· CALL ME OUT (AUTUMN) ·

[hobbitholmes]

🎃 AUTUMN

it's a highway
highway to the dark
and a neon medusa
has got YOUR HEART

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rolls back in here after forever!

[notouchpolicy]

Right. Of course. Because people don't have wings and I'm not friends with Superman...

[ There's a slight look of embarrassment when she hears the whirring of the Batwing and for a moment she's silent - a bit awestruck at seeing it up close and personal and she's actually impressed. ]

It's a little small. [ She's not trying to be an asshole or anything as she approaches the cockpit and takes a look inside. It's just a lot different than the X-Jet which is another painful memory she didn't ask for. ]

Nowhere is safe anymore. Just drop me off wherever. [ The words are said quietly, as monotone as she can manage. She's got an identity to protect and no place to call home. Her exploration of the underground sewer system hasn't produced any evidence that Morlocks are hiding in Gotham City. An icy revelation that she really is alone here, the only one of her kind to make it this far. ]

a lovely beautiful slow RP and thats OKAY

[menarebrave]

[ A smirk touches his face briefly at his comment. Friends with Superman. He wouldn't count himself as a friend, but, most likely the Kryptonian would. He half-turns when the cockpit opens and gestures for her to step inside. He then slides into the driver seat. ]

I don't have a reason for a bigger one. [ There's a glance at her. ] You don't have somewhere you stay?

[ The Batwing then lifts into the air and the Batman takes the controls. Alfred, of course, is on standby and listening into the conversation as always. ]

[notouchpolicy]

[ Haylie is a bit taken back by the brief smirk on the Bat's lips and can't help feeling a little proud of herself for that.

Emerald green eyes catch his when he glances over at her and then dart away just as quickly as the glance itself, her gloved hands wringing a little in her lap. ]

Nowhere specific. I move around a lot.

[menarebrave]

[ He nods to her statement. Smart, given her situation.

The Batwing rises into the clouds. The plane turns. ]

Alfred, find accommodations for Gotham's guest. One where she can lay low.

Are you sure of that, sir? [ A British voice comes through the comms then. ] Oh, of course you are. Well, do you have a preference in place, Miss...?

[notouchpolicy]

[ She hesitates for a moment, eyeing the controls before responding. ]

Just call me Spitfire. And no, no preference. I don't tend to get too comfortable in one spot anymore.

( pretend these are batman icons hahA )

[menarebrave]

Ah, another one of your more extrinsic named friends, sir. [ A tired sigh comes from over the channels. ] Very well, I see what is temporary.

[ The Bat glances over to her. ] They can track you either way.

forever late to this party, feel free to ignore ;;

[notouchpolicy]

[ Haylie can't help a soft, amused snort at the British man's comment and meets his glance. ]

Depends on who they are. I've made it this far with only you barkin' up that particular tree.