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Thomas Kyle ([info]cantkeepmeout) wrote,
@ 2011-11-29 21:13:00


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Sometime in the future
It's been a long and hard night of detective work for Thomas. A rash of killings has hit Gotham and the victims seem unconnected no matter what angle they've looked at. Was it the beginnings of a gang war or a random killer on the loose? So far interrogating the scum all over the city has been useless. They know nothing. Not in the way where they know something and aren't telling, but they genuinely don't know anything about the mystery killer or killers he's hunting. He's not sure if the possibility that this is an isolated individual should relieve him or not, after all, so far they've got no real evidence that it's even one killer or that these killings are related. But there's no such thing as coincidence for a detective.

Thomas decides to rest at one of the nearby satellite caves Batman has set up around Gotham over the years, it's cold and rainy and he's sick of hitting dead ends. This is one of the smaller ones, stocked with basic gear, a civilian change of clothes, first aid and some food. It also happens to be the one he's told the Fox about. Not that he'd admit to doing that if any of the others asked. But if she wanted to find him or needed help, he wanted her to have a safe spot to go. Maybe that's why he seems to gravitate towards this one whenever he can, it's not like he ever expects her there though.

He shakes out the rain from his cape as he enters and is about to peel of the mask when he sees the bleeding figure on the floor.


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[info]cantkeepmeout
2011-11-30 02:13 am UTC (link)
He files that information away for late, most of the old organized crime elements don't like the crazier criminals, even the themed ones. But not all of them, this narrows her employers down a bit.

"I doubt he'd be happy to hear he's got one on his payroll, which just tells me that this guy isn't your common mob enforcer."

That is a problem...he can keep her here but the repurcussions that might come down on her because of a few days off...well not good to say the least. "What do you suggest we do then? If he's going to panic after only a few days he sounds like a problematic employer. You really should look into a new one."

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[info]outfoxing
2011-11-30 02:25 am UTC (link)
And she's definitely seen as a sane villain.

"No.... He's no angel. But he's better than most. He won't tolerate a lot off shit other people do. If he wasn't an ass on occasion I'd like him."

"I can get you something you can pass along to one of the errand boys if I have to. The Boss will be okay if he knows I'm hurt... He just likes me checking in." Sarah pales at the idea of another Boss.

"I can't. His Boss is blackmailing me into staying with his Family. The Boss is nicer than the Big Boss. Doesn't make me feel like shit or helpless. Treats me decent when I'm answering to him."

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[info]cantkeepmeout
2011-11-30 02:38 am UTC (link)
The stitches are done and he's almost finished with her leg too now.

"Still a mobster but alright, I'll be your errand boy then."

The blackmail confession causes him to freeze. Her stealing he can deal with, especially if it's her own choice. But being forced to do it? No. He isn't going to let this slide.

There's a loud crack as the almost empty morphine bottle he's holding breaks in his palm. Thomas is fuming silently and his hands are shaking with rage. The fact that she's only a criminal because she's forced to should make him feel better not worse, but for some reason...he'd rather whatever she did be up to her. Maybe it's the remains of his mother's 'I steal because I want to attitude' but this blackmail her employer is doing rubs him the wrong way. And now that he knows, it's not going to be going on much longer.

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[info]outfoxing
2011-11-30 02:49 am UTC (link)
"Robin?" He looks pissed off. She doesn't like seeing him upset.

Almost painfully as the drugs are starting to kick in she scoots herself up so she can take his hands. "It's okay. I was a thief before this.... I'd be a freelancer if it weren't for them."

She's tired from being hurt and bleeding so much. In a moment of utter vulnerability she leans her forehead against one of his upper arms. "I'll be okay. Please don't be mad."

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[info]cantkeepmeout
2011-11-30 03:00 am UTC (link)
He's still shaking from the anger but lets her take his hands and the remains of the bottle fall to the floor. It's only after he has his breathing under control does he attempt words, and even then they come out strained, "I...I'd much rather you were a freelancer now instead of...being forced to do this. You have no idea."

Thomas pulls his hands away to finish wrapping up her leg and leans his forehead against the top of her head briefly to try and tell her he'll be okay. Very gently and without saying a word he picks her up to carry her to the small bed in the far corner of the room.

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[info]outfoxing
2011-11-30 03:12 am UTC (link)
She doesn't know what to say to him. She's just getting so tired of this all. And then here he is playing the not so pure white knight to her damsel in distress thing.

She decides to not worry about it. She hasn't said enough to him yet. Except.... except she wants him yo know part of her identity. She likes him more than she wants to admit.

She decides her first name will work.

"Robin?" She tilts slightly so she can look him in the eye. "When I'm not wearing my mask.... Call me Sarah."

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[info]cantkeepmeout
2011-11-30 03:26 am UTC (link)
He looks down at her through the lenses of his mask and...is taken aback. For a second he's speechless, telling him her name...it's big. She trusts him enough to do that. And he feels like the biggest jerk because he knows that not only can he not tell her his name, he can't even take off his mask in front of her. There's no secret he can offer back to her.

Gently placing her down on the bed, he sits on the edge and seems thoughtful. "Alright, but as long as you don't scare me like this again...Sarah."

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[info]outfoxing
2011-11-30 03:34 am UTC (link)
"Robin...." She shakes her head. "You know I can't promise you that. My job is dangerous."

Her situation is dangerous. She won't admit the head of the Family has gotten mean before. She won't admit that she's terrified her reason for doing this is a sham.

There's so much she can't say. "I think I told you too much tonight."

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[info]cantkeepmeout
2011-11-30 03:43 am UTC (link)
"So's mine, but I try not to bleed out like that. But at least...be more careful. What if I wasn't around to help? Then what? I just...this isn't how it's supposed to go you know. You steal, flirt, I stop you and flirt back then look the other way while you escape." He looks genuinely hurt now, she may be on the other side of the law but he doesn't want her hurt if he can help it.

There's fear in her eyes and it just makes him angry. Not at her, but at whoever put that feeling there. "No, it's fine. Don't worry about it." He's both touched and scared that she felt comfortable enough to share that with him. Maybe they had gotten too close, but at the same time he can't make himself regret that entirely.

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[info]outfoxing
2011-11-30 03:59 am UTC (link)
"I would have forced myself over to the kit no matter how bad it hurt had you been much longer," she points out softly. She takes his hand and puts it on her ribs guiding him to a fading scar on the side.

"I treated this myself two years ago. I got shot at." Then she shifts his and on-top the side of her hip. "Under my suit I have six faded out scars that I can't even see. Knife fight in the Middle East. Infiltration went bad. My mentor had to clock the guy out while I played distraction. He decided I needed to learn to stitch myself up so.... he guided my hand that night. Made sure I didn't hurt myself."

She looks sad for a moment. She misses the real Fox so much. "My point is.... I trust you. And I won't die. I promise you I'm not doing to die like that."

They really are too close. But she can't let him know that. And she can't let him know how much he effects her.

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[info]cantkeepmeout
2011-11-30 04:17 am UTC (link)
"Sometimes you won't be able to force yourself...trust me." Staying silent as she guides his hand over her scars, he listens to her stories and thinks of all of his that he won't tell. About the time he stepped in to save Dick, only to leave his left side open and be almost sliced in half. How one of his early Robin missions as a kid had him shot twice, once through the shoulder and another buried between ribs on his side. There's countless other knife fight scars and others from nasty falls but he stays silent. She's had training, that comforts him but sometimes your luck turns...

He doesn't say that he trusts her back, even though he might, he's still not sure. "...I'd like if you didn't die like that." Thomas tries to force some cheer into his voice now, "I expect you on a roof two weeks from now with that smile you have. I won't accept excuses."

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[info]outfoxing
2011-11-30 04:29 am UTC (link)
If he trusted her she would call him a fool. He can't until she's free and clear of the men blackmailing her.

"I know but I can try."

Now that has her smirking up at him. "I should steal something interesting just so you'll frisk me," she purrs playfully up at him. Her eyes are twinkling in amusement at the idea.

"And if I'm not up there..." Her eyes wander over to where she sees a change of clothes. "You might just find me curled up in this bed wearing one of your shirts Robin."

That's an evil thing to say.

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[info]cantkeepmeout
2011-11-30 04:40 am UTC (link)
"Hmm I'll have to do a thourough search then. And not let anything get away." He's smirking back and enjoying thinking of this scenario.

The next comment has him pause and raise an eyebrow, "...you can take as many of them as you want. You don't even need to wear them...at all." Okay, she got him that time. Well played Foxy.

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[info]outfoxing
2011-11-30 04:50 am UTC (link)
"How generous of you," Sarah teases him.

Then she shifts slightly feeling a little uncomfortable. "Robin. Could you undo the lacing connecting the top of my suit with the bottom? I can't rest like this and I don't want to pull these stitches."

Thankfully for the both of them she is in a bra that covers a great deal even while her torso is slick with sweat and streaks of blood.

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[info]cantkeepmeout
2011-11-30 04:58 am UTC (link)
What does Alfred say? Be a gentleman at all times. "Sure." He gingerly sets out to undo the lacing, being very careful not to aggravate her wounds. Once again he's grateful of all that practice he's had threading his arm through lasers and getting out of straitjackets in under a minute. Cause if not he might fumble a bit.

He's very careful to concentrate only on the parts he's undoing, innerAlfred would disapprove if he let himself look when she was so vulnerable. Stay the gentleman Thomas.

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[info]outfoxing
2011-11-30 05:05 am UTC (link)
He really is doing a good job. She had a good reason to trust him. Once he is done she lets her lower back go back against the bed.

Then she lets out a low sigh. That was better. "Thanks," she croaks softly.

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[info]cantkeepmeout
2011-11-30 01:18 pm UTC (link)
"No problem. Did you need anything else? Now or for the next few days. If you're going to be here for a few days you should ask now, I'll check up on you but I won't be here the whole time..." He makes a quick scan of the place, making sure there's nothing he needs to remove before he leaves. The extra utility belt and uniform are long gone, ever since he told her about the place, so this has become just a place to take a breather.

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[info]outfoxing
2011-11-30 01:29 pm UTC (link)
"I wouldn't say no to a shirt," Sarah decides. "I can't stay like this the whole time I'm here."

She also wants to clean off the drying blood before it becomes an issue latter. Cleaning blood that has already dried always bugs her.

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[info]cantkeepmeout
2011-11-30 01:37 pm UTC (link)
Thomas leaves to go find a shirt and a glass of water, he had given her that morphine to take dry. Gently tossing her a shirt before handing over the water he teases, "Well you did say you'd like to be curled up here wearing one of my shirts..." He'll get her one more her size for the next time he comes to check up on her.

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[info]outfoxing
2011-11-30 01:46 pm UTC (link)
When she pulls it on the whole shirt just makes her look small. It nearly falls past her hips. She will do something about the blood latter she just doesn't want to be topless right now.

"It works for now." She shifts and chuckles. "I never realized how much bigger than me you were. It was never a big deal since my body armor probably almost evened us out as far as weight went."

No way. He's still so much bigger than her.

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[info]cantkeepmeout
2011-11-30 02:06 pm UTC (link)
Thomas chuckles at her almost swimming in his shirt. "It's mostly height. Besides, my armour seems a lot lighter than yours." Thank you obsessive Batman and lightweight armour. How else would he do all those flips? "You look better wearing my shirts than I do," he just smirks at her.

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[info]outfoxing
2011-11-30 02:14 pm UTC (link)
"I like knowing my insides are well protected. Too bad the armor didn't save me from that son of a bitch," she mutters darkly. It was probably crazy she could pull off similar moves in her armor but she had trained to do that.

"Well to be fair.... I have nicer breasts," she points out cockily.

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[info]cantkeepmeout
2011-11-30 02:19 pm UTC (link)
He gently places his hand on her shoulder,"It's not a miracle worker. We all get caught off guard sometimes, don't dwell on it too much."

That gets a smirk, "I've noticed. And I'm very willing to let you win in that category any day."

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[info]outfoxing
2011-11-30 02:25 pm UTC (link)
She blinks because he just and pulled her back from the edge. Somehow. That leaves her blushing faintly up at him for a moment. She had never needed someone to rescue her from herself before.

Now she's chuckling and smirking up at him. "Well good. It would be disturbing if you tried competing."

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[info]cantkeepmeout
2011-11-30 02:29 pm UTC (link)
Okay, she's got him laughing. "I'm sure most women would lose to you. We should check to make sure this isn't an isolated incident though, you'll need to try on my other shirts too. Just to check." She'll get another of many smirks right back.

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