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[deadbirdarising]

I'll shoot tequila, but I like a good Old Fashioned or Whisky Sour.

Love. Love, they're teenagers in *Gotham*. They are almost as well armed as I am. Plus, I never said they weren't Sionis'. I just don't like shooting kids who haven't specifically shot at me first.

[whatam_i]

Oooh whiskey sours are nice, I like the foam on top.

Oh. Well not all teenagers know how to fight like you dearest but fine.
What if I created a distraction outside for you to make them leave?

[deadbirdarising]

They are nice. I can make some tonight? If I can ever get out of here, of course.

And yes, I could kick their asses. I'm not saying I can't. I'm saying that unless I completely disable them quickly, I'm not opening this door without getting at least one new hole. And you get upset when I come home with new holes.

[whatam_i]

Swell idea.
:)

Well we can't have that, give me about ten minutes my love and I'll have a distraction for you.

In the meantime why don't you tell me what kind of Intel you were able to grab?

[deadbirdarising]

You're just keeping me talking to distract me from the panic attack I can feel building.

Thanks.

Names and dates. Proof that he did know exactly what was going on. He'll probably find a way to shake it off, but it's one step closer to getting him nailed on charges that will actually stick.

[whatam_i]

Yes, that and I'm giving you something to look forward to when you get home.

He's a slippery little devil, isn't he?

[deadbirdarising]

Slippery enough that I'm starting to question if it wouldn't be better to just deal with him a little more permanently. But he hasn't crossed any of my major lines. Yet. He will, he's on track for it, but not yet.

[whatam_i]

You're so sexy when you're dangerous and threatening.
💚

[deadbirdarising]

Even when I'm hiding in a closet because I don't want to get shot by drunk teenagers?

[whatam_i]

Absolutely.
I bet you barely fit in that tiny closet you big beautiful man.

[deadbirdarising]

Lets not remind me how small this closet is, please. I'm holding it together because I have you in my pocket, but if I think about it, I will spiral and freak the fuck out.

Besides, you're the beautiful one.

[whatam_i]

Oops sorry. I was trying to pay you a compliment on your amazingly strong and muscular body.

I don't see it but thank you.

[deadbirdarising]

Compliment received, thank you. And you just like the fact that I bench press you but still let you bend me in half to fuck me whenever you want.

[whatam_i]

Maybe.
Yes.

More so I love feeling your big strong arms around me when we cuddle.

[deadbirdarising]

Yeah, that part is pretty nice, too. I'd like to do some of that tonight after the drinks. Probably gunna need it after this.

[whatam_i]

Can we cuddle after we do that other thing you mentioned?

[deadbirdarising]

You kidding? Top 5 favorite times too cuddle, right there.

[whatam_i]

It does feel pretty incredible to flop back, all sweaty and exhausted only to cuddle for hours.

[deadbirdarising]

Sweet talker. Get me outta here and give me an hour to convince my brain that I'm not actually back in my coffin and I will happily exhaust you.

[whatam_i]

Your wish is my command my sweet.

Count down from 10.

[If Jason does the moment he gets to 'one' he will hear the sudden sound of sirens, as if all of the GCPD were about to raid this building. The teens exclaim and grab their supplies and make a run for it out the back, when they are gone the sirens stop.]

Should be all clear.

[deadbirdarising]

[He doesn't text back, but a few seconds after the sirens cut out, he's slipping out of the side window and making a break for his best guess as to where Ed has stationed himself.]

[whatam_i]

[Ed is about six blocks away and when Jason finds him he is paying off an elderly woman in a beat up car that has an impressive stereo system in the back.]

Hello sweetheart.

[deadbirdarising]

[He's pulled off his helmet by the time he gets there and while his domino hides his eyes, the paleness of his skin is still pretty clear. The panic had almost gotten him, it would seem. The cigarette dangling from his lips seemed to be helping, but that had been entirely too close to a public meltdown for his tastes.

Still, he was only a little shocky as he leaned in to press a kiss against Ed's cheek.]

Hey, beautiful. Thanks. I'd like to not be in public now, please.

[whatam_i]

[The old woman in the car doesn't even look at Jason, she just takes her cash and drives away.

Ed meanwhile leans in to hug Jason briefly before motioning for him to follow Ed to his parked car.]

Of course, your chariot awaits. You can lay down in the back if you'd like.

[deadbirdarising]

[The old woman could go about her day with her new story. Jason couldn't care less. He was too busy soaking up Ed's presence and letting himself lean a little against the older man before taking him up on his offer and laying down across the back bench seat. He had to pull his legs up so the door would close, but then he was settled with his cross legged legs resting against the door.]

Fuck, that sucked so bad. I fucking hate this. So much.