#Belle and Ezayne RP

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A Hug

Ezayne belongs to @mygardenofmuses

She had a lot of people who’d like to spend time with her … That’s what she told Audrey before. Now though, they seemed an eternity away. Shoulders, ears and wings kept low, Belle just strolled through the streets until she simply bumped into the most sweet smelling person for comfort.

“Eep! Sorry, Bru—eeeeh?”

The bat wings made him think of his nocturnal bestie, but there was something off about this new individual.

A pink-ish bat? Could it be a bat girl? A Bruce clone of some sort? Perhaps a female of his species, looking for a male to mate with?? Definitely he’d have to call Bruce later…

Thoughts raced on his mind, as he rushed to pick up the bag of groceries which had fallen down from his grip. “Excuse me, with all this stuff I hadn’t seen you, Miss! Who are you?” Ezayne asked, giving her a kind smile.

“Sorry.” It wasn’t her name, but it was what she felt - she didn’t mean to have him drop his bag! Now that he picked it up though and the content was - thank goodness not spread all over the place. Belle tried to approach again. Careful this time.

“It’s OK, really, I was distracted as well.” Ezayne smiled and held the bag closely so he wouldn’t drop it again.

“I’m Ezayne. Ezayne Charles Raymond Moriarty, but my friends call me Ez. Who are you, miss?” he asked, offering her his hand for a handshake as greeting.

Ignoring the outstretched hand, Belle stepped back to Ezaynes personal bubble again - not attempting to lean against him this time, but yes showing the intent.

“I’m Belle” she replied sadly.

Ezayne was a little slow for these things. He assumed she never had seen a human with blue hair. The thought made him smile. Maybe she was just curious about it. But something in her voice confused him.

“Nice to meet you, Belle… Are you alright? You seem sad.” He opened his arms a little, mostly with the idea of offering her support. Maybe she was ill? Maybe she needed help? He didn’t know yet.

“M-hm” she hummed, just to affirm. Ezayne’s silent invite didn’t pass unnoticed. So very glad to be able to, Belle rested her head against his chest. Finally Relaxing.

“Eeeerrr…” Ezayne was now very confused. He didn’t expect her to just lean on him like that. But again, all bats were a bit clingy, so… perhaps this was a cultural thing. He didn’t push her just yet, letting her rest in case she needed to do so.

“We’ve just met and usually I don’t let people lean on me so fast, but… are you OK? Did someone hurt you?”

Muscular. She was still sad, but the aspect made her feel a little bit better. Belle sighed. “I lost somebody” she explained shortly.

“Oh nooo… Sorry about that. So sorry.” Ezayne actually hugged her now, trying to comfort her for a moment before letting go. “I know how it feels, when people you love dies. But eh, maybe it can’t fix it but a drink sure helps. Come to the cabaret with me, bet my girlfriend can help you as well~!”

“I didn’t loose her like that but … it may help” Belle agreed. Kindness. She had never expected to find some that soon. This city was magical, really. Belle kept leaning on Ezayne as that one pulled back, not ready to let go right now. Or ever.

Being clingy surely was a bat-people thing. At this point Ezayne didn’t try to stop her, pretty convinced she’d try to keep clinging to him.

“Hum, were you dumped? That’s the second worst I can think of. And I understand that kind of situation, too. It’s really sad.” he rubbed gently her arm to comfort her. “But don’t worry. It gets better.”

It would get better. It was already. It would just not stop being sad. Belle stayed like that for another while, so glad the other let her, until she remembered she was being quite rude. Stealing his time …

“We’ll be there soon and I’ll have to open the door, Belle. Mind if I use my powers to lift you up? That way I’ll get one free hand to work with.” Ezayne asked kindly, trying not to disturb her.

He felt really sorry for the poor batgirl. Hopefully her life would get better once she met certain bat Ezayne knew very well…

Mh? “Oh, I can give you space” Belle promised. That being, she simply shifted to his side. While still clinging, she’d be fine with a ‘one arm’ hug when it was more convinient for the nice man.

“…Alright, but… you’re still clinging to me, Belle… Can you let me go when we get there, please? People in the cabaret will think weird of me, and they think my hair is weird enough.” Ezayne tried to joke about it. Maybe some laughter would do her some good.

“We can still hold hands, right?” she pleaded, looking up at him.

“I guess holding hands is OK.” Ezayne chuckled, amused by her offer. “At least, until we get there. See that signal in the distance, the one with the lady with feathery wings? The cabaret is right there!”

Sign? What sign?

Belle looked over to where Ezayne pointed at, and eventually spotted the figure. “Is pretty” she noticed, while slowly letting go. “These are natural? Or … “

She had to ask. And she had to stretch the ‘holding hands’; holding Ezaynes whole arm instead, too.

“No, those are fake wings. The lady of that banner is Miss Lucille, the original owner of the cabaret. She always wore that dress in the concerts. Sadly she left the city a while back. I’ve been taking care of the cabaret in her absence.” Ezayne explained. He was OK with arm holding. Somehow it felt less intimate than hugs or holding hands, gestures he usually saved for Neela, Amil and close friends.

She was into cosplay then? “Seems to be an interesting woman” Belle gave back, eyes still on the poster. “I’d love to meet her“ she went on, her tail waving a bit from side to side.

“She was. Though I haven’t seen her since last year. She usually travels through the portals to go back to her world to take care of her aunt. Poor woman is so old and sickly that Lucille rarely shows up in the cabaret. But in the meantime, we have some interesting people in the cabaret.”

Ezayne felt really proud talking about his business. It gave him life. “First of all, my girlfriend Neela. She’s the most beautiful, talented and graceful dancer you can imagine. She’s currently expecting so I encourage her to take a taxi, skip work and go home when the babies are playing too much.” A light blush came to his face. Just to think of their future children, he felt super happy.

Babys. Well that was a foolproof topic to brighten up her mood. “Oh, I miss being pregnant” Belle replied; her free hand touching her belly absently - a thing out of habit.

“When’s she expecting?” Belle asked with a smile.

“You mean, when will the babies born? Sometime in August. Which is funny because her birthday is also in August!” he chuckled. “We already have a son, Amil, and he’s so careful with his mother now. I’m so proud of them.”

He looked back at Belle, arching one eyebrow. “So you have children of your own, too?”

“Mmhm” Belle hummed affirmative. She really was feeling better with all the distractive topic. “I got a new one just yesterday. So cute.” She kept to cling on Ezayne’s arm, but really seemed at peace with the situation for now.

“Wait what - did you just give birth yesterday and you can walk already????” Ezayne asked, impressed. Belle was really strong if she didn’t need any rest after something so hardcore. Though there were chances that the bat biology worked in ways way different from humans.

“Adoption is an option” Belle replied right away with a small laugh. “I didn’t give birth for a … year.” Yes, it was Reese’ first birthday soon. And it was seriously about time to get pregnant again. He was growing so quickly.

“Ooh, right! Hahaha, sorry, you’re very right. My son Amil was adopted too. Adoption is one beautiful thing.” Ezayne said, clapping his hands once. He lifted his arm a little and pointed to the beautiful glass-stained door nearby.

“There it is! That’s the cabaret. Probably Sator is already inside. He’s the barman. Do you want a drink, Belle?”

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Mistletoe Kisses

Ezayne belongs to mygardenofmuses.

my muse tries to kiss yours under the mistletoe. how does your muse respond?

Ezayne chuckles and gives her a kiss on the cheek. “That’s all you’ll get from me, miss! Now go give some love to Bruce, he needs it more than me, heh!”

“Oh but you need love, too” Belle insisted. She got a kiss on the cheek so he got to get one as well. Or more …

“I have more than enough, Belle.” Ezayne pulled back from her with a kind smile. “I have my soon-to-be wife, Neela, and my four children, Amil, Arsalan, Nilima, and Chel. And they are waiting for me now, so I can’t stay. You really should go check on Bruce. I meant to visit him the other day, but I couldn’t. The cabaret and the gym’s Christmas promotions are taking a lot of my time!”

“I diid” Belle promised. Did that mean she didn’t get to kiss Ezayne back? She wanted to - !

Cautiously, she reached for his hand. At least he’d let her kiss that!

“That’s good, I’m glad… mh?”

Ezayne remained quiet for a moment, when she noticed her taking his hand. Did she see something in it he couldn’t? What was she going to do?

Oh see there - he let her take it! Her mood lifting Belle lifed Ezaynes head up and gave him a long kiss on the knuckles. “You’re always so worried” she noticed fondly. He really seemed to care about Bruce.

Ezayne was surprised by a kiss on his hand. Maybe Bruce was right and he did seem a little girly… otherwise Belle wouldn’t have kissed his hand, as if he was some kind of princess…

“Hum… Thank you.” he blushed a bit, embarrassed, and rubbed the back of his head. “And of course I worry. He’s my best friend, after all!”

“And he’s my brother” she reminded him with a smile and let go of his hand. Ezayne had to be at places, right? ”I let him have my gadget to jump dimensions and follow what his heart is craving. I don’t know when he’ll be back … “ she warned, just letting him know. She’d hate to keep Ezayne all worried when he called Bruce and he wasn’t in reach or something.

“Oh. That explains why I haven’t seen him much.” Ezayne worried a bit. He knew what it felt when you land into unfriendly universes, and didn’t want Bruce to end hurt, or worse, killed. “Tell him to be careful when you see him. I hope he comes back for Christmas - but if he doesn’t, tell him I’ve got some presents for all of you!”

“Oh we should meet!” Belle found, just thinking about it. The Moriarty and Kent family. Maybe not on the first day of Christmas, but the second for sure.

“I tell him” she promised.

“Sounds good to me. I’ll call Bruce or you, and we’ll talk about the details.” Ezayne assured her with a smile. “Take care, Belle. We’ll meet again, soon!”

“Yeah! - You, too!” Oh, this was so nice. Belle smiled at Ezayne and waved him good bye before she too, would go her ways. She meant to visit Libby, actually. But with the mistletoe placed here at the entrance, she’d have to call her over first …

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A Hug

Ezayne belongs to mygardenofmuses.

She had a lot of people who’d like to spend time with her … That’s what she told Audrey before. Now though, they seemed an eternity away. Shoulders, ears and wings kept low, Belle just strolled through the streets until she simply bumped into the most sweet smelling person for comfort.

“Eep! Sorry, Bru—eeeeh?”

The bat wings made him think of his nocturnal bestie, but there was something off about this new individual.

A pink-ish bat? Could it be a bat girl? A Bruce clone of some sort? Perhaps a female of his species, looking for a male to mate with?? Definitely he’d have to call Bruce later…

Thoughts raced on his mind, as he rushed to pick up the bag of groceries which had fallen down from his grip. “Excuse me, with all this stuff I hadn’t seen you, Miss! Who are you?” Ezayne asked, giving her a kind smile.

“Sorry.” It wasn’t her name, but it was what she felt - she didn’t mean to have him drop his bag! Now that he picked it up though and the content was - thank goodness not spread all over the place. Belle tried to approach again. Careful this time.

“It’s OK, really, I was distracted as well.” Ezayne smiled and held the bag closely so he wouldn’t drop it again.

“I’m Ezayne. Ezayne Charles Raymond Moriarty, but my friends call me Ez. Who are you, miss?” he asked, offering her his hand for a handshake as greeting.

Ignoring the outstretched hand, Belle stepped back to Ezaynes personal bubble again - not attempting to lean against him this time, but yes showing the intent.

“I’m Belle” she replied sadly.

Ezayne was a little slow for these things. He assumed she never had seen a human with blue hair. The thought made him smile. Maybe she was just curious about it. But something in her voice confused him.

“Nice to meet you, Belle… Are you alright? You seem sad.” He opened his arms a little, mostly with the idea of offering her support. Maybe she was ill? Maybe she needed help? He didn’t know yet.

“M-hm” she hummed, just to affirm. Ezayne’s silent invite didn’t pass unnoticed. So very glad to be able to, Belle rested her head against his chest. Finally Relaxing.

“Eeeerrr…” Ezayne was now very confused. He didn’t expect her to just lean on him like that. But again, all bats were a bit clingy, so… perhaps this was a cultural thing. He didn’t push her just yet, letting her rest in case she needed to do so.

“We’ve just met and usually I don’t let people lean on me so fast, but… are you OK? Did someone hurt you?”

Muscular. She was still sad, but the aspect made her feel a little bit better. Belle sighed. “I lost somebody” she explained shortly.

“Oh nooo… Sorry about that. So sorry.” Ezayne actually hugged her now, trying to comfort her for a moment before letting go. “I know how it feels, when people you love dies. But eh, maybe it can’t fix it but a drink sure helps. Come to the cabaret with me, bet my girlfriend can help you as well~!”

“I didn’t loose her like that but … it may help” Belle agreed. Kindness. She had never expected to find some that soon. This city was magical, really. Belle kept leaning on Ezayne as that one pulled back, not ready to let go right now. Or ever.

Being clingy surely was a bat-people thing. At this point Ezayne didn’t try to stop her, pretty convinced she’d try to keep clinging to him.

“Hum, were you dumped? That’s the second worst I can think of. And I understand that kind of situation, too. It’s really sad.” he rubbed gently her arm to comfort her. “But don’t worry. It gets better.”

It would get better. It was already. It would just not stop being sad. Belle stayed like that for another while, so glad the other let her, until she remembered she was being quite rude. Stealing his time …

“We’ll be there soon and I’ll have to open the door, Belle. Mind if I use my powers to lift you up? That way I’ll get one free hand to work with.” Ezayne asked kindly, trying not to disturb her.

He felt really sorry for the poor batgirl. Hopefully her life would get better once she met certain bat Ezayne knew very well…

Mh? “Oh, I can give you space” Belle promised. That being, she simply shifted to his side. While still clinging, she’d be fine with a ‘one arm’ hug when it was more convinient for the nice man.

“…Alright, but… you’re still clinging to me, Belle… Can you let me go when we get there, please? People in the cabaret will think weird of me, and they think my hair is weird enough.” Ezayne tried to joke about it. Maybe some laughter would do her some good.

“We can still hold hands, right?” she pleaded, looking up at him.

“I guess holding hands is OK.” Ezayne chuckled, amused by her offer. “At least, until we get there. See that signal in the distance, the one with the lady with feathery wings? The cabaret is right there!”

Sign? What sign?

Belle looked over to where Ezayne pointed at, and eventually spotted the figure. “Is pretty” she noticed, while slowly letting go. “These are natural? Or … “

She had to ask. And she had to stretch the ‘holding hands’; holding Ezaynes whole arm instead, too.

“No, those are fake wings. The lady of that banner is Miss Lucille, the original owner of the cabaret. She always wore that dress in the concerts. Sadly she left the city a while back. I’ve been taking care of the cabaret in her absence.” Ezayne explained. He was OK with arm holding. Somehow it felt less intimate than hugs or holding hands, gestures he usually saved for Neela, Amil and close friends.

She was into cosplay then? “Seems to be an interesting woman” Belle gave back, eyes still on the poster. “I’d love to meet her“ she went on, her tail waving a bit from side to side.

“She was. Though I haven’t seen her since last year. She usually travels through the portals to go back to her world to take care of her aunt. Poor woman is so old and sickly that Lucille rarely shows up in the cabaret. But in the meantime, we have some interesting people in the cabaret.”

Ezayne felt really proud talking about his business. It gave him life. “First of all, my girlfriend Neela. She’s the most beautiful, talented and graceful dancer you can imagine. She’s currently expecting so I encourage her to take a taxi, skip work and go home when the babies are playing too much.” A light blush came to his face. Just to think of their future children, he felt super happy.

Babys. Well that was a foolproof topic to brighten up her mood. “Oh, I miss being pregnant” Belle replied; her free hand touching her belly absently - a thing out of habit.

“When’s she expecting?” Belle asked with a smile.

“You mean, when will the babies born? Sometime in August. Which is funny because her birthday is also in August!” he chuckled. “We already have a son, Amil, and he’s so careful with his mother now. I’m so proud of them.”

He looked back at Belle, arching one eyebrow. “So you have children of your own, too?”

“Mmhm” Belle hummed affirmative. She really was feeling better with all the distractive topic. “I got a new one just yesterday. So cute.” She kept to cling on Ezayne’s arm, but really seemed at peace with the situation for now.

“Wait what - did you just give birth yesterday and you can walk already????” Ezayne asked, impressed. Belle was really strong if she didn’t need any rest after something so hardcore. Though there were chances that the bat biology worked in ways way different from humans.

“Adoption is an option” Belle replied right away with a small laugh. “I didn’t give birth for a … year.” Yes, it was Reese’ first birthday soon. And it was seriously about time to get pregnant again. He was growing so quickly.