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Tweak says, "You love him, don't you?"

Michonne (hackslash) wrote in we_coexist,
@ 2015-08-18 07:19:00

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michonne, zoe washburne

Clandestine (Zoe)
The text she'd gotten had been very straightforward. It had come out of nowhere from a number that had not - she knew for a fact - been in the stupid phone before the text had come. Having the little device made her a bit angry. She had nobody to call. Nobody to communicate with. Her days were filled with herself and her routine.

Michonne didn't know if she felt happy that the thing was getting use, or annoyed for being interrupted.

Ms. Michonne. You are expected at the Wayne Enterprises building at 4:00pm on August 18th. If you cannot make the appointment, please call 555-25535 to reschedule.

You are to meet Zoe Washburne, Security, to discuss a possible position within Wayne Enterprises.

Who the fuck was this Zoe Washburne? Why the hell would Michonne want to meet her? Unfortunately, curiosity and boredom worked together to persuade the former lawyer to go. She readied herself as she'd done every day, and headed out. It didn't take her long to find the place, as the City seemed to make her way for her. She discovered quickly that it hadn't been a misplaced text or some kind of joke, because the front desk handed her a visitor's badge and sent her right up.

Michonne's eyes wandered the walls and structure and offices as she walked, wondering why somebody who worked in a building like this would want her to work for them. She sought out the office she'd been directed to, and stood in front of the door a moment. Was she really going to do this? She was. Michonne knocked.

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warrior_woman
2015-10-08 05:27 am UTC (link)

Dojo, spa (of sorts), workshop. It was everything a vigilante superhero would need. For the most part. Zoe's personal tastes and who, what, when she came from mixed in with what one might expect from a Wayne. It was all higher end.

"I don't know." The warrior woman wasn't lying; her words lacked sarcasm. She had yet hadn't thought this far. Stepping around the other woman, Zoe made her way to a bench with what looked like guns opened up, laid bare to whomever could see them. She'd been working on them for some reason or another.

"When he offered me the cowl, I needed purpose. I had lost my husband not once, but three times." She glanced back at Michonne; it was still a strange thing to say. "I have lost him once more after that. May the gorram City never bring him back.

"I have a man, but I still feel the need to help. I know I wanted to show you you are not alone, and maybe give you a purpose. The Bat had ...well, he actually didn't have a team. He had sidekicks that was supposedly a family. More like martyrs following a martyr." She winced.

"I'm waxing poetic, and cruel, neither really my strong suit. Look, you want in? Guess that's what I want. To know if you want in, and if you're gonna play this my way. Not my sidekick. More like my first." She would have ended anyone who called her Mal's sidekick, even after he laughed and probably just before he thought to ask if she was going to take that kind of talk.

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hackslash
2015-10-09 03:41 pm UTC (link)

Michonne could not imagine losing Dean three times. She was having a hard enough time with the once. She'd thought, after losing her family, that she would never be able to feel those feelings again. And then he'd come along. He'd filled her up more than she'd ever been before, given her something she hadn't ever experienced. It was possible - probable - that she loved him more than she'd loved the father of her children (when she'd loved him in that way).

Her eyes grazed over the room again, taking in it, while she listened to what Zoe was saying. She was offering something that might help patch up the giant hole where her heart used to be. This wouldn't ever replace Dean, of course, she wasn't stupid enough to think that, and she was sure that Zoe wasn't either, but it would give her life a direction. Which was something she didn't have any of at the moment.

And purpose. Yes. She needed purpose.

"I'm in." She looked at the Bat. "Tell me what you want me to do."

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warrior_woman
2015-10-12 04:46 am UTC (link)

Zoe smiled, almost sadly. She understood what it was like to need something outside herself, outside the pain and the loss. She understood this, and she understood what sort of pains this new life might bring.

"First we introduce you to Alfred. He likes what he's seen so far. Then we start training. You also promise to limit your nightly adventures unmasked. If they figure out your fighting style, they know you. They use it." The warrior woman nodded slightly.

"I have a few ideas for name, and Alfred's already started working on your armor. It is more armor than costume." She moved to a monitor and tapped a few buttons. Nightwing was the first to come up. The suit looked very much like the male version; only it resembled the current Bat's in hiding the gender away.

"If you want to have a more female suit." She didn't seem to have a preference either way, but they would make sure her suit was more protective than any piece of simple material.

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hackslash
2015-10-14 03:22 pm UTC (link)

"I'm guessing he's the one that sent the text?" It hadn't matched Zoe's particular way of speaking, she realized, now that she'd spoken to the woman at length. He must have an important role for Zoe to count on his opinion so. "No worries about nightly adventures, then. I won't do anything to compromise either of us."

She'd be lying if she didn't admit that she was a little concerned about these people they were fighting. They seemed highly dangerous. Michonne had dealt with plenty of walkers, and a few shitty human beings, but nobody who was out to specifically destroy the world around them. She'd learn, though. She'd learn everything about them and use it.

Michonne looked at the monitor, looking over the display of the armor. She wasn't sure about this one, and didn't want to just jump on the first thing she saw.

"No, it's okay. I think I like the idea of my gender being hidden. It worked well for you, I think I can make it work the same for me."

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warrior_woman
2015-10-15 06:03 am UTC (link)

Zoe pressed a button, "Alfred." She waited to see if the man would answer. When he didn't after a few moments, she suspected that he was probably busy with something and decided to leave a message.

"Alfred, Michonne will want a suit similar to mine. We'll need to have her fitted. The design will have to wait until she has decided what she wants. Need to make sure it has places for knives and..." Zoe looked at the woman carefully. "No swords, machetes, or katana. Sorry, but we put you out there with big blades, you'll be too obvious. Guns, escrima sticks, short blades will be better.

"Alfred, we'll need to find the right vehicle for her, too. I'll work with her, train her. She's one of the team now. End transmission." There was a welcoming smile for Michonne now.

"Alfred will probably call you 'miss' or 'madam.' He does that." It irritated her, but she got over it. There were times she was certain Alfred did it only to cause trouble. "You'll meet my ...Jesse eventually. If you haven't already. We can trust him.

"This..." She grabbed a thin device, a tablet of the latest tech. "Is yours. We gotta set it up with your biometrics, but it's yours. Files will be on it, homework. Bet you didn't think you'd be getting that today."

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hackslash
2015-10-16 07:53 pm UTC (link)

Michonne listened to what Zoe was telling Alfred as she looked at the pictures on the screen. It was nice to have a group again, even if it was small and clandestine. Even if she couldn't really tell anybody that she was a part of it. She belonged somewhere. Zoe's smile affirmed that.

She didn't particularly like the part about no swords. That was her best weapon. She could shoot a gun and use smaller blades for sure. But the sword? She made a bit of a face. Maybe she could convince Zoe otherwise on that one. It wasn't like she knew anybody here outside of the other woman standing in this room.

"Wait." She said, pointing. "That one."

The mask was red on it. There was a variation with a cloak. A variation with a hooded sweatshirt. Something about it struck her.

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warrior_woman
2015-10-16 10:17 pm UTC (link)

"Mm?" Zoe looked at the suit that caught Michonne's attention. Her head tilted a little; her hand reached out to tap the image. This tap was followed by a bit of nudging, turning the image to get a better look.

"I keep mine simple, but I also like the tech. It feels more like home." She motioned Michonne to join her at one of the Bat suits. "It's armor. I was a soldier; I understand gearing up for battle. I also understand needing protection that moves with me." It wasn't a criticism; it was a simple choice in what she liked.

"Here." She pulled the helmet/cowl down and offered it to the other woman. "I have built in comms, visor readouts...well, just see." She motioned for Michonne to put on the helmet, or at least look in. "Voice modulator as well."

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hackslash
2015-10-23 06:45 pm UTC (link)

Michonne turned her eyes from the red hood and followed Zoe to where she was standing. The suit was impressive. The ex-lawyer was having some mental images of designs flashing through behind her eyes. Her cowl could be red. Her cape, too. She didn't mind having a similar armor set as Zoe, but she wanted something that separated them in the eyes of the city. So that when people spoke of them, they'd know there weren't just two Bats running around.

She wanted her own identity.

Michonne pulled the helmet over her head and a display lit up. A little disorienting at first, but her eyes adjusted to the way that it worked, and she could read everything just fine. She didn't know what a lot of it meant, but she supposed that would come with the training.

"Handy." Michonne said, listening to the voice that came out of the helmet, sounding nothing like her own. She pulled it back off. "Armor is good. I like armor."

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warrior_woman
2015-10-23 11:00 pm UTC (link)

"Good. We'll get you set up with a helmet to match whatever colors you go with." Zoe nodded. "Alfred will want to meet with you. Get your measurements. There used to be a guy named Fox, but I've never met him. Maybe he wasn't here, just worked for Bruce."

The warrior woman started walking around bits of her, now their HQ. She tapped a few buttons then laughed softly.

"Seems either Alfred or the City has you programmed in; should have looked at that earlier I guess." Biometrics weren't going to be needed after all; they weren't going to be taken anyway. "Probably City. Surprised it didn't decided on your gorram gear; look at it giving you choice. It did with me too. Course, I had to go through a few suits to find the one that worked. Armor and all that. Can't do the job if you're dead, right?

"Now, about the job here. It is...we do what we have to. Usually I walk around, checking things, verifying codes and all that. High end security guard really. You'll again be my second, of what I don't know. You'll get decent pay with decent benefits. Hours are what we make of them mostly. We don't lie about our hours though." Zoe put in as many hours for Wayne's business as she did out on the streets. It was amazing that she saw her Cowboy God at all.

"We start training tomorrow."

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