LarayiaHunter

Welcome to Gotham (Private)

"I don't really care to see him right now." Senna growled, walking down the street with Tim at her side. "I know the reason why you want to, though." She was wearing a loose fitting t-shirt today and long jeans. Summer had ended, and it was going to be halloween in a few weeks. That meant crime rates were off the charts and Bruce, Dick and the rest of the Bat Fam were exhausted.

Tim groaned, playing with his loose change that sat in both of his side pocket of his jeans. "Senna, I told you, I'm not interested in Z, I'm really not." Senna just glared at him. "Suuuuuuure, Timmy. Say whatever you want." Tim grabbed her by her arm, "Senna," He started before she tore her arm away from him. "Senna, please. I swear there's nothing going on. Besides, we broke up a while ago, you broke it off with me." Senna just kept walking as Tim sighed, following her with his head hung down.

Senna marched into the apartment building and up the stairs to Lacy's old and Ace's new apartment. She knocked at the door.

He's Such A Heart Throb, Ain't He? (Private)

"Where or with who?" Ryan asked lightheartedly before his mind processed Alex's tone. "Err, I'm at the amusement park with Juliettee. Do I need to come home or something?" He asked, his mind suddenly racing as he worked through all of the opportunities to why Alex was calling him. "What happened?" Ryan asked roughly, feeling his heart start to thump faster and faster. "Alex, what happened?!"

He's Such A Heart Throb, Ain't He? (Private)

Ryan groaned, pulling out his phone. "I swear if it's one of those telemarketers-" He looked at the incoming number. "Oh, that's weird. Alex is calling me." He swiped to answer. "Hey, what's up, Alex?" He asked, winking at his girlfriend.

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Tim stood there alone. He sighed, this was such a mess....

He's Such A Heart Throb, Ain't He? (Private)

"Trust me," Ryan whispered softly, turning his head and moving closer to Juliettee, "I didn't forget." And just like that, lips met lips once again. His arm slid down her back and brought her closer to him. His other hand rested on her knee. The most stereotypical makeout scenario. A ferris wheel, under a bright moon, stars, and several dozen feet above the ground.

Waiola frowned. Normally, she'd fight her on this, but this was Ariana they were talking about. And she just lost the love of her life and with Waiola being as blown up as she was right now...

"Fine." Waiola replied, sitting back down at the table. "I'll stay, but you will call me." Waiola basically ordered. She'd just be in the way, and in a delicate situation like this, it was better that a pregnant lady wasn't in the middle of it.

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Sparrow's left eye twitched with rage. "Then at least keep her under control or something!" She snapped. "She's-She's-!" The red-brown haired woman stuttered before roaring and kicking the wall next to her. She cracked the brick wall with the sheer force of her weighted, 8-inch platform boots. Tim looked down at her ankle, knowing that the kick had to had hurt her.

"I think Sparrow and I need to go somewhere else, we'll catch up with you guys maybe later." Tim said before Sparrow gave him a grand ol' shove. Tim planted his feet against the ground but still was knocked slightly off balance. "I'm not going anywhere with you, I'm not interested in talking with a jerk like you." Sparrow grumbled, walking away without showing any signs of weakness to her right foot. "Not until she's out of Gotham."

He's Such A Heart Throb, Ain't He? (Private)

Ryan buckled the seatbelt and the wheel began to turn. "Man, I love these." He said as the wheel moved upwards. "I once when on when where they locked you into a cage, and it did flips as the wheel spun. It was crazy!" He leaned back against the chair, stretching his arms upward before resting one of his arms around Juliettee's shoulders. He checked his phone with the other hand. "As great of a ride this is, this might have to be our last ride. I did tell my dad that I'd be there tonight for his movie marathon."

"...and something tells me that's not going to go so well..." Waiola muttered, letting the thought hang. "So, when are we leaving?" She asked, using some of her fingers to brush some of Crystal's tears away. Her fingers brush lightly from her wet cheek to her ombre curls to move them away from her face.

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Sparrow took a step forward, her upper lip curled back into a grotesque look. There was a blur and Tim was suddenly standing in front of her. "Don't." He said in a dangerous tone, looking down at her. Sparrow clenched her fists, really wanting to punch something again, and Tim and Z were both prime targets. She somehow managed to suppress her anger and turned away. "She started all of this." She hissed, pointing a gloved finger at Z. Her masked eyes snapped to Ace. "Unless you want something to go do, you'll get her out of my city. 'Cause you should know best, I don't make friends easily, but I make enemies like the sun shines." She growled, referencing the whole incident with Lacy.

He's Such A Heart Throb, Ain't He? (Private)

Ryan stared at Juliettee. Something told him that he wasn't gonna win this race, so he wasn't very surprised to see her there. Besides, it was easier for her to hide and use her powers than it was for his. A giant gust of wind on a clear, still, summer night was unheard of. He jumped in line with her, nudging her with an elbow. "What took you so long?" He joked, fully aware that she was there moments before he was.

Waiola's left hand covered her mouth, trying to hide the look of sorrow. "O-oh my god." She gasped. Obviously, they all were going to die young....but Wally. He could outrun anything! But then again, she didn't know the guy that long. There wasn't a Flash in the first two previous universes that she had lived in. She didn't cry, and she wasn't going to cry, but Crystal was crying. She didn't know what to say, what to do. She scooched out of her chain and walked over to Crystal, her arms wrapping around her. "I'm so sorry, Crystal."

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Tim only briefly glanced at Z, but he didn't really see what she signed. For all he knew it could had been another attempt at flirting.

Sparrow quickly noticed that she had a growing audience. "psh. This isn't fun anymore." She grumbled, tossing out two bat-a-rangs and knocked the remaining men, her fun spoiled. She hog tied the men and walked back out of the bank, ignore the workers, the hostages, and the trio that followed her there. "Not interested in hearing what you have to say." She said aloud, but mainly only shot it at Tim and Z. "Or, you know, reading what you have to say."

Tim grit his teeth, Sparrow was getting close to crossing the line. He felt like things were going to get ugly real fast, maybe even a fight.