ʙᴀᴛɢɪʀʟ •• ʙᴀʀʙᴀʀᴀ ɢᴏʀᴅᴏɴ 21+ ᴍɪʀʀᴏʀᴇᴅ ᴅᴇsᴄ. ᴅᴍ ᴛᴏ ᴘʟᴏᴛ #DCRP ғᴄ •• ʜᴏʟʟᴀɴᴅ ʀᴏᴅᴇɴ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ #catulus_ɴɪx ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ʀᴛ's? "ɪ'ᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ ɢɪᴠᴇɴ ᴀ ɢɪғᴛ. ᴀɴᴅ ɪᴛ's ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴜsᴇ ɪᴛ. ᴅᴇᴀʀ ᴅɪʀᴛʙᴀɢs.. ᴍᴇᴇᴛ ʙᴀᴛɢɪʀʟ!"

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"I smell like AXE? I doused myself In Sauvage."

I'm going to throw a coin at you every day for the rest of our lives.

The Gotham Parent System.

Had a date.

Hope you choke and it tastes so bad it wasn't worth it.

"We'll kill each other."

"The downside is that I'll be dead."

There's an irony that Bruce and I have lived two lives. His are simultaneous, and mine are consecutive.

"Exactly. You're seeing the problem."

"That the trick? Say something soft and get you to snap back to reality?"

Hands buried in his pockets, hood tugged high on a red hoodie to leave a flash of black and white hair poking from the lip, he steps forward finally. "Three minutes. You're losing your touch."

"You already tower me."

YOU don't even have powers.

Batman exhaustion, or business suit exhaustion?

So don't go. Stop living two lives. Make Bruce reclusive, tired. Stop trying to be media-man Wayne and leave him in the manor. They both know he only likes living one of those lives.

After all these years? No.

You make bad jokes then loose an arrow. How is that charm?

Isn't it? You make it sound like you NEED them both - but one makes you miserable, and the other IS miserable. You feel like you've got to put Bruce out there, but what difference does it make to you if you don't?