ShadowedHeir-
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╔《 ACT I — HEIR OF THE DEMON 》╗
“Mercy is a language my father never taught me—
so I learned to speak in strategy instead.”
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razormaw
/ hubba bubba.. :eyes:
Taroon_Summers
“Whoa, whoa I think you have the wrong guy.” He held both hands up as he looked up towards the various women holding katana to him
He counted 3 as they soon withdrew and backed away as another woman was seen he eyed her and the two locked eyes she spoke with a thick accent
“Who are you?” his questioned ignored as she then eyed the symbol on his chest in a fraction of a second he felt a sharp pain on his stomach he was hit by the hilt of her katana and soon he felt nylon ropes being tied behind his back and a cloth tied around his mouth “mmm-” he struggled as they weren't done tying him up before dragging him away
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Taroon_Summers
@ShadowedHeir- “Oh you want my actual name?” he debated even when she quite literally had him at her mercy and could kill him anytime she chose and yet he was debating internally as if it was negotiable His eyes wandered to quite literally anything to avoid her gaze his eyes fixated on her boots and then at her bodyguards before he relented and looked up at her contemplating if this was worth it. He shrugged a little feeling he should at least make some jokes and crack wise to distinguish himself from others Bat-persona “You have a crush or something?” he asked her Teasing of course but he soon figured she was being serious perhaps she too was testing out her mettle after all they both seem like this might be their first rodeo at their respective sides. “Fine it's Taroon,” he said, answering her question “And I didn't know this was your territory but then again you seem more fixated on my symbol so did you and the other guy had a thing going on?” he guessed
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ShadowedHeir-
❖【 @Taroon_Summers 】❖ Talia didn’t react immediately to the nickname. Not a flicker of recognition. Not offense. Not amusement. Just a quiet, assessing stillness—like she was weighing whether the word meant something or nothing at all. “Batboy,” she repeated at last. Softly. Testing it. Her gaze shifted briefly, as if filing it away in a mental archive that already contained too many ghosts with masks. “An informal designation,” she concluded. “Not an answer” one of her operatives shifted behind him, but she lifted a single hand. They stopped at once. Control without effort. That was always the point. His second question earned something closer to interest. “What do I want?” Talia stepped closer again, slow enough that he could track every movement if he tried—precise enough that it felt intentional rather than careless “I want to know what you are,” she said simply. Her eyes dropped briefly to the symbol on his chest again “and why you are wearing it in my territory.” A pause. Then, quieter: “Because people who carry unknown insignias into places like this usually belong to one of two categories” her gaze returned to his. “Liars…” a beat “…or mistakes” at his question—her name—something subtle shifted. Not hesitation. More like calculation. Whether he deserved it. Whether it mattered. Whether it would change anything. “Talia.” Just that. No title. No lineage. No invitation. As if the name itself was a blade set gently on the table between them. She tilted her head slightly. “Now that you have it,” she continued, “tell me yours properly” a faint pause “snd then you will explain why you thought it was acceptable to enter a League-controlled sector wearing a symbol you cannot defend.”
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Taroon_Summers
@ShadowedHeir- “Batboy?” He sounded as if that was a question rather than an answer to the woman for some reason he felt a wave of intimidation by her as this was something or rather someone he had no experience against He couldn't believe how easily he was captured then again he could be grateful she didn't allow him to remain gagged for so long if she wanted to she could have left him to his thoughts and plan something far more vicious. The threat still remained and his words did absolutely nothing to convince her to let him go then again what if she had no intentions of letting him go and would use him as bait? “What do you want…” he asked his eyes narrowed onto her black suit she was stunning as if sculpted by the gods and yet she seemed dangerous as if she was wearing a mask. “What's your name?” he asked so he at least had a name to a face
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forenlyst
* talia my queen …
ShadowedHeir-
;// made a Barbara Gordon anon ( post “ The Killing Joke “ / Dark!Batgirl ) that you should totally interact with :)
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ShadowedHeir-
╔《 ACT I — HEIR OF THE DEMON 》╗
“Mercy is a language my father never taught me—
so I learned to speak in strategy instead.”
CB
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and/or drop things ♡
ShadowedHeir-
;// NEW ANON !! NEW ANON !!
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╔《 ACT I — HEIR OF THE DEMON 》╗
“Mercy is a language my father never taught me—
so I learned to speak in strategy instead.”
CB
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ShadowedHeir-
TALIA AL GHUL
VISAGE ; comic
PENNED BY ; @Breadss-
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╔《 ACT I — No Saints Left 》╗
“ The city keeps calling me a monster —
but monsters don’t wait for permission. ”
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