Thread: A dark fate (FreckledxGaruss)

Bruce I have to go. Are you...are you going to be alright? Diana asked. Dressed in a red silk robe her onyx black hair hangning around her shoulders, and her crystal blue eyes watching the man behind the mask staring at the multiple monitors in the bat cave. On any given day each screen would be showing something different, street cameras monitoring speeding, ones on banks buildings, jewelry stores, and the like, but not tonight. No tonight ever single monitor showed the Gothamcorp building burning to the ground, and first responders desperately trying to control the blaze, but in the end it raged out of control, and burned so hot nothing could be done, but to stand back and watch. Once the fires die all that would be left for the city was to shift through the wreckage and pull out bodies. A heavy sigh slid past her lips as she placed a light hand on his shoulder jolting him for just a moment out of the trance like state. I have to find who did this. All those people. He mumbled and his eyes slowly lifted to see his house guest dressed in her silk robe. She had said something but what was it. He hadn't been listening to her. He looked up into her worried blue eyes and then turned away her hand falling from his shoulder as he did. I'm fine Diana. Please Go. and with those few words that was the end of their conversation. Bruce quickly turned back to the monitors before getting an idea. His fingers flying across the keyboards, and politely tuning out one of the few people who genially cared for him. By now she should have been used to it. Being ignored, and brushed aside like some a toy a child lose interest in, and only wants back when they see someone else has found joy in it. After all when she first arrived it was not as if he was willing to let her into his life let alone his heart, and yet he hand found a special place in hers. Diana's lips parted to say something, but what? Tell him how if he didn't treat her right soon enough she would be gone for good, tell him not to overwork himself, or just tell him goodnight. Several things ran through her mind but none left her lips. Silently she turned to go back to his room where her bag laid. Her clothes no doubt laid out for her. Upon returning to the room she smiled seeing the outfit laid out neatly for her along with her normal garb. Her head turned hearing the light knock on the door and in walked Alfred with a tray for her. A pot of fresh tea, and a bit of breakfast. Must you leave so soon? It's always a pleasure having you around. Master Bruce actually comes out of the cave when you're here. He said setting the tray down and poured her tea an then fixed it the way she liked it. Diana gave a sheepish smile and nodded I do. There's someone who needs my help, and as much as I'd like to stay Bruce wouldn't give me the time a day not with the bombing that just happened. She said taking the cup of tea into her hands and took a few sips before setting it down. Alfred. She watched as he paused and turned to her You'll tell me if I need to come back won't you? She asked. He gave her a firm nod of his head smiled and placed his hand on the door knob. Even though he knew should take anything thrown her way she had found a special place in his heart. You be careful Miss Diana. Try not to get hurt to badly. He said with a smile and left her to get dressed. Diana quickly got dressed in her normal garb. Her bracelets, her tiara, and a corset that mimicked the same design as her signature leotard all the world was use to seeing. Over her legs she pulled on skintight black jeans and then tall boots they too were black but had red detailing in them to highlight the red in her top. She grabbed one of the scones on the tray and munched on it as she went to her bag. On her left him she attached her lasso, she pulled on a black leather jacket and placed her sword and shied on to her back. Briefly she observed her reflection and tossed her hair, and then nodded at her self before taking off. She grabbed the overnight bag and left after finishing her tea. She didn't want to be rude by not finishing the meal Alfred had prepared for her. Diana looked down at the piece of paper the address scribbled on the crumpled sheet. I guess this is the place. Diana mumbled to her self gently setting herself down on her feet. She looked around once more at her surrounding and the pushed the door open. A few eyes falling to her and she quickly zipped up her jacket not wanting to much attention. You look like someone put you through the ringer. She smiled sliding into the bench on the other side of the table. She placed her bag closer to the wall and looked up at John.