĀ fightsĀ .Ā āĀ Ā Ā ScornĀ twitchesĀ atĀ theĀ browĀ .Ā BabysittersĀ .Ā āĀ Ā YeahĀ ,Ā knowĀ aĀ thingĀ ššĀ šššĀ 'boutĀ 'emĀ wouldn'tchaĀ ?Ā āĀ Ā AllĀ theĀ whileĀ she'sĀ runningĀ herĀ spielĀ -Ā heĀ knowsĀ ššššššĀ Ā wouldĀ agreeĀ theĀ bedwetterĀ neverĀ gotĀ hisĀ handsĀ dirtyĀ forĀ nothin'Ā alwaysĀ neededĀ ššššĀ toĀ doĀ theĀ jobĀ .
PerhapsĀ thereĀ wasĀ evenĀ aĀ fleetingĀ secondĀ whereĀ apologeticĀ expressionĀ betrayedĀ ššš š
ššš'sĀ toothyĀ snarlĀ .Ā ThereĀ wasĀ noĀ controlĀ hereĀ .Ā NeverĀ wasĀ anyĀ externalĀ conceptionĀ ofĀ controlĀ wasĀ aĀ conceitedĀ delusionĀ ššššĀ hadĀ builtĀ upĀ inĀ publicĀ officeĀ .
āĀ ListenĀ 'ereĀ ,Ā šššš ,s'longĀ asĀ you'sĀ withĀ usĀ yaĀ followĀ ourĀ wordĀ ,Ā gotĀ itĀ ?Ā Ā āĀ
She doesn't flinch at his instructions, even turns her face away briefly, a strange note of privacy ā as if the interaction between the one in charge and the wide-eyed hired thug is something personal. But she doesn't glance back at the room either. The man as he is, and as he will be, ceases to exist for her.
"It doesn't matter what he would do in your place," she says finally, arms folded over her chest again. Her chin is raised. Vaguely defiant. I know better than you. "You want to knock people around for sport, be my guest. I got Oswald's number, bet he could fit you in the line up for the fights tomorrow night. Hundred guys lining up to take a swing, you up for it?"
It's not like the fight goes out of her. It's like letting the steam out of a kettle, the initial spitfire frustration sending the words out in rapid fire. Now she exhales sharply, flicks her back into place.
"You don't get respect that way. You know what you get? You get a bunch of babysitters, and suddenly they all sit around thinkin' they're being paid to look after a rabid dog." She raises her eyebrows, as though daring Two Face to contradict her. "Respect is about control. Control of them, control of yourself." A little flick of the eyes, up-down ā as though surveying him, and finding him lacking. "Or selves."
#āššš§ š š¦šš§ š„š¢šÆš šš°šØ š„š¢šÆšš¬ ? / š¢š .#šš”š šš«š¢š š”ššš« šš”š š©š¢ššš®š«š šš”š ššš«š¤šš« š§šš ššš¢šÆš / ššš šÆ.#ā š šš¢š§'š š¬šØš¦ššš”š¢š§š šš”šš š”šš©š©šš§šš ššØ š²šØš® . š'šÆš šš„š°šš²š¬ šššš§ š”šš«š / šš°šØ š
ššš . å½”#babydxhl#she should kick him i swear#harv is hiding mary i'm so sorry
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ItĀ Ā cameĀ Ā crashingĀ Ā downĀ Ā allĀ Ā tooĀ Ā quicklyĀ Ā ,Ā Ā literallyĀ Ā .Ā Ā Harvey'sĀ Ā desperateĀ Ā effortsĀ Ā ofĀ Ā thwartingĀ Ā BruceĀ Ā awayĀ Ā scatteredĀ Ā inĀ Ā splinteredĀ Ā woodĀ Ā trewnĀ Ā aboutĀ Ā hisĀ Ā apartment,Ā Ā hisĀ Ā bestestĀ Ā andĀ Ā dearestĀ Ā friendĀ Ā wasĀ Ā alwaysĀ Ā soĀ Ā insistentĀ Ā .
HavingĀ Ā himĀ Ā crashingĀ Ā rightĀ Ā throughĀ Ā hisĀ Ā doorĀ Ā ofĀ Ā courseĀ Ā onlyĀ Ā exasperatesĀ Ā theĀ Ā situationĀ Ā despiteĀ Ā everythingĀ Ā HarveyĀ Ā stillĀ Ā hasĀ Ā theĀ Ā senseĀ Ā toĀ Ā scoldĀ Ā himĀ Ā .Ā Ā āĀ Ā Ā THISĀ Ā ISĀ Ā AĀ Ā RENTEDĀ Ā APARTMENTĀ Ā WHATĀ Ā AREĀ Ā YOUĀ Ā DOINGĀ Ā ?!Ā Ā āĀ Ā TheĀ Ā sentence'sĀ Ā endĀ Ā growsĀ Ā taughtĀ Ā ,Ā Ā coiledĀ Ā upĀ Ā intoĀ Ā aĀ Ā growlĀ Ā .Ā Ā IdiotĀ Ā .Ā Ā IdiotĀ Ā .Ā Ā TheĀ Ā bumblingĀ Ā foolĀ Ā ,Ā Ā weĀ Ā oughtaĀ Ā teachĀ Ā himĀ Ā someĀ Ā mannersĀ Ā .
āĀ Ā Ā Ā NoĀ Ā !Ā Ā Ā āĀ Ā HeĀ Ā shrieksĀ Ā againĀ Ā .Ā Ā He'sĀ Ā fightingĀ Ā itĀ Ā butĀ Ā heĀ Ā feelsĀ Ā himselfĀ Ā slippingĀ Ā awayĀ Ā .Ā Ā āĀ Ā Ā Ā GetĀ Ā outĀ Ā ofĀ Ā hereĀ Ā BruceĀ Ā !Ā Ā LeaveĀ Ā IĀ Ā saidĀ Ā !Ā Ā DamnĀ Ā itĀ Ā !Ā Ā Ā āĀ Ā GreatĀ Ā ,Ā Ā justĀ Ā greatĀ Ā thisĀ Ā wasn'tĀ Ā supposedĀ Ā toĀ Ā happenĀ Ā .Ā Ā WhyĀ Ā couldn'tĀ Ā heĀ Ā justĀ Ā leaveĀ Ā ?
LookĀ Ā atĀ Ā 'imĀ Ā justĀ Ā lyingĀ Ā thereĀ Ā likeĀ Ā heĀ Ā ownsĀ Ā theĀ Ā placeĀ Ā !
āĀ Ā Ā Ā PleaseĀ Ā ,Ā Ā pleaseĀ Ā justĀ Ā goĀ Ā awayĀ Ā !Ā Ā I'mĀ Ā warningĀ Ā youĀ Ā !Ā Ā -Ā Ā PleaseĀ Ā BruceĀ Ā justĀ Ā listenĀ Ā forĀ Ā onceĀ Ā !Ā Ā āĀ Ā Harv'sĀ Ā reallyĀ Ā breakingĀ Ā aĀ Ā sweatĀ Ā ,Ā Ā faceĀ Ā twistedĀ Ā withĀ Ā stressĀ Ā ,Ā Ā hairĀ Ā clungĀ Ā toĀ Ā hisĀ Ā faceĀ Ā andĀ Ā bloodĀ Ā boilingĀ Ā inĀ Ā hisĀ Ā veinsĀ Ā .
WithoutĀ Ā warningĀ Ā BigĀ Ā BadĀ Ā HarvĀ Ā decidesĀ Ā toĀ Ā disposeĀ Ā ofĀ Ā theĀ Ā problemĀ Ā himselfĀ Ā .Ā Ā GrabbingĀ Ā BruceĀ Ā byĀ Ā theĀ Ā collarĀ Ā .Ā
Ā āĀ Ā Ā YouĀ Ā richĀ Ā ,Ā Ā arrogantĀ Ā prickĀ Ā ,Ā Ā ifĀ Ā youĀ Ā ain'tĀ Ā gonnaĀ Ā leaveĀ Ā I'mĀ Ā gonnaĀ Ā makeĀ Ā youĀ Ā wishĀ Ā youĀ Ā hadĀ !Ā Ā Ā āĀ
Making time for friends, between monotonous days at Wayne Tech and restless nights out on the streets of Gotham; Bruce, finds little time for friends. However, for Harvey, he'd always sacrifice.
Today? Well, he'd made extra effort to visit his friend, on his door step no less, a bouquet of flowers in hand. See, Harvey has been wrestling with the stresses of campaigning. It seemed to have taken its toll on his dear friend. In fact, the gargantuan District Attorney has been displaying acts of violence of late. NOT like Harvey at all.
That's why he's here, hoping to give Harvey some support, to know he's not alone. Perhaps he could take Harvey out somewhere to calm his nerves.
or...not.
'Harvey, I just wanted to see you, old friend. I...' He frowns. 'I know you are going through a lot. I understand your busy. I-' just want to see you.
"-I'veĀ gotĀ aĀ lotĀ ofĀ paperĀ workĀ .Ā SomeĀ ofĀ usĀ areĀ hardĀ atĀ workĀ "
'Okay, Harvey. Okay.' Bruce sighs, he turns from the door.
"NOĀ !"
Harvey's in trouble!
Bruce crashes through the door, falling through a shower of splintering wood. 'Harvey!'
#āššš§ š š¦šš§ š„š¢šÆš šš°šØ š„š¢šÆšš¬ ? / š¢š .#š£šš§š®š¬ / ššØšš” š¬š¢ššš¬ . ā å½”#šš”š šš«š¢š š”ššš« šš”š š©š¢ššš®š«š šš”š ššš«š¤šš« š§šš ššš¢šÆš / ššš šÆ.#cr1mealley#harv: go away bruce#bruce: did you say break the door down ?
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TwoĀ FaceĀ wasĀ ,Ā forĀ mostĀ peopleĀ ,Ā terrifyingĀ ,Ā andĀ -Ā forĀ mostĀ -Ā uncanny.Ā TheĀ contrastĀ betweenĀ himĀ andĀ theĀ body'sĀ hostĀ wasĀ starkĀ .Ā SoĀ differentĀ fromĀ well-spokenĀ andĀ poeticĀ HarveyĀ DentĀ .Ā BothĀ charismaticĀ ,Ā bothĀ intelligentĀ .Ā OvertimeĀ ifĀ yourĀ luckĀ hasĀ youĀ livingĀ longĀ enoughĀ orĀ youĀ getĀ CLOSEĀ enoughĀ toĀ theĀ double-facedĀ janusĀ .Ā YouĀ seeĀ theĀ brokenĀ visageĀ betweenĀ humanĀ andĀ MONSTERĀ areĀ oneĀ inĀ theĀ sameĀ .Ā TwoĀ FaceĀ wasĀ angryĀ -Ā angerĀ isĀ alwaysĀ sharperĀ ,Ā farĀ moreĀ intimidatingĀ ,Ā thoughĀ itĀ stemsĀ fromĀ andĀ innerĀ painĀ ,Ā TwoĀ Face'sĀ painĀ andĀ angerĀ hadĀ grownĀ intoĀ copiousĀ rageĀ .
āĀ Ā GetĀ thatĀ scum-suckin'Ā leechĀ outtaĀ thereĀ andĀ driveĀ 'imĀ farĀ outtaĀ townĀ .Ā Ā āĀ TheĀ instructionĀ thatĀ followedĀ en-suitĀ ofĀ Mary'sĀ .Ā OneĀ ofĀ theĀ goonsĀ inquiredĀ whetherĀ orĀ notĀ theyĀ wereĀ toĀ killĀ theĀ manĀ hangingĀ likeĀ aĀ hogĀ onĀ aĀ meatĀ hookĀ whenĀ theyĀ getĀ himĀ outĀ ofĀ theĀ cityĀ .Ā TheĀ coinĀ alreadyĀ decidedĀ onĀ thatĀ .Ā āĀ NoĀ !Ā Ā Ā ā Ā SnarlĀ andĀ aĀ biteĀ toĀ theĀ replyĀ ,Ā allĀ toĀ quickĀ ofĀ aĀ reactionĀ .Ā ItĀ wasĀ fairnessĀ .Ā SaidĀ andĀ doneĀ ;Ā theĀ coinĀ hadĀ spokenĀ andĀ ifĀ anyoneĀ dishonoredĀ theĀ silverĀ judgeĀ heĀ wouldĀ loseĀ himselfĀ everĀ moreĀ soĀ .
āĀ Ā DignityĀ ?Ā DoĀ y'thinkĀ ifĀ theĀ rolesĀ wereĀ reversedĀ inĀ thereĀ thatĀ sapĀ wouldĀ haveĀ thatĀ kindaĀ dignityĀ forĀ meĀ ,Ā evenĀ youĀ ?Ā NahĀ ,Ā he'sĀ aĀ patheticĀ ,Ā littleĀ welpĀ ,Ā pro'llyĀ enjoyĀ theĀ feelin'Ā forĀ aĀ whileĀ butĀ inĀ theĀ endĀ ;Ā he'sĀ weakĀ ,Ā IĀ don'tĀ gottaĀ careĀ aboutĀ dignityĀ IĀ careĀ 'boutĀ respectĀ .Ā Ā Ā ā
She has been scared of Two Face before but that is not what she feels now, crushed back against the wall, arms crossed, watching and listening ā she feels only very tired, and bored. As if they have spent their entire lives in this room with the smell of blood and sweat and vomit and the dying man whimpering and begging.
All so pointless, in the end.
She watches the coin go up, and then down, and presses her thumbnail hard into the center of her bottom lip, feeling the skin threaten to split beneath the keratin. Hard little rows of teeth against the force. Her gaze turns to the man.
If she was a kinder person ā and that's always the way with Mary, a woman cobbled together out of a thousand what ifs ā she might wonder if any of them, all three, even remembered his name. She's not kinder. She feels only a vague kind of disinterest towards him, the way you feel about the meat in the butchershop window you don't want to buy.
"Let's go, then," she says finally, and straightens up. Slips past Harvey to get out the door first, an act more habit than anything else. There are men in the adjoining room, smoking, staring blankly, waiting for instructions. "Clean up time," she tells them. To Harvey, when the room is empty again, she says: "You should have more dignity than that."
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