I feign liberation. I am corruption incarnate. I drown my followers in lies, and I bathe in the misfortune of others. I am invulnerable, reflecting madness and bearing it in hulking arms. ...I am the reckoning. Let the games begin. [An Independent, multiverse RPer, sharing characteristics of both the comic book and the movie. Is obliged to RP with all.]
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Bane blinked, although- of course, he had heard more fantastical stories in his lifetime, but the girl seemed oddly adamant on the title. He waved off the second question, absently.
"In all my time on this earth, I have never seen or was aware of the existence in such creatures... How is it, that you have?"
kindarighteous started following you
Bane’s eyes lit up on the figure before him, his head tilted back in pseudo fascination.
“And who is this..?”
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Bane lifted his head, his frame towering over hers. Her face looked delicate with youth, but he never drew aback from features as hers. And there was something else, a detail of her facet he hadn't considered; her eyes. They held no innocence. It was all a mask- a wall surrounding her protectively from the truth that lie inside. There was a power in those eyes, and yet they dared to hesitate, to quake with fear although... she had told him otherwise.
A smile crept up his ancient lips behind the metal. A smile of satisfaction, undetectable but ever-present. When he spoke, he did little to hide the insinuation. A girl who had the gall to prance into his liberated Gotham, fooling his men with unmatched skill, deserved much less... much less, indeed.
"Did you come here alone?"
Bane stared down at the silhouette. He kept his gaze as dead on as it was lethal, unblinking and pouring into her deepest abstract.
“There is much to fear from strangers, wouldn’t you agree?”
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hydrokine started following you
Bane stared down at the silhouette. He kept his gaze as dead on as it was lethal, unblinking and pouring into her deepest abstract.
"There is much to fear from strangers, wouldn't you agree?"
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"...How cozy."
capone cell #1873 by korafotomorgana on Flickr.
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felinefelon started following you
He did not turn to her for he knew her presence well enough. Although when he spoke he let out no hint of annoyance, only amusement.
"Miss Kyle do tell me, is it curiosity that brings you to me... or do you simply want to die?"
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kindarighteous started following you
Bane's eyes lit up on the figure before him, his head tilted back in pseudo fascination.
"And who is this..?"
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http://szikee.deviantart.com/art/Bane-and-Talia-Face-Stealer-317719153
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kookycannibal started following you
"Greetings, Miss X..."
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IMG_2647 by M Marziani on Flickr.
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//Have you tried Archive of Our Own? I'm pretty sure they have quite a bit. Although, I'm not sure of their quality as of yet. I hope this helps!
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There cannot be true despair without hope.
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