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[broken-weapon.livejournal.com]

"Is this place wheelchair friendly?" Bruce asked as he wheeled in, he was covered in paint and it was probably best not to ask why. He was in a stinking bad mood, had a headache the size of America, with as bad music as lower gotham. "Cause I need a shower and homes to far away"

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[broken-weapon.livejournal.com]

"I work with a teenage boy, and a really stuffy old lesbian lawyer"

[another-phace.livejournal.com]

"Hire someone new?" she laughed.

[broken-weapon.livejournal.com]

"That sort of behaviour is frowned upon"

[another-phace.livejournal.com]

"Yeah. I guess so," she said thoughtfully. "Welll, I'm sure you'll find somebody."

[broken-weapon.livejournal.com]

He smiled brightly "yep, I could die an old lonely man" he smiled again. "I probably should head home"

[another-phace.livejournal.com]

She gave him one last hug.

"Well, be cool. Thanks a lot for helping with Pika. I know she liked seeing one of you again," she said, sitting and transfering the cat from his lap to hers.

[broken-weapon.livejournal.com]

"Could you contact me if she needs me again?"

[another-phace.livejournal.com]

"Of course... Um, oh, here," she said, taking off a stud earring. "Hank made these for me. It'll sorta flash and light up if I send the signal. Hank's got the other one right now, but he'll understand."

She blinked, then smirked. "Obviously you don't have to wear it in your ear. Just keep it around, it's pretty bright."

[broken-weapon.livejournal.com]

He smiled chuckling a little "Thank you so much" he said warnly. He petted pikas head gently as a fair well before wheeling off.

[another-phace.livejournal.com]

"Bye," she said, then gently stroked Pika before snuggling against her side.