May 06 2012

The moment you lose all respect for someone:

detectivebat:

… I apologize, a member of an organization I had infiltrated was trying to gain intel on my connections. Apparently they are a lot more immature than I would have thought. 

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May 03 2012

detectivebat:

fromrussiawithguns:

“If you don’t stop, I might fall madly in love and our jobs will suffer,” she laughed, even she too she was too much of a workaholic to allow that to happen. “Something greasy.”

  “I bet that’s exactly what will happen, mutually,” he agreed, almost laughing at the thought of either of them putting each other before their work. “Oh yeah? This way.” Dragging her along, he pulled her into a diner and into a booth. “Greasy as you like.”

"What ever will the League and the Avengers do without us?" An amused crook her to her lips at the image of settling down from her superhero assassin lifestyle. "I’m shocked you know where to get greasy food. I always took you for the type of man that had a strict diet of protein shakes and celery sticks."

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May 02 2012

detectivebat:

fromrussiawithguns:

“Or maybe it’s false modesty to lure you into my web. They do call me black widow, you know.” Natasha rubbed one of the widow bites as if to massage her wrist through the metal, contemplating the offer for a moment, “I can spare an hour or so, I suppose. You can explain to me how it happens that you and Tony share a son.”

 ”Oh I know,” he agreed, lowering his voice as if anyone could overhear them, “and it wouldn’t take much of that venom to put a bat in its place.” Her next question, however, caught him off guard. “Unfortunately,” that smile returned as he held his arm out for her to take, “that is very much a mystery to me, and one I’m not too keen to solve.”

"With lines like that, now I know there is definitely a class on how to pick-up women at the Billionaire Playboy Academy." Taking the hint, she slipped a hand through the crook of his arm and laced her fingers together to rest against lightly against his arm. "Forgive my nosiness. There are some mysteries that don’t necessarily need to be solved."

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04:54 AM

detectivebat:

fromrussiawithguns:

If it makes you feel any better, I would only overshadow you because of my relation to Tony and their sure fascination with my upgrade.

 Bruce smiled. “There’s that modesty again. Actually, why wait for dinner? Are you free to grab something to eat now?”

"Or maybe it’s false modesty to lure you into my web. They do call me black widow, you know." Natasha rubbed one of the widow bites as if to massage her wrist through the metal, contemplating the offer for a moment, "I can spare an hour or so, I suppose. You can explain to me how it happens that you and Tony share a son."

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May 01 2012

detectivebat:

fromrussiawithguns:

I’m sure he’d appreciate it.

I wouldn’t expect any less. Can’t save the world without nutrition so that sounds wonderful.

 Your dedication knows no bounds, Ms Romanova.

 I’ll be sure to pick somewhere suitably discreet. 

You have to be dedicated to something or your life is being wasted.

Wonderful. Aid in the image of ‘playboy sneaking around with a new woman’ the tabloids will be sure to stir up.

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07:38 PM

detectivebat:

fromrussiawithguns:

When you work with a self-proclaimed “genius, playboy, philanthropist,” there’s not enough space for anyone else get an ego.

I’m both honored and surprised. As long as you’re okay with the fact that I am essentially perpetually “on call,” then I see no reason why can’t do something together.

 I should send Tony a card for keeping you humble.

 Only if you don’t mind me being very much the same. Dinner suit you?

I’m sure he’d appreciate it.

I wouldn’t expect any less. Can’t save the world without nutrition so that sounds wonderful.

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07:30 PM
Sloth & Greed.

Sloth

  • "Who says I dislike anything about myself? Even our flaws are a benefit if you know how to manipulate them in such a way. Though I suppose if I had to say something I’d go with my inability to really go against the likes of super powered individuals. Not to say I can’t hold my own, but that purely boils down to my agility as opposed to my skill. There are, of course other things, but I can’t just go revealing all my secrets to be exploited.”

Greed

  • "Your company, of course, Mr. Wayne. That’s what I’m supposed to say here, right? Otherwise, I have a love for mini stuffed mushrooms. I’m also quite the fan of ballet. Three for the price of one."
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07:05 PM

detectivebat:

fromrussiawithguns:

When you have friends like mine, one of us has to have some semblance of modesty.

Sounds to me like you have two choices; a) find the source of the silence, or b) enjoy it while it lasts.

 You can say that again.

 This may surprise you, but I think I’ll go with option b. 

 I want to see you.

When you work with a self-proclaimed “genius, playboy, philanthropist,” there’s not enough space for anyone else get an ego.

I’m both honored and surprised. As long as you’re okay with the fact that I am essentially perpetually “on call,” then I see no reason why can’t do something together.

#detectivebat
06:45 PM

detectivebat:

fromrussiawithguns:

It’s the red hair. The press loves a redhead.

Keeping busy. So I’d say so. I assume you have some down time at the moment?

 I think it’s more than that, but your modesty is impressive.

 Actually, yes. Things are unnaturally quiet.

When you have friends like mine, one of us has to have some semblance of modesty.

Sounds to me like you have two choices; a) find the source of the silence, or b) enjoy it while it lasts.

#detectivebat
06:07 PM

detectivebat:

fromrussiawithguns:

Neither did I. I was beginning to expect the only manner in which we would ever communicate would be through the tabloids.

  Never, you would upstage me and I couldn’t have that.

 I trust you’re well?

It’s the red hair. The press loves a redhead.

Keeping busy. So I’d say so. I assume you have some down time at the moment?

#detectivebat