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January 18th, 2014


[info]i_riddle in [info]we_coexist

Idealations of the End (Bruce)

Effie was standing on the edge of Stark Tower's roof, the only thing keeping her from flying off being her stiletto heels hooked over the railing, and the familiar balance she had of standing in such a location. Her father had kept her from any chance of ending her own life for the past week, but he wasn't there with her and she hadn't even been at work an hour before she had found herself up here, staring down at The City below.

From this distance...it seemed so much like Gotham, she could almost hear the screaming, hear the horns honking and police sirens...she never realized just how much she missed home.

Her balance wavered slightly, the wing tugging at her, pulling...caling for her to fly. She shifted her feet, a gravel rock tumbling over the edge of the roof and she watched it blankly, her heart longing to follow it.

Downstairs, Jarvis beeped Bruce, his cool monotone flowing through the man's earpiece. "Sir, your ex-wife is on the edge of the roof."

[info]i_eggstir in [info]we_coexist

Boy meets girl. [Wash]

Oswin woke up from Bruce's office with the faint outline of a computer keyboard against her face and a blanket draped over her shoulders. She knew that if Leto were still in The City, she would have found him by now. There were no announcements of anyone else being held by The City to help make the repairs. He was just gone.

It didn't make any sense.

She tried walking to the first place she met Leto, just in case he was there, but instead of ending up at the City Commons she found herself in front of a movie theater instead. She took a seat on one of the benches and sighed. There would be no crying. Crying meant she had given up and one thing Oswin Oswald never did was give up. Something would come to her.

Although it wasn't an idea, she was surprised to see one familiar pilot putting his garbage in a proper rubbish bin.

"Couldn't find a robot to harass?" she asked him. She tried smiling but didn't quite feel it in her eyes. She felt tired.

She was happy to see him, even if she was fairly certain the voice might not be enough to recognize her. Oswin needed a friend.