Considering scorched. Potential Spoilers.

[gothamscop]

I sense a theme here and I don't think they'll appreciate it.

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also... considering scorched...

[purrfectheist]

And why should it always be about what "they" want? Not old enough to decide things for yourself, Detective?

well hi. :3

[gothamscop]

Who exactly do you think I'm referring to? [Serious]

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[purrfectheist]

Does it really matter? The ubiquitous they always comes down to one thing: caring too much what other people think.

kind of excited for this.

[gothamscop]

If you start to lose sight of the group, you lose sight of the individual. It's all connected.

[He leans back ever so slightly] I'm just curious about which they you think I'm referring to.

/o\ me too

[purrfectheist]

[ eye. roll. r u srs rn. ]

Let's see. You're a cop: maybe your mundane's following a theme, and they refers to Anatole's less-than-legal element. [ a saccharine smile. seeing as how she might wind up being part of said element. ]

xD [/evening. booked]

[gothamscop]

[He so serious. He took his lessons from wayne. Bruce Wayne in seriousness. And commissioner Gordon, but that's beside the point.]

[At that however, there is a hint-the barest hint of amusement but you would have to be really good at reading people's faces.] There's a less then legal element? I had no idea.

♥!

[purrfectheist]

[ with monotone humor: ] Rather a poor police officer, if you're that unobservant.

[gothamscop]

The first rule of interrogation is let the suspect speak first.

[purrfectheist]

And suddenly this is an interrogation. Should've guessed that regular old social skills didn't come naturally to you boys in blue.

[nolongerhollow]

[Dracula has just given up and is bringing over a giant box of donuts for you and your headmates, dude. Save a bearclaw for his brother.]

[gothamscop]

[And he just-stares.] Donuts?

[nolongerhollow]

Ehm...blame my mun. Something about feeding people. I never know with her. Best get to them before a Homer Simpson wanders in.

[cowls]

If you were the people-pleasing type, Blake, you wouldn't have become a cop in Gotham.

[gothamscop]

[perhaps you could paint it on a sign sir, ten feet high so his writer would get it.]

I'm less concerned about me and more concerned about her. She doesn't know what she's getting into.

[cowls]

Maybe. Maybe not. But, the risk of her not knowing what she's getting into is considerably lower than what it is for people like us.

[gothamscop]

[John nods slowly.]

Any advice? [For her, for him.]

[cowls]

[ he seems to consider this for a moment, because he's gained some perspective in the past few months. ]

Let her do it. You could do with a chance to get out of Gotham.

[gothamscop]

I don't have any vacation time saved.

[the sad part is, it's not a joke. Or maybe it is. Insert appropriate Phillip J Fry joke here.]

Besides if what I've heard is true the city is hardly a vacation.

[cowls]

Maybe. But the criminal element's certainly a vacation from Gotham's, and from what I've heard, time isn't really an issue.

[gothamscop]

...Leaving-what-two-how many people were we up to at the last census alone and frozen in space?

[Still so unsure.] Although I wouldn't apparently be the only citizen visiting.

[theirwhiteknight]

Sometimes it doesn't matter what they'll appreciate.

[gothamscop]

[Jesus Christ it's a Ghost. Blake jumps back.]

...Mr. Dent?

[He was in college when you died. Your image was everywhere. Hell you were part of the reason that he went into criminal law.]

[theirwhiteknight]

[--And here is that ghost looking honestly confused, because last he knew, he was chilling in a warehouse talking to Rachel on the phone.]

That'd be me, yeah.

[gothamscop]

...You-

[You were burned. You were destroyed.]

You're one of my heroes. [It's true but it's said halfheartedly because honestly Gordon kind of replaced him but his death did cause mourning in his criminal law class.

The female half mostly.]

[theirwhiteknight]

...Well, thank you, but I'm just doing my job.