#He'd love to wring Leon's neck but he's just funny enough to want to keep around too

[masquenoire]

Type Bingo || Accepting!

"You've never killed anybody? Seriously? That's kind of a surprise since you were, you know, a cop or... something like that." Roman trails off, idly flipping the paper over. Huh, of all the people he'd expected to play along, Leon sure as hell wasn't one of them. Roman had to admit, he was a looker in a 'pretty boy' kind of way. Wanted to slap the sass out of his mouth 90% of the time too but even he had to agree the agent was skilled, and a damn good shot when there was a gun in his hand. Above all he was frustrating, the sort of guy you couldn't help like even when you wanted to strangle the life out of him.

"Friendly word of advice, boyscout - you ever think about getting back into the force, I'd recommend steering clear of Gotham. Cops don't have a good track record here and the ones who last turn into bad apples eventually." You could count the honest cops on one hand and still have fingers left over. He should know, he had a grocery store's worth of the bad ones in his pocket.