“You think I would give آپ that opportunity?”
“I think you'll have no choice.”
She looked at him, amusement in her eyes.
“You presume much.”
He smiled and opened his mouth to speak again but was cut off when Bruce came to the mic, asking for everyone to شامل میں in the ٹوسٹ for Devin. She watched as her dance partner moved quickly off the floor and up to the make-shift stage. She glanced about before making her way out the door and towards the front door. Alfred handed her the کوٹ she'd worn.
“It was good to see آپ again, Ms. Stevens.”
“Same to آپ Alf. Watch over all of them for me. And I was never here.”
“Of course, madam.”
She flashed him a smile and walked out. She felt the need to stretch her legs and opted for walking ہوم rather than teleporting. Her thoughts were taken up سے طرف کی the sudden warmth she had felt being in that house again. Devin had invited her as a friend and had even picked out one of her old dresses for Becca to wear. After that, she couldn't have کہا no; she had practically been held against her will. But things between herself and the first Robin were yet to be cleared in her mind. Seeing him after years of avoiding him made for some serious heartache. But she was okay now. He didn't remember her nor did she feel anything for him. She smiled at the ring on her finger. Just the thought of her husband asleep in بستر was funny to her. Knowing him, he was pacing the floor till she got ہوم before running into بستر and acting like he'd been asleep the entire time.
And that was the situation she found herself in as she pulled her keys out from her pocket.She heard his feet اقدام “soundlessly” to the bed. She paused a bit before entering and locking up. Becca put her کوٹ away and proceeded to the bedroom, where she slipped out of her borrowed dress. She crawled up on the بستر and laid on her husband.
“I'm home, love.”
He rolled over and looked at her.
“How was it?”
“Extravegant. But it was okay. The feelings have passed.”
“..you sure?”
“Yes. I don't need a protege of the Bat to save me یا love me. I had the chance and it didn't work. We didn't work. Besides, I love آپ and I don't think I could have ever loved him the same way.”
A smile crawled on his lips and he kissed her softly.
“I love آپ too.”
“I think you'll have no choice.”
She looked at him, amusement in her eyes.
“You presume much.”
He smiled and opened his mouth to speak again but was cut off when Bruce came to the mic, asking for everyone to شامل میں in the ٹوسٹ for Devin. She watched as her dance partner moved quickly off the floor and up to the make-shift stage. She glanced about before making her way out the door and towards the front door. Alfred handed her the کوٹ she'd worn.
“It was good to see آپ again, Ms. Stevens.”
“Same to آپ Alf. Watch over all of them for me. And I was never here.”
“Of course, madam.”
She flashed him a smile and walked out. She felt the need to stretch her legs and opted for walking ہوم rather than teleporting. Her thoughts were taken up سے طرف کی the sudden warmth she had felt being in that house again. Devin had invited her as a friend and had even picked out one of her old dresses for Becca to wear. After that, she couldn't have کہا no; she had practically been held against her will. But things between herself and the first Robin were yet to be cleared in her mind. Seeing him after years of avoiding him made for some serious heartache. But she was okay now. He didn't remember her nor did she feel anything for him. She smiled at the ring on her finger. Just the thought of her husband asleep in بستر was funny to her. Knowing him, he was pacing the floor till she got ہوم before running into بستر and acting like he'd been asleep the entire time.
And that was the situation she found herself in as she pulled her keys out from her pocket.She heard his feet اقدام “soundlessly” to the bed. She paused a bit before entering and locking up. Becca put her کوٹ away and proceeded to the bedroom, where she slipped out of her borrowed dress. She crawled up on the بستر and laid on her husband.
“I'm home, love.”
He rolled over and looked at her.
“How was it?”
“Extravegant. But it was okay. The feelings have passed.”
“..you sure?”
“Yes. I don't need a protege of the Bat to save me یا love me. I had the chance and it didn't work. We didn't work. Besides, I love آپ and I don't think I could have ever loved him the same way.”
A smile crawled on his lips and he kissed her softly.
“I love آپ too.”
Tyler and Becca
Alias:Unknown
Age: 14 (would be 18 now)
Status: deceased
Appearance: dirty blonde hair, dark blue eyes, 5'8, he always wore a beanies and really any headgear. and he always has black war paint on his cheeks.
Personality: He was very cocky and tried to make a joke out of everything, he always thought of cocky and sarcastic remarks to people who were trying to be serious. He was someone who lightened the mood when things got tough. especially being trapped in that town.
Powers/Abilities: he had the ability to create mist and fog to hide himself یا confuse enemies, his weapon of choice was daggers and a small double handed scypths.
Past: he died in a escape plan gone wrong.
Others: He was one of the reasons why BloodMist never cracked under the sadness and how overwhelmed he felt being trapped there. He made him see the light in most of the situations and made him able to keep his composure.
When his hair was brown
Mizore
POCCKEEEEE
Becca
Likes: Magic
Best Friend: Erin
Loves: Tyler
Dislikes: Skeptics
Worst Habit: She never eats enough
Personal Secret: She dated Robin and wiped his memory of her despite him being her first love
پسندیدہ Food: Chocolate
پسندیدہ Color: Red
Code Name: Shade
Mentor/Inspiration: Batman
Relations: Tyler Stevenson
Base of Operations: Wherever needed
Personal Home: Not Disclosed
Occupation: Hero
Job: None
Team: The Resistance
Terror
